“Nice to know.” Emiliano winked again.
“Before you agree, Millie should disclose size and circumference.”
“I’m about nine inches uncut.” Emiliano cleared his throat, letting the pause break the tension before revealing the rest. “And roughly four and a half inches thick.”
“Well, fuck me,” Milo said with a slack jaw.
“I mean, if you’ve had a change of heart.” Emiliano chuckled.
“Nope. I’m good topping.” Milo stretched his mouth momentarily, wondering if he could even fit the enchanter orally.
I wondered the very same.
“Is that all right with you?” Emiliano asked.
I nodded.
“You know what they say.” Emiliano smirked. “Everything’s bigger in Texas.”
“Not true, I assure you,” Vanessa said, briefly reminiscing over a handful of their more underwhelming polyamorous trysts.
“Totally true,” Emiliano mouthed.
“Go ahead and fill out what you’d absolutely like to do, what you’re open to trying, and what you are not willing to do.” Vanessa slid a few of the forms over, including the NDA neatly tucked between a few pages. “This ensures privacy for all parties. It’s especially important for our Global Guild men. The organization is still a bit more conservative than I care for, so images are important, sadly.”
“Oh, he’s right there with us.” Emiliano nodded toward me.
“I’m not.” I shook my head. “More of a glorified consultant telepath tracker guy.”
“You keep using your brain to search the whole world, and they’ll definitely make you a full-fledged member.”
“For sure,” Vanessa said, half-focused on her forms. “Makes me grateful my psychic energy isn’t that massive.”
I grimaced at the idea of actually working full-time for the Global Guild. It was already a headache enough clocking into Cerberus.
Ignoring the commentary, I went to work reading over the non-disclosure and safe sex policy Vanessa and Emiliano abided by when inviting others into their bed. Well, our bed on this particular occasion. Apparently, there was a raw ride clause that required a confirmed test panel and the obvious waiting period for results. Safe play it was. I ticked the box.
They had a lot of options listed, such as kissing, oral, vaginal, anal, rimming, slapping, spit, rough play, choking, cuddling, and easily a hundred other things. Plus, there was a write-in section for anything not already listed. It was hard to believe there could be more sex play available. They seemed to have everything covered.
Anything not check-marked was considered off the table; however, there was a second section of absolute nos or triggering play that wouldn’t be allowed. I filled out the vaginal sex and anything with Vanessa. Well, I left kissing there. I could manage that if she wanted.
“She is all yours,” I thought to Milo as he filled out his form.
“Oky doky.” He grinned. “But be aware you are sharing your partner.”
I chuckled. “You wanna ride the cowboy?”
“Nope, I wanna make that pony giddy up.”
I snorted.
Vanessa and Emiliano eyed me, then each other. After a brief pause, Vanessa turned to me.
“We’re not opposed to magic in the bedroom,” she said. “In fact, it can add such a spectacular spark. That said, communication is key to a good night.”
“If you are uncomfortable saying anything in front of us, that’s completely valid,” Emiliano added. “But it’s an indication that this might not be for you two.”
“Oh, the telepathy thing,” I replied. “Sorry, it’s just a habit to link to Milo. It’s usually because I have something snarky to say. Not that I had snarky stuff about you two. It was sexual stuff. All good sexual. Like the best.”
