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Tasii sex things!

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Eventually she moves down to my chest while fingers begin to claw at my hips. Then she’s pulling my shorts away. Slides fingers into and through my wet lips. I moan and buck my hips as she starts pushing patterns into my clit. So… fucking glad for her… fucking… just… raw hunger. So many exhausting evenings of Amwella feeding where I only get to satiate one desire, and am too tired to even consider another. Leaving myself in a cycle of horniness I didn’t realize went unbroken.

Sort of… starved to be pleasured myself!

Well… that’s until her rough fingers fuck me into a writhing wriggling whimpering climax. I never have to beg Tasii for long. She doesn’t like to tease or drag things out much. Just… loves to fuck and move on with her day.

But… There is no fucking way I’m not going to let my lover do that and not get to enjoy my best work! So then I’m wriggling free of her now loosened grip, and pushing myself down the bed until my face is between her legs. I pause, just shy of doing anything but letting soft warm breath caress her barely clothed form in an offer.

She lets out such a moan of aggression then, obviously worked up to a ton of morning horniness from what I can see of her already damp underthing, presses herself down into my offer. I bite and kiss and chew into her happily through the cloth, letting out low rumbling moans as I feel her grow wetter and wetter at my wonderful workings. Wind my hands up around her hips and butt and tummy, even manage to reach a breast at one point.

After a bit she grunts in annoyance, lifts off me for a second to pull the side strings of her underthing apart, and yanks it away. Then she’s pressing back down into me, one hand gripping at my hair while another moves back to squeeze at a breast.

I continue to moan and wriggle a bit, knowing that this will get Tasii so fucking wet. When Yrelia and I are with a client I have to exude this aura of control that just… well… it’s not really me! I love being… I don’t know… I love letting my body express my desires and love and overflowing horny energy this way! It’s amazing to feel my body twist and writhe in pleasure with one or more of these amazing women!

Tasii also LOVES it when I squirm and whimper and can barely stay quiet, almost… well I’m not sure who enjoys it more? Yrelia is better at dragging it out of me, but… hm… I should ask sometime! Will be a super fun discussion that will probably end with them wanting to… um… do some experiments.

On me.

They can both be very competitive and I would adore being the topic of that contest! And… Hm… Maybe my Amwella drinking can help me keep up? I tend to temper my workings, but… Yrelia did mention I made her squeak a little on our first night together. And I had absolutely no fucking idea what I was even doing then!

Thus are my delighted muses as my second lover begins to gush and flood me with her wondrous soulfire. I can’t help but close my eyes and just… push deeper. It has been too fucking long since… since I’ve tasted her this early in the morning. Gotten to enjoy her groggy morning horny aggressions and wonderful Amwella.

Amwella dances, as my fifth lover calls them, are weird. The amount I receive varies, but is often just very VERY small nibbles. Apparently She took more than was normal the night we needed healing, and… and I was super disappointed when She told me just how little I’d been able to gather afterwards. Even after a month of intense sex they showered me with. Turns out, Her work had left them fairly low and unable to actually give me more than even what I’m enjoying now, and it could be months before they are fully restored.

I mean I kinda panicked when She told me that. But She emitted love and assurances that they were fine. Amwella is… it’s not like normal hunger, and they would suffer no ill effects even with low flickers. And I could not draw their final spark or hurt them. Just… would get little to none if I kept pushing.

Tasii falls forward a bit as she presses down as hard as she can, breathing heavily as she lets out a few low rumbles and moans and… Uuuum… well a little whimper that I totally did NOT hear. Nope nope nope. Tasii does not whimper, nope! Will not giggle and keep this memory for later enjoyment and self-encouragement!

A rush of wonderful sweet soulfire. More than any of our clients even! So… amazing and perfect and… and each of my lovers has such subtle differences in the warmth they share.

Then she’s pulling up and off me. Pauses, then takes a second to get arms beneath my shoulders to drag me back up to the pillows. For a second I think she’s going to fuck me again, but… no… my lover just wanted to surprise me with a deep and fucking perfect kiss. Tasii normally avoids tasting herself. But… not this morning.

I slump, breathing heavily as she pulls away from the gift. My own horny energy peaked again, but… nothing urgent. This was such a perfect perfect thing!

“Sorry.” She whispers suddenly.

“What for, Love?” I reach out to touch her face. “That was all… like… really fucking wonderful!!!”

“One of us is supposed to ask before things get so... intense.” She sighs. “Reverse safe-word is a good fucking idea.”

I giggle and roll my eyes. “I think we’re kinda past that.”

“I just…” She adjusts, almost annoyed at something suddenly. “You’ll say no if you're not interested, right?”

I wrap my arms around her neck and pull her down and murmur into her ear with all the sultry energy I can. “I don’t think I’ll ever not want you to drag me back into bed and fuck me silly, Tasii.”

She pulls back to stare down at me. That bothers her for some reason? “Ina, I’m serious. Just because you're a Hetaera doesn’t mean I can just… demand sex.”

I tilt my head, confused. “I agreed to that. You’d… Tasii, you're not taking advantage of me. If anything I’m… I’m only just now supporting the group. I cost you all so much fucking coin and–”

She just seems to get more annoyed at that, ducks her head and pulls away. “Ina that’s… No. That’s not...”

I let her think for a bit while I wait and rub slow supportive circles over her arm and leg. Not mad myself, not scared or worried. Well… no I am a bit worried. But trusting Tasii is literally the thing I’m trying to get better at. So I try to think on her words, on… maybe her unspoken things? What had she might have been trying to tell me over the last few months that I could have missed?

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I shake my head. No. That path leads to problems. Best to… to trust her to communicate her thoughts at her own pace.

“We’re not… People shouldn’t be valued by how much coin they contribute, or how much they can offer their lovers.” She finally says. “And I’m worried. That… That you're starting to tie yourself to it. Not… not to other people. But… to how well you can perform. It was why I was glad Yrelia took over trading instead of… this. It lets us work together. And… Tying worth to how much you can sell sex can really hurt if it falls through.”

“Huh.” I sit up and turn to hang my legs over the bed as we move to sit beside each other. “That’s… yeah I can see the problems there. And…” I bite my lip. “I’d be lying if I said most of that isn’t… um… kinda true.” But then I huff, “But I also need the Amwella, Tasii. I… I can’t just keep taking from you all. Not… Not without delaying my healing by a long time.”

“Yeah…” She sighs. “I… I know. And I would never suggest you stop trying to gather whatever it takes to get back what you lost but…”

The attack had… shaken us. More than physically. But emotionally. Someone found out I was Sun Spoken when we killed a nightmare and was ready to kill over it. If I hadn’t had the amount of Amwella I did… Both when the nightmare attacked and later that night… Well at least one of us wouldn’t be here right now. So... I've kinda been desperately trying to gather up a huge wellspring of Amwella just in case...

We hadn’t said it in so many words, but Tasii’s search for a teacher for me had stalled out. We were trying to lie low after I’d apparently left a blood-trail through the streets. Worried others might find us and that something worse would happen.

I whisper. “I… I don’t think I can do this for much longer anyway.”

That gets me a quirked eyebrow.

“I can only be an apprentice for so long.” I smile and shrug, willing to embrace any new future so long as my lovers are with me! “Eventually people will start to ask questions, and an actual Hetaera is going to show up demanding more proof than some stolen earrings and good cunt sucking.”

She doesn’t laugh, but nods.

“Honestly the money from this should give us the cushion we need to get back to eh… normal things.” I offer, “I’ll still um… need to find other ways to keep my Amwella in good shape. But it doesn’t have to be as a Hetaera.”

“Passes at strangers?” She asks without a hint of humor. “I… Would you be comfortable with that?”

I chuckle nervously. “Well… I had a client ask for me at three times Hetaera rates, and… I think two women almost asked me to fuck them in the showers after they heard my morning songs.”

“Fuck… You were up early today.” She winces. “You didn’t want to wake us.”

I rub my knee unconsciously. “It’s just pain. And if my morning songs can help me… uh… attract some attention. Then…”

Tasii sighs, voice taking on an edge of fear. “That’s such a bad idea.”

I laugh softly, trying to comfort her with an easy optimism. “It’s kinda all I got at the moment.”

“Fuck.” She grunts.

“Only if you can leave some leftovers for Yrelia.” I smile, touch her wrist. “But… honestly I’m not sure who that was meant for.”

That does get a smirk, at least.

“Can this be the last job?” She replies as it turns into a grimace. “At least for now. We can keep it as a back-up when the coin is low.”

I nod. Sense her sudden shift. “Honestly I think you're sensing a future danger… The sudden interest in my… eh… skills could be a problem. We need to slow down and let it fade to just… rumors and silly sex stories. We don't want any from the guild getting curious.”

“When… fuck, Ina. When did you get so fucking good at this?” She takes my hand. “Just… like a few months ago you were almost too shy to talk about sex. Now you’re helping us run this little family by charming anyone who looks your way.”

I smirk. But she sees the worry beneath it. Even with all the Hetaera training I can’t fool Tasii.

“What?” She frowns. “Was… Did that come across as…”

“No… no it’s really sweet.” I reply, fighting to keep my gaze from falling. “I just… don’t worry about it.”

She pauses, murmurs. “Well… now you know I’m going to worry about it.”

I sigh, but can’t help but smile at… at having someone who just… knows so well when to push me to express stuff I try really hard to avoid. I lean my head against her shoulder. “Um… I just… I worry about that sometimes.” I whisper.

“Worry about what?” She adjusts to wrap her arm around me, leans her head atop of mine.

“Just… Like… How I… I wasn’t even like… Ugh.” I huff. “Words are hard!”

“It’s okay love, We literally have all day.” She assures me.

It takes me a few moments, but her words help me calm and consider… things… deep things and how to phrase them for her.

“I love sex. Like… a fucking lot!” I start. “But I didn’t for most of my life. Kinda… was raised to think it was… and I don’t know if they meant to do this, but I grew up thinking it was all I would ever be good for. I felt like nothing else about me mattered. And… I hated that. Just… wanted to be more than my body. But… I also wanted to feel right in my body.”

Tasii doesn’t interrupt. Doesn’t interject or try and dissuade any bad thoughts there. Just… waits for me to wade through the muck before trying to help wash clean the wounds beneath.

She’s amazing like that.

“And…” I feel tears bubble as I bite my lip, “I sometimes worry that… that when the Weaver changed me. That… that She changed or broke something. That this Amwella hunger is making me enjoy sex more than I normally would. But… I hate that thought too because I love this body and I fucking love sex! And… and I think if there is something She changed to make me… make me want it more I would still want it! Because otherwise I… I might not be so in love with you all!”

She murmurs nothing words. Just… little sounds to comfort me. I think this is a worry of hers too. At least about the… the changes that might have been done to me…

“I also love being a Hetaera with Yrelia! I love exploring that and… and I… I’m okay with taking a break and just… enjoying other women with her without the stress of the guild finding out. But…”

Tasii hugs me close, almost… well yes totally a silent show of confidence and love and support. A promise of anything and everything. That makes the tears begin to fall.

“But I… I still worry that… that I’m only here with you all because of Her changes. That… that if I had somehow escaped and found you all in that old body you wouldn’t have wanted me. That… you would have just taken me back to the temple. Seen me as just… just… a thing to be returned and used and–”

“Oh Ina…” She does interrupt me then as the wound flares up and my voice goes a bit shrill and panicked. Her hesitation would have broken my heart and torn open my soul just a few months back. But this… she can’t possibly hope to have all the perfect words so quickly. So I fucking smother all the bubbling self-hatred that tries to overwhelm me.

“I love you, not for the skin you wear or the sex we have, but… all the wonderfulness you are.” She pulls me into such a tight embrace. “We wouldn’t have done that. Not even suggested it.”

“How… How can you say that!?!” I whisper. “Just… just sleeping with a breeding male without their Sangoma’s permission is really bad! And… and this is so much worse! I’m… You would have been the most hated women along the Paths!”

She adjusts and pulls my face to gently tilt up. Forcing me to watch her eyes sing to me a furious truth. “We would have stolen you anyway.”

I whimper, let my lip quiver in such an obvious show of wonderful pain as Tasii heals another old broken part of me with those words. “R– Really? How? It… It would have been so dangerous and–”

“I can tell you, with absolute certainty, that we would fucking do that.” She growls. “Yrelia said it perfectly, when you first told us. No Excuses for them. This is your life! You deserve to live it. We would smuggle your ass into Arudia and fight to help you change. But… would have still loved you in whatever way you needed along the Paths.”

She’s… She’s not lying! Not even a little!!! Oh… oh fuck she… they… my lovers would have…

I am broken then. Shattering into a million pieces of such… wonder at her words. And when Yrelia returns she is very fucking confused about how wonderful morning sex turned into this puddle of sobbing and endless weeping thanks. I blubber for Tasii to explain, and end up crying even harder as I am given the same answer.

But… with even more fire and anger. She spends at least… like… a half an hour hissing and spitting at the temple and how they hurt me while giving me a flurry of really big hugs and snugs.

“It doesn’t matter that you’re transgender, That just makes it even more cruel!” Her anger finally cools a bit as her fingers entwine lovingly through my hair while the other clings to one of Tasii’s. “We all fucking know it. But… most just don’t want to admit that keeping them in places like that is fucking wrong. That we’ve basically decided that because we struggle to keep our population up that making some people into Odalisque is suddenly okay! It’s fucking horrid and… and… Fuck I’m glad you're free of that.”

Her words help… even if Tasii has to murmur for her to calm down as I dissolve into a joyous puddle at them.

Just… cling to the two women that keep fucking saving me.