“You think? Why, consider me most pleased,” he speaks with an expression even he can barely place. It’s neither surprise nor complacency. “——— Shite, three times older than I am? And— oi, I’m no one’s ducky. A drink does sound good though, so forgive me for so eagerly acceptin’ your offer to get gracefully tipsy whilst listenin’ to the stories of your childhood nemesis, indeed.”
"If that’s all it takes to please you, this should be loads of fun." The fae dissolved into laughter then and shook her head a bit—a soft sigh surely following. "Somewhere in the ball park of 1,554—give or take a few years. I’ll have to remember to refrain from calling you that, but I have plenty of backups. Birthday boy, you’re going to have to tell me where you want to get this drink or I’m just going to plunk a bottle of Fae wine in front of you and see how you handle it."
Ben sucked and licked, his tongue journeying deep into the woman’s sopping sex. He was an expert at anatomy, as he knew all the sweetest spots to stop at on the way in; and damn sure he had stopped at all of them for quite a generous time.
She sank back against the bed, gripping fistfuls of sheets. Ellyn moaned a bit louder as his tongue delved deeper. Her thighs quivered more as he tasted her—devoured her, really. “Oh, gods…Unnhh!” The fae couldn’t help the slight rock of her hips as one hand came up to her own breast, fingers rolling her nipple as she inhaled.
"Hmm…Well, what about tomorrow night? It’ll give me a night to see if i can win Arzhur over to the idea. He’s always busy lately…Is it bad to say I’ve probably had worse?" The fae smiled and gave Emily a quick squeeze. "It is alright for me to bring Ari, isn’t it?"
Ben crawled up onto the bed, giving the woman some warm eyes as she spread her legs. “Perfect… You’re.. perfect.” Ben whispered as he laid down, his lower half laying off the bed whilst his hands latching onto her outer thighs and lifted them up a bit.
His lips met her womanhood with the intensity of a lightening bolt. His lips were soft and slow, first pressing tiny kisses to her clitoris before moving down and spreading her lips.
Ellyn couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip as he spoke, resisting the urge to close her legs again. The lust in his eyes mirrored her own and yet she thought she recognized something else. It made her smile then and blush again. “I disagree…But, thank you all the sa-ame!”
Her voice cracked as the electric contact from his lips made her shudder against the bed. Ellyn purred as he fixed his mouth on her and found herself peering down at him. “Mmmm…”
“Fair enough. Forgive me presumptuousness.
I— yeah. I can understand that, sort of. I’m… — Wow. You’re shittin’ me. You’re from that era? So you’re ‘bout double me age. Nice. Did you get to meet said King Arthur?”
"You’re forgiven. Though, I get this nagging feeling that it might happen quite a bit the more we interact." She gestured with her hand and grinned at him. The fae was anxious to see what sort of face he made next. Especially when she dropped a rather large bombshell on him. "You say that era like it’s a bad thing. And I’m not shitting you…I hate to tell you, your math is a bit off—multiply your age by three, ducky . Shall we have a drink for your birthday and I answer all your questions regarding my childhood nemesis?”
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Ben gently reached down an tugged her panties lower with the tip of his pointer finger until they were at his ankles. “How about you let me have a little taste first?” He purred into her lips.
Ellyn flushed then, even her ears were red as he slid her panties down. She was fully aware how much they initially resisted. After all, she had soaked through them and blamed it on his kisses. That purr made her shiver as she nodded and slipped them the rest of the way off. “Of course…Let me lay back first.” her hair fanned out beneath her as she did so, spreading her legs slowly for him and shivering. She hadn’t been this wet in a good while.
Ben shivered as he looked over the naked woman. She looked amazing and oh so tempting. Ben leant forward and kissed at her neck. “Let’s do it…” He groaned. “Right here, on my bed.” He urged, his hips gently moving back and forth as she stroked over him. Oh how soft her hands were against the veins of his manhood.
Ellyn tilted her head a bit from his kissing, humming for a moment as she considered his proposition. She’d be a fool to make him wait to long. but, she also liked dragging things out a bit. After all, this promised to be memorable and she wanted to savor all of it. The fae nodded and stilled her hand, fingers splayed on his hip. “Alright, Love…How, hmm?”
Ben lowered his hips as she tugged his boxers down. His erection sprang forward. It measured in at just over seven inches, but it was much thicker than any other she had seen before. Ben’s fingers rubbed excitedly over her nipple, and climbed up to tug her lacy red bra down to reveal them. He had the urge to press his lips to them.
Ellyn grinned before kissing along the column of his throat. The weight of his manhood in her hand was amazing. A slow, appraising glance and careful grip told her he was going to fill her completely. A trickle of heat slid along her spine and pooled at the center of her thighs. She flushed and rubbed the pad of her thumb just along the head of his prick.
She had to stop a bit when he tugged her bra down. The fae averaged at just over a handful for him at the heavy end of the C-cup size. Her breath hitched and she whimpered against his neck as he paused. Ellyn took the chance to unhook her bra completely and toss it way before returning to stroking him.
Ben licked his lips, staring at the woman with large eyes. “Yes… I suppose we are.” He whispered, reaching to take one of her hands. He leaned in and kissed her lips as he took it and gently guided It into his boxers.
He was thick. He was /very/ thick and appeared to be read for her.
She was smirking a bit as he stared at her. Ellyn was proud of the reaction she had earned from him. The fae followed his hand as her lips locked to his. Carefully, she felt the throbbing erection in his boxers. Her touch was gentle and light, nearly teasing as she stroked him through the fabric. Ellyn’s thighs clenched for a moment as her thumb swiped over the edge of his boxers—tempted to free his member for a good look.
"Mmm…"She purred against his mouth, her free hand on his and placing it on her chest—nipple hardening against his palm and jutting against that lace.
Ben grinned and tossed his shirt to the side. Apparently the retired man had time to visit the gym, because he was very built. He hummed a little tune as he unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop, revealing his tight boxers which featured quite the lump beneath them.
She grinned when his shirt came off, having a mental victory for what she fantasized he looked like. The zipper on his jeans was a bit louder than she counted on and she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth to keep from gaping at him. He was amazingly fit and instantly, her attraction to him resonated a bit deeper and warmer. Ellyn pushed herself upwards and reached out to stop him from going any further.
"Wait, now…Turnabout is fair play, love." She shifted to her knees and pressed a light kiss to his neck. The fae unzipped her dress and pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the side. Ellyn was purposefully giving him an eyeful of her in a delicate red lace lingerie set that mirrored the shade of her lipstick. "There, now we’re fairly even, wouldn’t you agree?"