Chapter 12

Julie

As soon as lunch was over Orsu took me back outside the mountain and led me to what looked like a wide barrel sitting on a strong wooden base.

"What's this?" I turned to Orsu who was carrying two large baskets with the leftover berries we hadn't dried out earlier.

"This is something Drovo made for me to extract berry juice. Before I had to do it in small batches by hand, but now I can do it in large batches by foot."

"By foot?"

"Uh huh, you'll see. I'm going to have you help me." He gave me a sly grin that told me he was up to no good.

He poured the berries into a barrel that was twice as wide as him, which was saying something since Orsu was not only a tall male but a wide one as well.

Then he led me to a stream that was a short distance away.

"The first thing we have to do is wash our feet." Orsu had me sit on the grass as he unlaced my sandals one foot at a time. "You can't crush berries with dirty feet," he added with another mischievous smile.

I was about to ask him more questions but stopped short when he got on his knees before me and began to work my feet with his strong, talented hands.

He worked me from heel to my toe and slowly made his way up my calf. I wondered if he'd keep making his way up my leg when he switched to my other foot.

He took his time as if there were nothing more important in the world than touching me any way that he could.

"All clean," he announced. Then he took the wooden bucket he'd been carrying and filled that with water too.

I stood up and was about to step out of the water when Orsu scooped me up in his arms. "We can't have you getting your feet dirty again, now can we?"

"I guess not." I leaned into his chest and let out a sigh as I experienced his warmth just like I had the first night we'd met.

He carried me to the large barrel and set me down inside it. Only then did it click with me what we were doing. I looked over the side and saw Orsu wash his feet with the water he'd gathered from the stream. Then he placed a fresh bucket under a spout at the base of the barrel. We were going to walk on the berries to extract the juice.

Not wanting to get the bottom of my pants dirty, I rolled them up to my knees as Orsu made his way into the barrel as well. He had shorts on that showed off his muscled legs, including his thick thighs. This male was a giant teddy bear through and through.

"Now we walk," he stated with a smile and stretched out his hand beckoning me to begin. I started walking back and forth in my small section of the barrel. He followed suit by walking on the other end. I peered over the edge and saw juice flowing down the spout and into the bucket.

"It's working!" I cheered.

We walked around each other in circles giving each other wry grins and listening to the juice filter down into the bucket below.

Eventually I stopped and held out my hands for Orsu to take. He eyed me curiously but eventually placed his hands in mine. I led us in a ring-around-the-rosey motion. Round and round we went until we were both laughing so hard tears streamed down our faces. I took a shaky step and tripped on the now-slippery surface of the barrel and fell into Orsu; who also fell in his attempt to catch me.

I lay atop him panting from the exertion of our walking through the berries. As we stared at each other with our faces so close to one another my joy turned to something else. Desire.

We both leaned in for a kiss and I was delighted to taste the sweet berry juice that had splashed onto Orsu's face when he fell. He was sweet, and funny, and sexy, and an amazing kisser. I quickly got lost in his touch. I was a wet sticky mess, but for once I didn't care. I let the world fade around me as Orsu placed his hand on the back of my neck and deepened our kiss further.

We explored each other as we lay on a bed of crushed berries. His hand found my breast and I let out a gasp as he gently squeezed my nipple.

"Did I hurt you?" He looked horrified as if he'd done some great misdeed.

"No, it felt good." I pulled him back toward me but he did not move. Instead he got up and stepped out of the barrel.

"What are you doing?"

"I wish to taste you, not the berries. Take my hand and I'll carry you to the stream."

I swallowed hard at the implication of his words. Did he mean to taste my mouth or something else…?

Orsu lifted me out of the barrel and into his arms. We passed teal topped trees as he carried me to the stream where he laid me down on the squishy pink grass.

"I can't bring you back to the mountain covered in berry juice." He smirked as he slowly untied the laces holding up my pants. My breath caught as I watched his fingers undo each and every string.

"Well, what about you?" I asked as I untied his vest. "You're dirty too."

"Maybe we should wash each other then," he suggested.

"Maybe we should." My words came out breathy. I wanted Orsu. The kiss we'd shared wasn't enough. I wanted more.

Orsu shrugged off his vest and looked at me with questioning eyes as he undid the last lace holding up my pants.

"I wish to taste you, Julie. Your scent makes my mouth water and my soul fill with desire. Let me bring you pleasure as I have longed to do since the first night we met."

I said nothing, but I did lift my hips and pulled my pants off the rest of the way. There was no underwear here on Valo Prime, so I was completely exposed to Orsu, ready to give him whatever he wanted. That was until my anxiety started to get the better of me. He'd never seen a naked human before, what if I wasn't what he expected? I hadn't shaved in months. Would he be put off by my pubic hair? He said he liked my scent, but what if my scent was misleading and he didn't like my taste?

Orsu had been caressing and kissing my thighs, working his way up to the apex of my legs.

"Tell me your worries, Julie."

I hadn't even realized he had stopped touching me until he spoke.

"What do you mean?" I tried to play it off.

"I see the worry on your face and I wish to know what troubles you." Orsu was determined to know the truth.

"What if…" I trailed off. Would he find my worries silly? To hell with it. I took a steading breath and continued. "What if you don't like what I look like or taste like?" No one had ever gone down on me before so I wasn't sure what to expect as far as reactions went.

Orsu didn't reply this time. He just smiled and gently parted my legs so my pussy was on full display for him.

"You are beautiful, my Julie. Perfect shades of pink and brown hidden under the tight curls that beckon me to come closer to uncover what mysteries they hide."

Before I could respond Orsu lowered his head and licked me from the bottom of my slit to the top, and oh did I like it.

He moaned with pleasure, as if my taste were a delicious dessert. I thought he might comment further but instead he lifted my legs over his shoulders as he lay down in the grass and feasted on my essence.

It all felt good, but nothing could have prepared me for how good his ridged tongue would feel on my clit.

My hips lifted off the ground as soon as he made contact and he chuckled to himself as if my reaction were the exact reward he'd been seeking.

He laved my clit again and again, first with gentle swipes and then with an unrelenting figure eight pattern until I was trembling beneath him.

"Tell me what else I can do," he paused his ministrations to ask.

"Uh, what you're doing feels great." I'd never been bold enough to tell a partner what I wanted before.

"Be brave, my Julie. Tell me what you want. I wish only to bring you pleasure," Orsu encouraged.

A part of me was mad at him for asking. Why couldn't he just let me continue my status quo of not asking for what I wanted in the bedroom? What if I said the wrong thing and ruined this moment? But another part of me was excited by the idea of telling him what to do next. It would feel like a huge accomplishment if I could find the courage to do so.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I wasn't brave enough to look at Orsu while I told him what I wanted, not yet.

"Gently squeezing my nipples would feel good."

"Then take off your top and let me touch you in the way you desire." His voice was raspy but restrained as if he were holding himself in check. Did I affect him that much? Little ol' me?

I opened my eyes and saw the humor-filled version of Orsu was gone. The Orsu who kneeled before me was serious and determined, as if my pleasure were the most important thing to him and wasn't a matter to be taken lightly.

I sat up and pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it onto the grass beside me.

"Good girl," he purred and oh god, did that do things to me.

I lay back down and waited for Orsu to make his move. It wasn't long before I felt his tongue on my clit again. This time his movements were more of a sporadic up and down motion. His hand drifted up my torso to my chest and finally to my breast where he rolled one nipple between his finger and thumb.

I gasped as the competing sensations overwhelmed me. The orgasm that had been slowly building inside me was suddenly galloping to the finish line.

"Orsu." I panted his name as I drew even closer to my release. He hummed against my clit in an attempt to respond to me calling his name, and even that felt wonderful.

He somehow managed to move his other hand up my body to work my other nipple and as soon as he did my hands flew to his horns and I braced for the impact of the orgasm that overtook me.

My back arched, pushing my breast even further into his hand and my toes tingled as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body.

Once I opened my eyes again I saw Orsu sitting on his haunches staring down at me with a wide grin.

"You are so beautiful, my Julie."

My Julie. I liked the idea of being his.

It took me a moment to collect myself after that amazing orgasm, but now that I had returned back to myself, I noticed the sizeable bulge in Orsu's pants. He had pleasured me and now I wanted to return the favor. I felt nervous about the idea, but I'd been brave enough to tell Orsu what I wanted when he pleasured me. I could be brave again and attempt my first blow job. Although I enjoyed Orsu's smile, I wanted to see what he looked like when he came. What expression would he wear when he was lost in pleasure, pleasure that I was bringing him?

I patted the patch of grass beside me, motioning for Orsu to sit down. He did and I took the opportunity to straddle his legs so he couldn't move.

He gave me a puzzled look until I started to untie the laces of his pants.

"Julie," he breathed and there was a look of wonder on his face.

"I want to pleasure you like you pleasured me."

"You don't have to. The taste of you on my tongue is all the pleasure I could possibly hope for."

"Well, you're about to get more than you dreamed of, then," I smiled down at him, doing my best to not let my nervousness show.

I undid the last of his laces and watched in amazement as his cock unfurled from the confines of his pants. His shaft was as large as the rest of him. It had a formidable purple mushroom head and ridges just like his tongue. It was only now that I noticed his abdomen had ridges as well, ridges that looked like they'd be wonderful to grind against.

I slowly moved my head down to his erect member and tentatively licked him from his base to his tip. The precum that had seeped down the sides of his cock tasted delightfully salty. I didn't know what I had anticipated, but his light saltiness wasn't it. I liked it.

I licked him again and he let out a hiss of pleasure that encouraged me to continue. I circled the head of his cock with my tongue as I attempted to familiarize myself with his taste and size.

Orsu wasn't panting, but he looked at me with his mouth agape as if he could hardly believe what he was seeing. It was nice to have such an affect on him. I felt powerful.

Alright, this was it. I was ready to take him into my mouth, or as much of him as I could handle.

I opened my jaw as wide as I could and lowered my head over his warm shaft.

Orsu gasped and fisted the grass on either side of him.

As I lifted my head back up my teeth accidently grazed one of his ridges and he winced. I was immediately deflated. I wanted to bring him pleasure like he had brought me and I was already failing.

Orsu must have sensed my thoughts because he said, "You are more feisty than I realized, my Julie. Bringing me pain with my pleasure. I will never forget this moment as long as I live."

I smiled down at him and realized that in Orsu's eyes I could truly do no wrong. Even when I messed up a blow job, he still was just as pleased to be with me.

With Orsu's encouragement I lowered my head over him again and took his girthy shaft into my mouth. He gasped even louder this time and held himself so stiffly that I thought he might pull a muscle.

My mouth only went down half his cock so I added my hand to his base and stroked him in the same motion of my mouth.

He let out a garbled noise as I started a slow pace of up and down movements. His face was pinched with pleasure and I was feeling proud of myself again. I loved bringing Orsu pleasure like this. I loved having this massive male under my control from the simple touch of my hand and mouth over his shaft.

In order to get into a better position I moved my free hand and placed it on his abdomen where his happy trail of ridges were.

Orsu choked on nothing but air and I had no idea why. But then it dawned on me that these extra ridges might be sensitive just like my nipples were.

I continued bobbing up and down on his cock while also toying with his ridges and was rewarded with Orsu's desperate panting and the sight of him grasping the grass so hard that his knuckles had turned white.

I continued my movements until Orsu cried out and bucked into my mouth. His seed coated my throat and dripped down my chin. I pulled away and swallowed his salty essence with a proud smile on my face.

"Julie," he panted as he caught his breath. "I…" his mouth opened and closed as he searched for the words to say. "You…" he eventually gave up and laid back down in the grass.

"Does that mean you liked it?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Liked it? That was the most pleasurable thing I've ever had happen to me." He still looked spell bound by the experience and I was happy to lay down next to him and soak up the afternoon sun.

He drew me close and held me against his chest. Neither of us said anything for a long while. When the silence was finally broken it was Orsu who spoke first.

"Julie, you are special to me," he began. "My day starts with thoughts of your smile and it ends with a longing to be near you. I have never known such joy as when I get to cook by your side. Your laugh gives me life, which is why I always have a joke on my tongue. Your smiles are a pleasure I never thought I'd get to experience. From the moment I caught your scent in the air I knew you were mine."

He sat up and put my hand on his chest. "Julie, will you claim me as yours? Will you be my kira-si, the very reason my heart beats?"

I sat for a moment and waited for my normal anxiety to creep in and tell me all the reasons why committing to Orsu this soon after we met was a bad idea. I sat and waited for the pros and cons list to start rattling off in my head, but none of those thoughts clouded my mind. The only thing I could think was yes. I wanted him to be mine and I to be his. There was a peace that settled in my soul at the thought of us being together, sharing his bed cave, cooking together at every meal. It just felt right. So that's what I said: "Yes."

He reached out and drew me onto his lap before he planted a passionate kiss on my lips. We were together and nothing would separate us–not now, not ever.