A soft chuckle erupts in my throat as the silver-haired male nuzzles the sensitive spot behind my ear. Following the cleanup of the aftermath of our intense session, we opted to just lay in bed with one another, completely naked. With my head comfortably resting on his bare shoulder, I find myself chuckling even more. I gently push Logan's face away from me, "Stop, it tickles!"
Humming, the hunter pulls me further into his embrace, our legs interlaced. "You know—", he starts, "—I'm wondering something."
"Yeah? What is it?", I ask, lifting my head to lock eyes with him, only to discover his unwavering focus on the pink dildo perched on the nightstand. A rush of embarrassment colors my cheeks, prompting my swift retreat from his embrace as I stuff the awkward item back into the drawer. While I won't deny that this was the best sex I had, I'm not prepared to answer any question regarding the toy or delve into my history with it.
Concealing the rubber phallus within the drawer, I feel a subtle movement behind me as the male repositions himself and envelops my torso with his arms. His lips make contact with the back of my shoulder, prompting my eyelashes to flutter closed. I lean my head back against him, granting him access to my neck. He sprays kisses across my flesh before pecking my cheek and unveiling his thoughts, "I've been wondering about your sexuality and its dynamics. How would you entertain intimate relations with a woman while being the bottom?"
Arching my brow at his inquiry, I turn my head to face him once more. "Who said I'm a bottom?", I counter with a question of my own. The male blinks for a moment, then narrows his eyes, directing his gaze to the nightstand, where evidence of my enjoyment in receiving anal is stored.
A deeper hue tints my cheeks, and I hastily wave my hands in front of his face, attempting to redirect his gaze towards me, "Don't look at that! I swear I've always been, and still am, a top."
As Logan returns his eyes to me, casting an unconvinced look, I quickly add to strengthen my claim, "In fact, I've hooked up with a female human before. I've also had a few crushes here and there while growing up. Never for a guy, I admit, but if I had, and it turned into something serious, regardless of their gender, they would've been on the receiving end."
With that, I gesture dismissively, revealing, "You were my bi-awakening call. And it's only you with whom I chose to concede. That dildo served as a way for me to ease into my newfound role."
The hunter furrows brows as he processes the information I've presented to him. "So you're practically going out of your way to be a bottom...just for me?", he seeks confirmation, which I provide with a nod. However, this only deepens the crease on his forehead. "Why? Why would you let me top you?"
I watch him for a moment, surprised by his question. Isn't it obvious? It became obvious to me the moment I started entertaining the idea of engaging in sexual interactions with him. In a nonchalant tone, I respond, "Because I was aware you wouldn't be comfortable with the alternative. One of us had to bend over for the other, and you wouldn't accept being it."
Logan averts his gaze, visibly mulling over my answer. Then, in a low voice, he asks, "Did you want me to bend over for you? Did you ever think of fucking me?" His words catch me off guard, but as I begin to part my lips to answer, the doorbell rings loudly, diverting our attention toward its abrupt intrusion.
"Are you expecting someone?", I inquire while both of us scramble off the bed and retrieve our scattered clothes from the floor.
"No.", Logan replies, prompting me to furrow my brows. I quickly slip into my shirt and pants before jogging down the stairs. Making my way to the front door, I swing it open to reveal a blonde human female. My eyes widen in recognition and a broad smile illuminates my face.
