*Oona’s POV*

I made the movement again, but slower, showing Andy how I shifted the vapor from one hand to another. “I’m pushing it away from the one hand, pulling it to the next hand, but I’m also concentrating on what I want to happen with my mind.”

Andy nodded. “I know, it’s… strange.” Hmm, I hadn’t thought about how Andy’s ability to sense my thoughts would aid in his learning.

I took his clawed hand and held it out. “See if you can pull this vapor to you, catch it as I push.” Andy surprised me by catching it flawlessly, then passing it to his other hand! I laughed, excited! “You are a natural-“

Andy, still watching the vapor intensely, smiled. “-Or perhaps I just have an excellent teacher? What should I do with it?” Seeing the excitement in his dark eyes, the desire to learn, fueled my fire.

“See if you can will it to form a simple shape, like a ring, or a ball of a given size…” I trailed off as Andy amazed me! The little wisp of vapor I had given him quickly shifted to form a neat ring, then morphed into a smaller, compact ball. It ‘bounced’ along Andy’s hand, then expanded to a much larger size and took on the shape of a balloon!

I was about to tell Andy how marvelous he was, when I saw he was concentrating, and decided to wait. The balloon shrank and morphed several times, unsure, until he had it under control. I was very impressed indeed: a little, vapor heart rotated above Andy’s palm! “I love you, Oona, in my own, awkward way. I hope it’s enough-“

I stole his little vapor heart and watched it rotate above my own palm. “-More than enough! Surely you can tell?”

Andy smirked. “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like hearing it from you! Quickly, go over again what to do with that stuff when I’m done with it, I’m hungry.” Andy winked at me flirtatiously, making it hard to concentrate.

“You can just release it if you’re in a hurry, or you can store it, if you think you’ll be cooking up something powerful later on.” I looked at Andy, who raised an eyebrow. “I’d say this situation calls for a release.” I concentrated on dispersal and let the vapor scatter around us as I waved my hand.

Andy was kissing me fervently as soon as the vapor was gone! I had to cling to him to keep from falling over as he encouraged us towards his bedroom. He paused for a moment, looking a little embarrassed. “This, this is ok? I’m sorry, I’m so hungry, and you’re so delicious-“ He bit his lip, looking adorable, black eyes looking guilty.

I smiled and took him by the hand, leading him the rest of the way to his bedroom. “Yes, of course! I love you, Andy, I love coupling with you, and I, too, have a gnawing hunger. Anything I can do to help-“

Andy grinned a toothy smile and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

Curious, I smiled back. “Of course.”

Andy, a lot stronger as an incubus, picked me up easily, and laid me down on the bed. “Then just lay back. I’m starving, Oona.”

My cheeks turned pink as I felt Andy briefly touching me with his fingers, then there was nothing but an all-consuming Eden. I could feel Andy sucking, licking at me, and it was glorious! I was afraid I might drown the world with the amount of pleasure he caused me to give off.

I became restless with the ecstasy, wanting more, somehow. Andy must have sensed it, and I felt him bury his fingers in me, pressing exactly where I needed, surging again and again! The self-indulgence, the tactile thrill soon became too great and I started to shake at the burden of such hedonism. But Andy was having none of my reluctance, and pushed me over the precipice.

I cried out and everything was a blur. My heart pounded and I reached such an incredible state of amatory delirium, I couldn’t do anything other than sense Andy as he lapped at my swollen sex, slowly thrusting his fingers inside of me as I came.

Dimly, I was aware of Andy kissing the inside of my thigh, some moments later. I was much more acutely aware of when Andy began stroking my still-swollen clitoris, slowly, at first. Mmmm, it felt good. Andy was so skilled with his mouth and his hands...

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For the fourth time, I came, almost losing consciousness, grabbing a handful of Andy’s raven hair and calling his name desperately. The absolute moment I was coherent enough to move, I tried to shimmy away. “That’s enough, Andy!”

Andy just smiled mischievously and grabbed me around the waist in a hug. “Why’s that?”

Still weak from repeated orgasms, I gave up easily. I did inspect his face closely, though. However, it didn’t seem we had done too much damage, by way of repair, yet. “You still have yet to go to the supermarket to get kitty litter and toilet paper, Andy! Juliet drained you just so that you could! So settle down, at least until you go shopping.”

Andy groaned.

Notes

sorry for the long absence, i've had some wicked health problems.

i went to see Otep, September Mourning, and Doll Skin, and took the following videos, check them out:
September Mourning on 4/14/16 at the Hawthorne Theatre
Otep play 'Battle Ready' at the Hawthorne Theatre on 4/14/16 in PDX
part of 'Equal Rights, Equal Lefts' by Otep at the Hawthorne Theatre in Portland, 4/14/16

i forgot to add when i originally posted this, of course, i congratulate Andy & Juliet on their marriage this past weekend. though i'm definitely not the marrying type, if it is something meaningful and beautiful to them, i support them fully in their choice to celebrate their love for each other in that fashion. and, just as i always have, i support anyone's right to love whoever they choose (so long as it's not, like, a minor), which, of course, includes both Andy and Juliet.