Sex With Saint Germain 2 By Ianaro

Another Ianaro story!

I accidently announced the story poll results yeterday, whoops!  Regardless, the result is the same: the Dragonborn will devour a bunch of dragons!  We'll see if I have the energy to write that live tonight.

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Description: Your master, Saint-Germain, invites you to bed.

Notes: Reader is AFAB & uses pronouns she/they.

You & Saint-Germain are in his mansion, all by yourselves. You’re both sitting on the bed next to each other, completely unclothed.

The count reaches forward, & gently strokes your hair. Saint smiles. “I want to come inside of you tonight,” he says. “I want to show that only we can do these things together, that I & I alone am your precious one. So, my love,” he continues, “will you let me in?”

You immediately blush at your lover’s proclamation. It takes you a moment to recover. But once you do, you say, “…I want that too, Saint-Germain.”

He smiles his mysterious smile. “Good,” he says. “Now, lie down, & let me come in.”

You submit, lying down on the bed. The count sits above you, looking down at you. He examines your body thoroughly, from your head all the way down to your toes. Then, the former Idea agent looks into your eyes. “I want to kiss you,” he says. “All over. Everywhere. But can we start with your chest?”

You nod. Saint-Germain smiles again. “Good,” he says.

With the, he brings his body downward, then his head, & begins kissing you on the chest. You’re instantly surprised—your partner’s kisses are extremely possessive, as if he’s sucking & slightly biting on your skin with each kiss. You gasp—you didn’t expect this. Then again, Saint wants you completely, so maybe you should have seen such possessiveness coming. Every time he kisses you is more passionate than the last, & your gasps of pleasure grow ever louder.

Finally, he goes higher up your chest, reaching your breasts. Saint-Germain stops kissing you for a moment, & then, he looks at your exposed breasts. Your lover unexpectedly blushes, something he rarely ever does—you don’t often see him flustered. “Is something wrong?” you ask.

“No…” he says. “There’s just something I’ve been wanting to do to you for a while, but I’ve been too afraid to bring it up…”

“What is it?”

The former Idea agent hesitates. Then, “Can I…suck your nipples?” After a moment, “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop. But…I want to try it. Is that ok?”

You think it over. You <i>definitely</i> never considered he’d ask that. Saint has kissed your boobs before, but he’s never sucked them. But given everything else your lover has done to you, this will probably be just as pleasant, if not more so. So, you nod. “You can do it,” you say.

Saint-Germain smiles radiantly. “Ok,” he says. “I’ll do it. If I need to stop, say something.”

“I will,” you say.

With that, your partner brings his head down once again, towards your right breast. Then, he approaches your nipple…& opens his mouth, wrapping it around your breast.

Then, he begins to suck on your nipple.

Your right breast is pulled upward by the force of his mouth. The sensation of your lover’s mouth against your nipple feels absolutely amazing. Saint-Germain sucks, over & over again, back & forth, & each time he does it, a wave of pleasure runs through you. You feel his saliva running down your skin, & that stimulates you even further.

Then, the former Idea agent stops, taking your right boob out of his mouth, & sitting up in the bed. “Did you like that?” he asks you.

“That felt…really good,” you say. “Wow.”

Saint beams. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he replies. Then, “I would like to come inside you now. May I?”

You nod eagerly.

“Good,” he says with another mysterious smile. With that, the count lies on top of you, holding you close. He brings your privates closer & closer to him, until his dick slips inside, & suddenly, he’s penetrated. You gasp at the feeling that immediately consumes you. Saint-Germain thrusts his shaft back & forth, each time making you cry out in euphoric bliss. It’s a wonderful feeling, him loving you like this.

Then, he stops, pulling himself out of you. Your lover kisses you on the check, & his kiss is wonderfully warm. “I hope you liked that,” Saint whispers in your ear.

He’s now lying down on the bed, next to you. “Sit up, & look at me,” your partner orders. You obediently do so while Saint moves to lie on his back. You look at Saint’s face; then his chest, the well-toned muscles that are oh-so-prominent; then down at his legs—so skinny!—& the cock that sits between them. The count’s dick is a little bigger than most guys, & you love him for that.

“So,” Saint-Germain says, interrupting your thoughts, “I’ve spent a lot of time doing things to you. In fact, our usual routine involves me enacting acts of pleasure upon you. But I want you to take charge tonight. Do something to me. I’m sure I’ll love it,” he says with his lovely smile.

You’re surprised. He’s never asked this of you before. But…you suppose there would be no harm in doing something different. You nod. “Alright,” you say, determined. “I’ll try it!”

“Good,” Saint says. “What do you want to do?”

You look at his exposed body. Saint-Germain’s beautiful, white hair frames his face perfectly, & gives the count an air of wisdom. You eyes go from your lover’s hands, to his chest, to both arms at his sides, & then, you get an idea.

“Can I kiss your arm?” you ask. “Is that weird?”

Saint laughs gently. “No, not at all.” Then, “Do it,” he commands.

You obey, lowering your head, & bringing it to his left arm. Then, you begin to kiss it.

Your partner’s arm is slightly bony—he’s a rather skinny guy, & every part of the former Idea agent’s body reflects that. You kiss Saint-Germain, starting from the tip of his shoulder, & going all the way down to his wrist, slowly, gradually, lovingly. Once you reach the count’s wrist, you bring your mouth to his fingertips, & kiss them. Your lips collide with the back of his fingers, smooching them with gentle tenderness at first, & then a little more roughly.

“Good,” Saint says, “very good,” he continues softly, his voice filled with desire. Then, “How about you suck them?” your lover advises.

You instantly understand his meaning, & you nod in submission. You’ve told Saint-Germain before—you like it when he tells you what to do. It turns you on. So, you’re happy to do whatever he says. And your partner loves you more than enough to command you.

You slowly bring your mouth to his index finger, & then, you begin to suck it. Gently at first, but then, with more force, going back & forth, bringing your mouth in & out. You reach out with your tongue, & you lick his finger. Saint gasps. Your ears perk up—that means he likes it. You lick again, wrapping your tongue around his finger & squeezing slightly. The count starts inhaling rapidly, clearly turned on. You massage your tongue around his finger, over & over, until you pull your mouth away from his index finger.

You’re about to sit back up, but then you hear his voice. “No,” he says. “More. Please.”

That surprises you. Saint-Germain rarely says ‘please’ to you unless he <i>really</i> wants something. Which means he must like this—a lot. You smile. “Ok,” you say.

You wrap your mouth around his middle finger next. This time, you only put your mouth around the tip of his finger. And instead of sucking for a short period, you such for a much longer timeframe, putting care, precision, & patience into the action. “Oh God,” Saint says. “That’s incredible.” You beam at your lover’s compliment, & after another moment, you release him.

Then, you do wrap your lips around his ring finger. You pucker your lips, as if you kiss it, but instead of finishing the kiss, you perpetually wrap your lips around your partner’s finger, moving your mouth up & down. “Oh…this is…new…” Saint says between ragged breaths.

Finally, you end with his thumb. As it’s Saint’s shortest finger, you’re able to fit even more of it into your mouth. You go down to the knuckle of his thumb, & lash out with your tongue once again. You lick his thumb first; then, you wrap your tongue around the thumb & squeeze—hard. Your lover inhales sharply, & screams your name. You smile, knowing you’ve pleased him.

And then, you release the former Idea agent, opening your mouth, licking the tip of his thumb one last time, & then letting him go. You resume your previous position sitting on the bed, & wait obediently for Saint to speak.

After a few moments, he does. “That was incredible,” he says, his voice filled with stimulation.

You smile, “I’m glad to hear that you liked it,” you say. Then, you patiently wait for your lover’s next command.

He seems to read your mind, as he speaks quickly. “Let’s just snuggle for a little bit. I want to hug you,” Saint commands softly, with a smile of his own.

You nod, & lie down next to him in the bed. Your partner wraps his arms around you, holding you close. “I love you,” he whispers softly, over & over again.

The rest of the evening is spent in his loving arms.