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I came out of the bathroom and he wasn’t in the room. A new tray was on the bed, the pot of mint tea steaming, along with two plates of fig cookies, puffed pastries, and candied violets. I went to investigate to see if he was on the balcony and there he was. If I had picked up a saucer and cup, I would have dropped it at the sight of him.

Those spindly legs went on for absolutely ever, melting into a pair of black stiletto heels he’d pilfered after my sister left them in the courtyard. He’s bent over at the waist, jutting out that small ass I enjoyed so much while he keened out underneath me. His back rolls like a sandbar on the seafloor. The masculine way his arms bulge with muscle contrasting with delicate ankles and such sexy footwear shortens my breath.

I pad over to him, not caring at all if my feet get dusty, and rub his buttocks. He motions to stand up but I keep him bent over and part his thighs with my hands. Even with his heels on, I’m tall enough to mount him and in one motion I’m inside him again, his ass still wet and lubricated from our last session. He starts to protest as I stretch his sore ring of muscle but I shush him. There are people milling in the courtyard below, so he’ll have to be quiet if no one is to hear us.

When our testicles are pressed together, I allow him a moment to adjust before I start up again while gripping his hips. I set a slow steady pace, in no great hurry to cum. He remains silent, squeezing the balcony to steady us as I thrust. It takes perhaps 15 minutes or so for my orgasm to build and then it washes it over me like spilled tea in the lap. I rest my cheek on his spine and roll my hips, ejaculating into his body. His breathing is ragged and he gasps when I pull out of him with a ‘pop’. My seed drips out of him and onto the back of the shoe. I walk backward a few steps and examine the scene I created. “Gods, you are beautiful.” I murmur. I make him stand like that, freshly used and leaking, while I drink my tea. It’s only when the bottom of the cup is visible that I allow him to go wash.


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