Little less than a minute passed.
"What's your name?" Jason asked after a silence had settled.
"Camelia…" The Cat answered after a moment.
She had laid a kiss on the tip of Jason's cock, and frozen since, staring at it dumbly.
"You said you were forced to watch the others, but I guess you didn't watch enough." Jason teased. "Should I show you how this is supposed to go?"
"D-Don't get it twisted!" Camelia suddenly shouted. "This…" She gulped. "This isn't some lovey-dovey procreation! I'm here… I'm here to…" Camelia repeated, as if building up the courage and strength necessary. "I'm here to assault you!"
Jason closed his eyes and pressed his lips together.
'Yes, please.' He thought while trying not to laugh.
The Catgirl had turned red as a tomato, and it was more than obvious she did not know what to do exactly. Uncertainty shrouded her face and each of her movements.
"So I should just… Leave you to it?"
"Yes! Just shut up and let me… Let me…" Her gaze went back to the twitching cock, still not excited enough to fully rise, grow, and harden.
'Pretty cute how she thinks that she's actually doing something here.' Jason thought.
He pursed his lips for a moment.
"You'll have to kiss it some more, suck it, and put all of it in your mouth if you want something to happen."
"I-I know that!" Camelia stuttered. 'All of it in my mouth…? That's impossible, it would reach even… Beyond my throat…' The idea scared her initially, but the more she imagined his cock pushing against her lips, tongue, and throat on its way in, the more excited she started to feel.
Camelia gulped and decided to take it slow instead.
"Ah…" Jason sighed as he relaxed into his seat.
Quick, gentle pecks were deposited upon the head and shaft, while he reached for the roasted fowl and cut off a thigh.
Camelia stopped for a moment and stared at Jason as he took his first bite.
"You don't mind, do you?"
Her eyes said that she did.
"N-No, why would I?" She retorted. "I told you that I don't care what you do."
Jason enjoyed the roasted meat while his meat was kissed repeatedly.
Both were highly enjoyable, but having both at the same time made the experience heavenly.
After a bit, Jason decided to leave it to Camelia.
'She'll figure it out,' He thought while cutting up another piece for himself. 'In the meantime…'
Being serviced under the table while conducting business had always been something that Jason wanted to experience.
'System, that information.'
[You are currently in Urd'Amazonia, a World in which the females of most Species are more powerful than their male counterparts.]
[The females are more physically dominant and are also more gifted when it comes to the use of Magic.]
[This has led to social and mating habits that vary from Species to Species, Location to Location, and Tribe to Tribe.]
[In certain Species, the males are seen as currency or objects.]
[In others, they are sometimes not even allowed to live.]
[The World of Urd'Amazonia is what is known as a "Female-Dominated" World.]
'And you decide to throw a dude into it?' Jason chuckled internally. 'Well, for now, this doesn't seem too bad for me.'
He had a whole tent for himself, a small army, and someone servicing him under the table.
'It explains a couple of things.' Jason nodded to himself. 'Since this world has Beastkin, or Demi-Humans, I assume it has Humans as well?'
[That is correct.]
'A society where girls dominate… I'd like to see that.' Jason smirked.
He was in no hurry to see Humans again, and he did not discriminate when it came to beauty.
Still, the thought of a city full of tall, curvy, and beautiful girls was something he wanted to see at one point or another.
"Ah…" Jason sighed with satisfaction as he was done with the first plate.
He had devoured the whole roasted bird, roughly the size of a turkey. Unfortunately, the Ogres had been thoughtful enough to take out the Monster Core before serving the meal.
Of course, it wouldn't have been much of a Core anyway.
'Oho.' Jason thought as he pulled the first plate of fruits closer.
It was as if Camelia had decided to shift gears just as Jason switched plates.
He felt a shiver as her wet tongue flicked the tip of his cock repeatedly and, the more fruit he ate, the further her tongue traveled, spreading shiny saliva along the length.
'Just what…' Camelia gulped as the cock grew before her eyes. 'How am I supposed to…?'
With every passing moment, she thought that the cock would stop growing, but it didn't.
What had, at first, reached her lips was now reaching beyond her head, and rising enough to come into contact with the underside of the table.
'...'
The thought of putting everything in her mouth scared Camelia. But, for some reason, she felt bad letting it touch the wooden table, so she took his cock into her hands.
"Is… Is this…" She stuttered with a gulp. "Is this good?" Camelia asked.
"Hm?" Jason was surprised to be asked, since she had planned to assault him.
"Am I…" Her hands curled around his shaft and slowly moved up and down, slipping thanks to the saliva she had so carefully applied earlier. "Squeezing it too much?"
Jason couldn't help but crack a smile at that.
"No," He answered. "You're doing it perfectly."
The blushing Camelia stared for a moment, gulped, and brought her gaze back to the massive cock she was stroking.
"I'm starting…" She whispered and bit her lower lip. "I'm starting to…"
The tail behind her was swaying like crazy, and her legs were starting to shake.
Hot, steamy breath fell on the tip of his cock while she stroked the length.
"Keep going." He said, relaxing further into his seat while the Catgirl servicing him under the table went into heat.