I flicked my finger at his thigh, administering a very mild reprimand for the words. “You might be surprised what sort of things he’d agree to. Don’t dismiss it until we’ve asked.”
I stroked a line up his thigh again, this time going all the way to his groin. I ran my finger up the underside of his cock, from the base all the way to the tip. “How does that feel?”
“Not bad.”
“What about this?” I slid my hand lower to cup his balls. He flinched, and I moved my hand back up in a hurry. “Sorry,” I said. “If you’d rather I didn’t do that, it’s fine.”
Jai sighed and stared at the ceiling for a moment. “They used to… They made me put my balls in things. Hot water. Ice. Sometimes they…” He didn’t finish the sentence.
“What for?” I asked, then quickly shook my head. “No, never mind. I probably don’t want to know.” I’d never had to do that as a part of my own training, and I couldn’t quite fathom what purpose it would have. “Can I put my mouth on your cock?” I asked instead. “I won’t use my teeth at all. Just lips and tongue.”
He nodded, so I leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth. He was still mostly soft, so I went slowly, just lapping at the end, sucking him lightly. Over the course of several minutes, I could feel him growing harder. Not just harder, but larger. It wasn’t long before I could no longer fit all of him in my mouth, and soon after that, I could only get my mouth a little bit past the head. I pulled back to see just how large he was… and made a faint noise of surprise. I looked up athim, a smirk on my lips. “That’s impressive,” I said. But my good humour faded in an instant as he rolled his eyes and his mouth tightened.
“Yeah, whatever.”
Apparently I’d hit another nerve. I took another look at him, more objectively this time, and it was immediately obvious why he’d been pushed to become an erotic companion. Combine the size of his cock with the hard muscles that came with being a combat specialist, and I could easily imagine some ignorant and selfish would-be master looking him over and deciding that he wanted him as a sexual plaything, rather than just as a soldier. To a certain extent, my own intended master had been the same. She hadn’t had me trained in any particular sexual skills, but I’d learned through a farcical court case with the Eumadians that she’d been as obsessed with my physical appearance as with my combat skills.
From Jai’s comment, I made the assumption that his trainers had also placed unwelcome emphasis on his size, so I resolved to not comment on it again – and to also tell my master that it might be best to avoid mentioning it. “Do you want me to keep going?” I asked Jai. Perhaps I’d just annoyed him to the point of quitting.
“Yes, keep going,” he said, spreading his legs and thrusting his hips forward a fraction. “Please.”
I went back to work, being more vigorous now. I sucked him further into my mouth, rubbing my tongue along the underside, and then I wrapped my hand around the base, providing extra stimulation. “Oh, stars,” he muttered at one point, and I saw his hand grip the duvet beside him.
“Mm hmm,” I hummed encouragingly, not wanting to stop to remind him that he was allowed to come. He would be aware of that already, I was sure.
“Oh, stars, Kade…” My eyes widened as he said my name. I’d always gotten a thrill when my master said it, in that raw, husky tone, and I felt my cock throb. I’d already been hard, genuinely enjoying the task of sucking Jai, but the urgency of my desire ratchetted up a couple of notches. My mind suddenly supplied an image of my master, watching us while we pleasured each other, and it was an effort to not come right then and there.
Focusing instead on my task, I bobbed my head up and down, stroking the inside of Jai’s thigh lightly. His scales were a slightly darker blue here, and his leg trembled under my touch. That was the only warning I got before I felt him spurt warm fluid into my mouth. I swallowed it easily, that having been a part of my training – and of the training of every dimari. But at the same time, I made a mental note to tell Jai that he didn’t have to swallow, if he didn’t want to. My master didn’t like me coming in his mouth, and given Jai’s past, I decided that was a reasonable expectation for him, as well.
I continued sucking him lightly until he sighed and relaxed, then I let him slip from my mouth. I peered up at him, hopeful, but also wary. “How was that?” I asked. “Did I do anything you didn’t like? I can try something different next time, if…”
“That was wonderful,” he said, his eyes half closed, his weight supported on his arm behind him. “I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”
I smiled. “That’s far more like what you’ll experience here than anything that happened during your training.” I rose to my feet, wincing slightly as my thigh complained in the process, then sat on the bed beside him, waiting for him to recover. I idly stroked my own cock as I waited. It wasn’t designed to prompt him into action. I was entirely comfortable with my own nudity, and my own sexual desires, and even if Jai decided not to return the favour, I was perfectly happy to jerk myself off instead. All I was hoping for from the small demonstration was that he’dlearn to be comfortable with this sort of thing. There would never be any pressure on him, either from myself or my master, regardless of the presence of nudity or erections.
Eventually, Jai turned and glanced down at my cock. “Perhaps you should lie back on the bed,” he suggested. A suggestion, not a request. Even with me, he wasn’t confident about stating his desires. Or, potentially, his limitations.
I slid around him, propping two pillows against the headboard, then settled back. “How’s this?” I asked, with a sultry smile.
“Perfect,” he said, with a nod, but no particular enthusiasm.
“You don’t have to do this,” I said, worried I was going to start annoying him with the reminders.
“I want to see how it goes,” he said, and that made me glad I’d already done this for him. Otherwise, perhaps he would have seen it as payment for my attentions.
My cock had lost only a little of its hardness while I’d been waiting. Jai reached for me… then pulled back, adjusting his stance. He kneeled up on the bed, arching his back… then he abruptly sat down on his heels again. “What do you…? I was taught… I don’t really…”
“I don’t understand the problem,” I told him honestly. “What were you taught in particular?”
He sighed. “To put on a show. To be seductive. To be a temptation. I tried that with our master in the shower that first day, but he seemed to hate it. I don’t know what he wants.”
“Ah, I see,” I said. “I was taught much the same thing. To do a strip tease, or to pretend to be enjoying it more than I actually was. They never took it too far with me, but I can see how that would be a problem. Aiden will never expect you to be anything other than honest. If you’re not enjoying something, he has a knack for figuring that out.”
Jai levelled a stern look at me. “Are you saying he’s never made you do anything that you didn’t enjoy? That you’ve never pretended to like it more than you really did?”
I thought back over our relationship… and tried to smother a laugh. “Early on in our relationship, I was more eager than he was. If anything, I was the one prodding him into action. And since we’ve learned to understand each other, no, he’s never pushed an idea if he knew I didn’t like it. We’ve tried out a few different things. Some of them worked, some of them didn’t, but I’ve never had to pretend with him.”
The warm affection in my voice was obvious. “You love him,” Jai said, with a faint smile. “Don’t you?”
