“Hello, Ren. Good to see you,” I say, lifting my hand toward Maisie in greeting.
“You too. It’s nice to have everyone back again.”
“The same thought just passed through my mind too.”
After a minute of companionable silence passes, Ren asks, “Do you think Shinsu would’ve baked his famous focaccia?”
“Surely. Do you think there will be ale?”
“I hope.”
As we make more small talk, I take great care to keep my thoughts present in the conversation and far away from Audrey, lest Ren’s incubus senses register the effect she has on me. It’s not that I’m embarrassed about how I feel. I’d simply prefer not to open my personal relationships up for any kind of scrutiny from anyone.
Seemingly unaware of the valiant effort, Ren asks, “Has Audrey started her new project yet?” At my confused look, he explains hesitantly, “Oh, uhm… Maisie mentioned something about Audrey being bored and looking for ways to fill her time while she’s in Starry Hill.”
I bristle at the thought of Audrey not being happy here. “She hasn’t mentioned a project to me.”
“Oh, okay. Sorry.” Ren lifts a hand to scratch at the back of his neck and I instantly feel bad for my tone.
Wanting to put him at ease again, I ask, “Do you have any suggestions that I can pass along to her?”
Ren’s shoulders relax again. “I think I’m the wrong creature to ask. I can spend hours at my computer without moving. Maisie sometimes has to remind me to eat.” Ren’s eyes widen at his own confession and something tells me that he doesn’t purely mean food.
Completely unbidden, my mind drifts toward the taste and feel of Audrey’s cunt as she climaxed on my tongue, of my face buried between her thighs for hours while I licked and sucked until she was sated and boneless. The desire to do precisely that again when I get home tonight burns through me, my cock hardening as images of her naked and dripping for me flash through my head.
Ren doesn’t say anything as he darts a covert glance at me. Only then do I register what he’s most likely detecting in my body.
Even though I tried my best to keep my thoughts away from Audrey, I didn’t manage to last long before she was front and center in my brain again.
Ren and I fall into a strained silence as we pass through the last few hills and reach Shinsu’s home.
Before we’re able to knock on the already open door, Eleanor gets up from the table and greets us with a welcoming smile. “Arran, Ren. So good to see you two. Please come in.”
“Thank you for hosting again,” Ren says shyly, his hands fisted into the pockets of his black hoodie as he comes to a halt right inside the door.
“Aye,” I grunt, stepping up next to Ren. “It’s good to be back. Thank you for opening your home once again, Eleanor, Shinsu.”
“Please call me Nori. All my friends do,” she says as she lays a hand on my arm.
“Nori,” I reply with a nod.
Shinsu looks up from his spot in the kitchen. “What happened?”
“What do you mean?” I ask, stepping away from Nori in case I did something untoward.
“Did you two argue?” Shinsu asks, pointing between me and Ren.
“No,” Ren and I answer at the same time.
Neither of us are confrontational beings, so arguing is not something one would attribute to either of us. However, I am aware that Ren and I can both be a little socially awkward at times, something Shinsu is most likely picking up on.
Tilting his head to the side, Shinsu studies us. “Something feels odd.”
“Shinsu,” Nori admonishes lightly, love apparent in her voice as she approaches her partner.
The dragon puts down everything in his hands and welcomes Nori into his embrace. “Too direct?”
“Maybe a little,” Nori whispers back, her palm cupping Shinsu’s jaw.
