Chapter 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

BILLIE

I moved my hands away from Steve's shoulders, threading my fingers through his soft waves as I leaned into him. I'd thought maybe the tusks would feel weird, but they were just part of him. As I dragged my tongue across his lower lip, he seemed to realize there was more to kissing than just pressing your lips together. At first, he started to lick my lips and then my cheeks. I giggled.

"No, no, keep it to lips for now. We can lick other places later." I grinned.

I pressed my lips against his again, gently pulling at his lower lip with my teeth. He opened for me, and I slowly started to explore his mouth with my tongue. He let out a low groan as our tongues started to stroke each other. I tightened my grip on his hair and attempted to shift closer to him but was blocked by how he was seated. He was getting the hang of this, and I wanted more. His textured tongue was unexpected but felt incredible against mine.

I pulled back to look at him. His hooded eyes told me everything I needed to know. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

"Can we—" I faltered. "I want to be closer to you."

Without a word, he picked me up as if I weighed nothing and placed me in his lap, my legs slung over his hips while he sat cross-legged.

"Is this okay?" he asked, voice husky.

"I'm not crushing you?" I asked, skeptical. He was taking my whole weight on his thighs.

"You barely weigh a thing," he said, sliding his hands up and down my sides from where he had lifted me. "Can we try that again?"

"Oh, do you like kissing?" I asked with a smirk.

He didn't respond, instead pulling me towards him. Our lips met again, and this time, he was much less hesitant. He explored my mouth with his rough tongue, leaving no inch of me undevoured. My mouth was his for the taking, and I could feel heat beginning to pool in my core as he attempted to devour me. I broke away from him and caught a definite look of disappointment before I started kissing down his neck.

"You kiss other places?" he asked, sounding astonished. "You said no licking yet!"

"You can kiss anywhere," I whispered into his ear before gently biting the lobe.

I felt him gasp, "Does this feel good?"

"This is… incredible," he said breathlessly. "Can I kiss you more places, too?"

"Of course." I continued to kiss up and down his neck.

To my surprise, he planted several small kisses across my cheeks and the bridge of my nose.

"I love these little spots," he said, touching my cheeks where the freckles would be. "What are they?"

"They are freckles." I laughed. "I'm quite fond of them myself, but I've never had someone want to kiss them."

"I want to kiss you more," he said, dragging his lips down my neck like I had kissed his. He stopped as he reached my collarbone and licked up the column of my neck, stopping with a gentle nip of my ear, the way I had. He pulled back.

"You taste incredible," he murmured, voice filled with need.

I pulled myself closer to him as I kissed down his neck again. As I continued, I felt a telltale bulge start to swell beneath my ass. Oh, he really liked kissing. The question of whether his cock would be more orkin or more human flitted across my mind. Whichever, it was large. I ground my hips down, letting him know I liked the feeling of his cock pressing into me. His hands slid lower down my back and he paused.

"Is this still okay?" he asked.

"Please" was all I said before taking him by the mouth again.

I hadn't had a solid makeout session in a long time. Most guys were too focused on the end goal to realize that foreplay was just as important. Steve's fingers dug into my ass, massaging me through my pants. We continued kissing as I ground into his lap, sucking on his lower lip. I felt like a horny teenager and couldn't keep my hands off him. I ran them up and down his muscled back as I learned the inside of his mouth. I needed more. But was this too much for a first date with an inexperienced guy like Steve? I had no problems hopping into bed on the first date in the past.

But that wasn't what I wanted with Steve.

I pulled back and studied him. "Do you want to stop? I know all of this is new."

"I would love to keep going if you are comfortable." He shifted so I could feel his erection lining up with the juncture of my thighs.

Without another word, I yanked my tunic over my head and tossed it aside. I leaned back with my arms supporting me so Steve could get a good look. He devoured my chest with his eyes before snapping them back up to my face. If I ever had any doubts that my tits would have the same effect on an orc as they did on a man, those were gone.

"Do you like what you see?" I teased.

"I, er, they're amazing," he said, hands twitching at his sides as if they were going to reach out and grab me involuntarily. "But why are they tied up?"

"When you have tits this big, you have to wear something to carry them," I said as his eyes dipped back down to my chest. "Otherwise, they're a pain."

I was a size triple-D, if not more, back home, but it turns out bras don't exist in Niflheim, and I was abducted in my pajamas. The tailor in town very awkwardly but kindly made some of us bigger girls bandeau-style bras that… mostly worked.

"I could carry them for you," Steve said earnestly.

"Just walk around behind me all day, arms wrapped around me, holding my boobs up?" I laughed.

"That actually sounds great." He said, eying my still-covered chest unabashedly.

I loved that we could talk and joke while being incredibly turned on. I leaned forward and undid the bandeau's tie, tossing it aside with my shirt. "Why don't we just see if you like the feel of them for now?"

Steve's eyes were as wide saucers as he saw my exposed breasts. I wouldn't be surprised if drool started slipping from his mouth.

"I can touch you?" he gasped.

"I wish you would." My voice dipped low.

Instead of grabbing a handful, as I expected, he traced the slope of my breast to the tip of my hardened nipple with a single gentle finger. I felt a shiver run down my spine.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"No, you're keeping me plenty warm."

He cupped my breast, feeling the weight of it, before flicking his thumb across my nipple. I arched into his touch.

"So you like it when I touch your nipples?" he asked, gently rolling the pointed tip between his thumb and forefinger.

"Mmm," was all I could get out as he added his other hand. It felt like an electric zing straight from my nipple down to my core.

"Can I kiss you here?" he asked, kneading my flesh. All I could manage was a jerky nod.

Steve licked his lips before kissing his way from my collarbone down to the valley of my breasts. He dragged his tongue from my sternum to one of my nipples before closing his lips around it and sucking. Oh, Steve was a fast learner, and it was going to kill me. The feeling of his hot lips and textured tongue toying with my nipple had pleasure radiating out of me. I wanted more of him.

I slipped a hand between us and rubbed his hardened length through his pants with the heel of my balm. Steve's body tensed, and he let out a low moan. I felt my insides clench as I wondered if he would fit. I shook myself. It was too soon for that. We said we were going to take this slow. No sex tonight. I couldn't do that to Steve. He had no experience. But that didn't mean I couldn't show him other things.

He groaned against my chest as I continued to stroke him up and down through his pants.

"May I?" I asked.

"Mmmph," was the only response I got as he switched his attention from one nipple to the other.

I brought my other hand between us and loosened his pants before dipping my hand inside. I gripped his cock, sliding my hand up and down. I felt Steve tense underneath me as I explored. This was definitely an orc cock, based on Piper's description. I felt a textured pattern along the length. I needed to see more.

"Can you help me out here?" I whined, trying to pull at the laces of his pants.

"You want to see my cock?" Steve's eyes were hooded with want, but he chewed his lip.

"I'd like to do much more than see it." I stroked his length up and down again, this time more firmly.

He groaned and leaned his forehead against mine, taking a shuddering breath. He pulled me up to my knees momentarily while he pulled his pants down to mid-thigh, freeing his trapped cock, seating me back in his lap. I gasped as I looked down at it.

It was magnificent. Swollen and darker green than the rest of Steve's skin, and larger than any human dick I'd ever seen. There were faint ridges and swirls up and down the length of it with a bulbous protrusion at the base, which Piper had explained to me was a ‘knot.' The tip of his cock was even darker green, poking out of his foreskin, and leaking quite a bit of shimmery fluid from the slit. I ran my thumb through it before bringing it to my mouth. Steve watched in astonishment as I sucked his cum off my thumb.

"You want to taste me?" Steve blinked, watching me. As I savored his sweet muskiness on my tongue, I knew exactly how our first date would end. Not only did I love cum, but I loved a good blow job. Now that I knew orc cum was much milder in flavor than human cum, I was even more excited.

"I would very much like to taste you, but I think we'll need to reposition. I can't do what I want while sitting in your lap." I scooted myself off of him. Without a word, I pulled his pants down as much as I could with his legs still crossed. "Come on, work with me here," I said.

Steve uncrossed his legs and shifted his pants further down to his thick thighs. I knelt next to him and continued to survey. I could now see his balls, covered in silky black hair, below his knot. Again, like his cock, his balls were much larger than a human's. I fondled each one of them softly, earning me enough muffled groan from Steve. I dragged my fingers across his dripping tip again, using his precum to slick my hand up and down him. He was so large and swollen I couldn't wrap my fingers all the way around his cock. It was hot to the touch, just like the rest of him. Drool pooled in my mouth as I imagined wrapping my lips around his cockhead.

"I'm guessing you're unfamiliar with the idea of a blow job?" I asked as I continued to pump him. Steve was clearly having trouble concentrating because he didn't even respond, just continued to stare down at my hand working him.

"Steve?" I paused.

Our eyes met and I took the opportunity to give him a deep kiss, tangling my tongue with his. He definitely liked kissing.

"Do you like when I use my tongue when we kiss?"

Silent and wide-eyed, he nodded.

"I can do that to your cock now, if you want."

"Is that what you want?" he asked, looking amazed "Is that something humans do?"

Oh, this sweet baby virgin. I was about to rock his world and I was dripping wet just thinking about it.

"Yes, it is something humans do," I responded, giving him another stroke.

He let out a strangled moan. I kissed him again, tangling my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. He immediately slid his tongue out this time and began an enthusiastic exploration of my mouth. He was sloppy, but a quick learner, and I moaned into our kiss before pulling away.

"Lean back," I instructed.

Steve leaned back, resting on his elbows, giving me better access to the goods. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and bent forward over him.

I was going to rock his world. I fucking loved giving head.