Amo Tu (AsraXFemaleCharacter)

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Asra lied next to me, looking up into the sea of stars that surrounded us as his hand reassuringly rested on my thigh.

We had just left the cold cave to sleep outside in the dark beauty that warmed us.

Our soaked clothing hung on branches to dry, leaving us in our undergarments.

I reached up into the sky and connected each constellation Asra had taught me with my finger as he spun the flower between his fingers until it fluttered with magic.

He turned his head to face me and smiled.

"Look, I'm trying to cast my magic through it,"

I rolled over onto my stomach and propped myself up on my forearms.

I placed my index finger under the stem and it lit up fully, the petals spreading to revel the stigma as if it was sexually excited.

Asra placed his middle finger in the center of the flower, wiggling it around gently.

The colors in the petals pulsed.

He plunged his ring finger into it now and thrusted his digits in and out.

I watched his expert hands, hands that I wished caressed my womanhood like that.

He continued fingering the flower, my face became heated.

He looked up at me through his thick white eyelashes, a certain sexual tension in his stare.

There, I understood the sexuality of his being.

Something I never thought that he had in him.

He's so innocent.

I bit at my lip. 

The flower continued to pulsate until giving into itself, it's petals retracting then suddenly jutting out as if it had orgasmed.

He took his fingers out of the flower, a milky and glittery substance coated each finger.

Asra watched the fluid sparkle as it dripped halfway down his forearm.

He lapped up the essence up his arm and then placed his ring finger into his mouth.

He hummed and slid his middle finger between my lips.

It tasted good, a good I've never tasted before.

Like earthy but sugary candy.

"Good, right?" Asra asked me.

I looked deep into his eyes as I sucked his finger.

Asra planted his hand on my cheek, running his fingers down my jawline and to my chin.

His thumb brushed over my bottom lip a few times before he playfully pulled me onto him.

I crawled over him, craning my head down and kissing his cheek.

He smiled and pulled me into an embrace on top of him.

"We should get some rest. We're gonna need it for when we leave Vesuvia."

I nodded. "That's fine. Where are we going?"

"An old town I used to go visit. Beautiful sunset and sunrise. Festivals and parties every day. It's called Nopal." He said as he brushed a hair behind my ear.

I've never heard of Nopal, much less been there.

But the gleam in Asra's eye tells me otherwise.

I buried my face in his neck, holding him tighter.