Having cleaned up her mouth Lyris looks up at Nolan her hair is in complete disarray as she smiles.
"That should be-" her voice came out rough, so she coughed into her fist. "That should be sufficient for a down payment on my debt wouldn't you say?" She eyed Nolan.
'Down payment…did she just call swallowing my cum a down payment…Thank you god for the gifts you give to your strongest warriors.'
Nolan lay back on the ground as he stared straight up at the chambers ceiling wondering what exactly just happened.
'I can't believe I just lost my virginity to an Alien Babe…Especailly one that is such a freak.' Sneaking a peek he looks at Lyris who is trying her best to reassemble herself as she is trying to smooth out her hair so she could put it back into a bun.
However since her hands are in her hair Nolan has a full view of her breast which are left bare. Her pink nips looking like a delicious meal, one that Nolan would love to get a taste of.
And like a fool he starts to drool a little from his mouth as his cock also grows in tangent with his perverent thoughts.
"Oh it seems someone wants to go for round 2." Lyris, seeming not expecting Nolan to be up for another round licks her lips as she eyes Nolan.
"Looks it's not what it looks like I just happen to look at-"
"Relax Nolan, you're acting like you've never been with a…Nolan, are you a virgin?" Lyris comes to the sudden realization that Nolan might be a…
"Umm…You might have been my first I've you know like stuck it in but i've had girlfriends before and we've done something just never the whole way…"
Nolan looked away from Lyris, too embarrassed to meet her eyes.
Lyris, seeing him so shy and realizing she had been his first knew she needed to fix how she'd been acting.
She crawled across the cavern floor and got up close and personal with him, her chest hovering just above his. Nolan, still looking away, was red in the face.
'God, she probably thinks I'm such a loser now. Goddamn it, Nolan, why did you have to tell her the truth? You could've just lied.'
"Nolan," Lyris said softly, tilting her head the way girls do when they see something cute. "You should've told me. I would have been gentler."
"Well, there wasn't really a lot of time to say that, you know? One second, we were falling from the top of the cavern, and the next you were, umm, you know, on top of me and—"
Lyris's expression shifted. She realized that she had basically just thrown herself on Nolan without taking into consideration what he might have wanted.
"I'm sorry, Nolan. I should have been better." She lowered her eyes. "I'm used to how men act back on Aurelis. I should have known our customs are different."
"No, no, you're fine. I'm fine with it, trust me." Nolan sat up onto his elbows, suddenly more concerned with comforting her than with his own embarrassment. "Any man would love to be in my situation. Just look at your debt if I hadn't wanted this to happen, it would have never gone away. I just wasn't ready for the question about me being a virgin, that's all."
Lyris studied him for a long moment, her eyes searching his face for any sign that he might be lying. She found no such thing. The only thing she saw was Nolan's worry-knotted face trying its best to make her feel better.
"I don't deserve such a cute and honest boy like you."
She brought her lips down onto his, kissing him slow and loving.
'Wait, what?'
Not expecting the soft press of her lips and tongue, Nolan was caught off guard but only for a second. He took it in stride and kissed her back, not about to miss his chance.
"Mmh."
He sucked gently on her lower lip. The taste of her was sweet, almost like strawberries, and it caught him completely off guard.
'Why does she taste like that? Is that a Celestial thing? Do Celestials just taste like fruit? I have so many questions and none of them are appropriate to ask right now.'
Lyris hummed against his mouth, pleased with the response, and pressed herself a little closer. Her bare chest brushed against his, the warmth of her skin sliding along his in a way that made his thoughts scatter like leaves in a strong wind. One of her hands found his hair, her fingers sliding through the brown strands at the back of his head, and she tilted his face up just a little more so she could deepen the kiss.
Her tongue slipped past his lips.
The kiss stretched on. Slow. Caring. Nothing like the hungry, frantic energy from before this was something else entirely. She kissed him like she wanted to enjoy him, like she was savoring the taste of him, taking her time the way, someone does with a meal they've been looking forward to. Her lips moved against his with a quiet, unhurried patience that he hadn't realized she was capable of.
When she finally pulled back, a thin line of saliva still connected their lips for a moment before it broke.
She looked down at him, her golden hair falling like a curtain on either side of his face, and murmured, "Was that gentler?"
"Lyris, I'm going to be honest with you. I forgot my own name ten minutes ago."
She laughed soft and warm against his mouth.
"Well then," she said, her smile curving into something a little more mischievous, "what else can I do for you, Sovereign?"
"Anything?"
"Anything."
Gulp.
'Nolan, this is your chance. You can do the thing you've always dreamed of.'
On Nolan's shoulder, the little devil version of himself appeared, grinning ear to ear and shaking Nolan's head, trying to get him to listen.
'No, I can't, Mr. Devil Man. I can't. I should stick to something simple like missionary, right, Mr. Angel?' Nolan turned hopefully to the angel on his other shoulder.
'Do what the devil says, Nolan.'
'…What?'
'Trust me on this one.'
'You're the angel! You're supposed to be the responsible one!'
'Nolan. Look at her. LOOK at her. I am an angel and even I have limits.'
"Umm." Nolan swallowed hard, his face going a deeper shade of red than it had been all chapter. "Then — then can I do you from behind while you — while you stand up against the pedestal and ask me to fuck you? The white one. Like — bent over it."
The words came out in one rushed, embarrassed string, and the moment they were out of his mouth he wanted to crawl into the cavern wall and live there for the rest of his life.
'I want to die. I want to crawl into a hole and die. Why did I say that out loud. Why did I say all of that out loud.'
'I should have just asked for missionary. I should never have listen to those two.'
He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable rejection.
But the rejection didn't come.
Instead, Lyris's whole face went red, a deep, vivid red that climbed all the way from her chest up her neck to the tips of her ears and she looked away from him, her golden hair falling forward to half-hide her expression.
"...sure," she muttered. So quietly he almost missed it.
Nolan's brain rebooted.
'Sure?'
'She said sure?'
'SHE SAID SURE.'
On his shoulders, both the devil version and the angel version of himself burst into simultaneous celebration. The devil was throwing his tiny pitchfork in the air. The angel was doing some kind of small triumphant dance on his halo.
'WE DID IT!' the devil screamed.
'WE DID IT!' the angel agreed.
'I told you to trust me!'
'I told YOU to trust HIM!'
'SHUT UP, both of you, she's getting up—'