Rowan seems to be quite clingy on the way home. That doesn’t change when we go to bed. It’s a large bed, and yet Rowan is lying directly next to me. I turn my head towards him to ask what’s on his mind. Suddenly, he presses his lips against mine. It’s my first kiss! Granted, it’s nothing special given we’re betrothed. But I wasn’t expecting this to happen now! I oblige Rowan’s advances and kiss him, too. As I haven’t experienced other kisses before, I can only assume it’s a passionate kiss from its intensity. While kissing, Rowan throws off the blankets and grabs my shirt with his hands.
“Rowan, isn’t this too early for this?” I ask.
Instead of answering, Rowan continues kissing me while taking off my shirt. I guess there’s no stopping him if he’s like this… Well, I might as well just make it as enjoyable as possible. I take off his shirt and caress is body. He’s quite muscular, I’m somewhat envious. I try playing around with his nipples. He doesn’t show any reaction to it, so I caress his ears. I remember him saying he likes it. Rowan purrs and starts playing around with my chest. The sensation of him touching my nipples excites me.
We take off our pants. In the blue dim light of the night, I can discern our erecting members. Rowan takes my rod and starts working it slowly. I can feel my dick growing even more while continue caressing his ears. My dick is rock hard now. Rowan lets go of it. Wondering what he is up to next, I see him standing up.
Wait, is he actually… Facing me, he slowly sits down and takes my hard member up his butt. After it’s completely in, he starts moving his hip. He’s tight, and him moving stimulates my whole rod at once. If it continues like this, I’m going to… Rowan moves again and I come inside him. This doesn’t compare to simply masturbating… Breathing heavily, I feel something sticky on my stomach. So he has come as well.
“Aster, erm, why am I riding you?” Rowan asks as he slowly stands up.
“That’s what I want to know!” I answer, “are you alright?”
“I think I’m fine. I’m sorry, I don’t even know what happened.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve been enjoying this. Let’s say since returning from the pub, you were quite passionate. Anyway, let’s take a shower.”
We move from the bedroom to the shower in the shuttle to clean ourselves. I take the audio system that I clipped to my collar with us.
“Could it have been the mead?” I ask.
“No, I don’t think so. I’ve drunk more before and didn’t end up like that.”
“Let’s just hope it doesn’t happen again, at least not tonight.”
After the shower, we get back to bed. This time, nothing happens.