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“The beads are important,” Ellow said, wrapping the skirt around Sophie’s waist, tying it at her hip and closing the clasp around the knot to keep it tight. “They symbolize the unity of family. For a single bead is easily lost in the sands, but when we stay together, we are strong.”
Sophie ran her hands over the skirt. It was longer on one side, coming up on a long angle, with the fringe of the black thread dangling around her thighs. The beads themselves were put together in a tight, solid mass, covering her ass and femininity completely. Not that she needed it, since she came out in a black swimming suit that was little more than strings itself.
He’d nearly lost control just seeing her walking out like that. Her breasts and hips and belly jiggling with each step. It was so unspeakably sexy.
Then, his mother wrapped the top around her. Unlike the skirt, the beads were sparse there, showing the netting of the black thread even more. The beads were only covering her breasts right over the very thin fabric she had worn. The rest just sat on her skin, teasing him with flashes of it as it moved. It tied around her neck and back, just like her swimming suit. The sparse fringe dangled around her belly. Each point where the black fabric met had a single gold bead.
She was absolutely beautiful all done up in pretty beads. They had deliberately kept it short so she wouldn’t have to fight the extra weight while swimming. Serval didn’t intend on letting her in the water without a breather, but just in case she did and got in trouble, the beads were lightweight. And if she had to, she could easily pop open the covers and pull the knots free, letting them drop. She could only hold her breath for a very short time. It made Serval nervous about her being in the deep water, so that was taken into concern when making her beads.
But the result was still beautiful. She wore them perfectly, running her hands over the new outfit with sparkling eyes.
His mother stepped back, beaming at the result. She truly looked decadent and sensual. The beads he’d grown up with and seen on everyone throughout his life had never seemed so blatantly lewd and sexual before.
And the glow of the wii only enhanced the effect.
The glow on her brown skin was incredible. Allowee didn’t come in the same color shades as humans, and the brown of her skin really made the beads seem that much brighter.
His cock jumped under his own beads, but luckily no one noticed as they were all busy circling around Sophie, congratulating her and welcoming her to the family. Not just as a beaded adult, but in general.
She was one of them now. She carried their wii. No matter how far away she went, how far they explored, they’d always have a home here.
Serval pushed through the crowd, returning to his female’s side. He put an arm around her waist, pulling her against him. He took his mother’s place to lead her back to the island. There was going to be another feast later.
For now, there were games. There was music and dancing. Serval took Sophie over to the rei nesting pool and introduced her to the youngest members of the family.
The rei were still so small. She could easily hold two in her arms. Their feet and hands weren’t developed yet. They were still flippers, allowing them to swim easily. They didn’t have even olule nubs yet, and all of them were nude. They were also happy, gums flashing as they beamed and gathered at the edge when Sophie sank down and put her hands in to touch them.
“They’re so cute!” Sophie laughed, wiggling her fingers, making the rei squirm in delight. They were making sweet little nonsense calls. One particularly tiny one grabbed her littlest finger and hung on as Sophie wiggled it and giggled.
Serval stroked his hands along her back, scratching her gently, imagining her in that same pool, birthing their own rei with the others.
After meeting the younglings, he returned them to the others and began showing Sophie how to play with the fishbone frisbee. She was absolutely terrible at it, but she laughed good-naturedly with his cousins every time she fell or lost control of the frisbee.
At some point, she sent him back to his room to fetch his combot fleet. He then watched, impressed, as she released them. She programmed them to fly all over, getting video of the entire celebration. One of the combots focused on his parents. His father embraced his mother, their olules winding together, as they waved to the humans on the other side. Another tracked his cousins’ game. More got video of the males that were cooking, the females that were setting up for the feast. His sister swimming with a few more cousins. The aunties all gossiping, the uncles rocking their rei. The young chased after one of the darting robots, laughing and trying to catch it.
His family. All of them indulging her, just as they had once indulged him.
And his mate, operating his fleet with a look of intense concentration. He’d shown her how to use them, but he hadn’t expected her to learn it so quickly.
“Check this out,” she said, sending him a wicked grin. “I figured out if you line them up like this, you can get like a panoramic thing going.”
Serval knew what she was talking about. He’d done it a few times when he needed to get a lot in one shot. But he hadn’t shown her how to do it. She just discovered it on her own.
He watched the screen on the case as his cousins caught sight of the combots and immediately set to posing and flexing. Like they might impress the human females on the other side into coming to Wav’aii for them.
“Fools,” Serval mumbled.
Sophie chuckled. “I think it’s cute.”
He turned his eyes onto her. “What was that?”
She caught his tone and looked at him. She giggled nervously. “No, I didn’t mean they were cute, I just meant that-ah!”
He grabbed her, yanking her up and over his shoulder as she squealed in laughter. He could hear a few of his cousins laughing, a few others calling out encouragement.
Confident, unconcerned, he carried his mate across the island, leaving the celebration behind. He had very graciously surrendered her for the duration of the night and through the day. He was officially at the end of his patience, however, and bore her away as she laughed.
A pinch on his butt, followed by her giggles, made him bring up his hand and swat her ass in turn. She squeaked, her hands clutching onto his flanks. It was such a cute sound, made more from surprise than pain. Still, he slid his hand under her new beads and began stroking her ass. Squeezing the soft, jiggling flesh as he imagined holding onto it while he fucked her.
