"You wish to be exclusive huh? You hardly know me." He pulled away slightly with a huff.
“I did not say that!” I replied a little too defensively, driven by both, my embarrassment and the fact that he pulled back, leaving me in that state.
“But you push toward this arrangement.”
I shook my head. “I don’t know what I want because I hardly know you.” I slumped back. “But I don’t want servants just walking in like it’s not an issue to see me in compromising positions. They can knock. And no. I do not want to hear about or hear or see you with anyone else while I am here. If I stay though? If I stay with you? I only do exclusive. I don’t need the drama that comes with all the rest. Then you can go back to screwing everything that moves in your kingdom once I’m gone. Does that sound good? Is that what you want?”
In one swift movement he was so close his breath was on my cheeks. "I want you to cum for me, honestly." His deep voice dripped with desire. "We can get to know each other, though. I want to get to know you. I don’t know why, but I cannot help myself. I am in no rush to take anyone else while you are here. You satisfy me just fine." He rubbed my warmth, his attention clearly focused.
“Cum. Then eat.” I eyed the food the woman brought. “And water. I need water soon.” I licked my dry lips. A part of me was thrilled about him not taking another. Like I had advanced to the next level of the game. “And yes... get to know each other. That sounds good.” I ran my fingers through his hair again, pulling him back to me with my hands on his cheeks.
He leaned into my palm for a short while, eyes closed, before kneeling back down to pleasure me. I blushed and stroked his hair as my body shivered in delight with every swipe of his tongue. And after what seems like hours, he pulled away, leaving me breathless, ravished and famished but completely satiated.
He pulled away happily and stood up. "Want to see if the food is what you desire? I can have them prepare something else if you wish. Something fresh."
I watched him as he stepped over to one of the chairs in front of the fireplace. “It looks delicious. Thank you.” I adjusted, searching for water.
"I could have them bring you wine if you prefer." He watched me happily.
I spotted the water and poured myself a glass. Taking a sip, I pulled the platter of fruit over to me. “No. Thank you. This is perfect.” I leaned forward toward him. “What do you do other than drink blood and fuck all the women?”
He smiled, shaking his head. "Despite what you think, I don’t fuck all the women. But I read. I train warriors. I go and start wars… and finish them. So on and so forth."
I set my water down and tilted my head. “Reading is good. But hobbies? I mean, fighting wars and such is cool and all, but what about in your spare time? Do you not have something you do in your down time? Or do you just sit and brood?”
He shrugged. "I travel? I don't know. I’ve been alive for so long that everything starts feeling like a time filler."
Slowly, I rose from my place on the dresser and made my way over to him. Standing there, I wasn’t sure if I should sit on his lap or on the floor. So, I chose the arm of his chair. “No woodwork, building, riding horses or odd machines or making clocks or watches or cooking or anything? Just war, reading, traveling and fucking?”
He pulled me onto his lap. "Well food does nothing for me, so I don't cook or eat the food. I haven't made something with my hands in so long I wouldn’t know what to make. Horses sometimes. But I tend to only ride when I’m traveling with a large load. And even then, the horse carry the items and I walk. But what is a watch?" He eyed me curiously.
“Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Of course you don’t cook. And I didn’t know if you have horses here or not. But a watch is a thing you wear around your wrist that shows the time.” I adjusted to get comfortable, wrapping my arm around his shoulder. “Well, if I stick around, maybe we can find out what you like to do.”
“We do not have watches.” He let me get situated, holding me up with his arm behind my back, his other hand resting on my leg. "Maybe we can. Would you like that? Staying here with me, I mean."
I, completely taken by surprise by his offer, looked at him and thought for a moment. I was torn. Something about him pulled to me, like a magnet, but the other part of me longed for my own home. My own planet. “Stay? Well? You can’t be any surer you want me to stay than I know if I want to. But…” I kissed his cheek. “I like what we have thus far. So, I’m considering it. But that’s all for now… considering things.”
“Then we both are considering… things.”
I let my fingers glide down his chest. “Are you married? Or have you ever been? Kids? I guess if I’m considering sticking around for a while, maybe I should know
