___Aphrodesic___ {Acitar x Xinavee}

[Xinavee]

Ahnika moaned as she let her head drop against Miles’ shoulder, pushing her breast even more into his hand, the other brushing against the costume of his shirt. She kept her hand over his as he lightly squeezed her around the metal of the bra, in case he pulled his hand away when she let go. She was certain he would apologize if she let him pull away, but Ahnika had not intention of letting him do that.

Her hand gripped the shaft still hidden beneath his officers suit pants, letting her fingers shift up and down as she rubbed the iron shaft. Her fingers would twist, to let the back of her knuckles rush along the front of his pants until they connected with the zipper, and let it tug down. Now her hands were free to tuck into within the warmth of his costume, to fumble with his underwear until her hand brought out the erection. It was broad daylight, and even though they were snuggly concealed from the rest of the world, there was no door to lock, nor any firm walls to hide them away. She smiled as she looked down at him, exposed and red, gripped and milked within her hands. “And this, do you think they had her do this for them?” She asked, playing off their captive Leia conversation.

Her thumb rubbed over the bulbous head of his cock, letting her fingers grip and pull back down to his base as she turned and let her palm rush back up the underside of his cock, feeling the thick vain there. She loved the feel of him in her hands, how he responded to her so quickly. She glanced down at his hand, wishing she could pull the bra off completely. “I want to feel your hands on me Miles, everywhere.” She glanced at his face. “Does that shock you?”

She let her hand pump over his erection a few more times as she watched him respond to her, “You’re going to need to hold on Miles, you can’t cum.” Her forefinger and thumb would grip about the ridge of his crown as he worked the skin between her fingers back and forth, “Not here, not until you win me that teddy bear.” She leaned against him, her thigh lifting to graze the soft silken front of her skirt against the tip of his penis to mark a bit of his juices upon her. Tilting her head, her mouth parted to take in the sensitive lobe of his ear before she whispered, “Not until I can hear you call out as you do.”

Panting softly, Ahnika could feel herself begin to lose her own control. All she could think of was how it would feel to have him in her mouth, to have him calling her name as he let go. She wanted to fuck him, to ride him until his mind was blown and then to fuck him still. She groaned as she pressed against him, the wet tip of his penis caught against the bare skin of her abdomen, as she lifted her thigh around him, her foot hooking around his leg as she moaned, “I don’t know if I can keep away from you much longer Miles. Should we ask for separate rooms? Would you feel better that way?” She rolled her hips against him as she kissed him hard, her mouth sucking on his lips, tongue pressing into his mouth as she sunk deeper into his mouth.

 

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As before Ahnika seemed to have a particular skill for holding his attention so utterly that the whole universe seemed to collapse in around them, forgetting they were only shielded by barriers of cloth and plywood sheets that formed the dozens of booths around them. Hundreds if not thousands of people went about the convention around them but all that Miles could even perceive right now as Ahnika, and the partially covered breast being pressed into his hand he didn't want to squeeze but didn't seem to be able to pull away and as she pressed close his grip only tightened at what she herself was doing.

Her hand was gripping his shaft through his trousers, her fingers moving up and down, twisting and dancing until in one smooth motion his zipper was tugged down bringing his blush to burning red. She wasn't done though soon her fingers were in his underwear and fishing out his erection before all he could do was look wide eyed, that mix of fear and arousal whirling about in his mind and it showed in his face as those slender fingers once again showed their expertise as they drew nothing but pleasure from him in their wake as she asked him if Leia would have done this for them.

"I.. Don't.. Know.. Maybe.. M-more.." He said speaking before his mind had even finished fully processing the sentence, his voice just above a raspy whisper laced with the struggle to not simply erupt all over her right there. Made all the more difficult as her thumb teased the bulbous head before her fingers pulled back down to the base as she raised the bar on shock, in fact slapping him would have been less shocking than her next words, her wanting his hands on her everywhere and whilst he formed a reply with words his cock just throbbed all the more prominently in her hand.

His voice came out in gasps, pants and trembled groans that he had to suppress and had to answer her with a nod as her hand pumped along his shaft as she told him not to cum before seemingly doing everything to make him do so. As she pinched her thumb and forefinger on the spot just below the crown and worked it as though she were sampling silk, her sultry whisper sending a shudder through him that echoed with a twitch in his aching arousal.

Miles honestly didn't know what to think, ever since the back seat of the SUV he felt he had fallen into some surreal place and now he was right back there wondering just what she had planned for him as she pressed against him, her stomach pressing against the tip of his cock as her thigh wrapped around him, hooking him in place with her foot. Once again before his mind could finish making sense of her words he'd reacted with a shake of his head to the idea of them getting separate rooms. Before he could speak her mouth was on him, her tongue wrestling with his as his hand instinctively gave her breast a gentle squeeze as a way of dealing with the welling pleasure roiling through his frame.

 

[Xinavee]

Tearing her mouth from the kiss, Ahnika whipped her head back as Miles gave her breast a squeeze, as she pressed herself into his palm. She panted a greedy gasp as she parted her mouth and looked down at his hand upon her, the pads of his fingers touching the bare golden softness between the metal cage. She hooked her hand about his neck and brought his forehead to rest upon her own. “You can hold on just a bit longer can’t you Miles? I know you can,” She bit her bottom lip as she urged him for a bit longer control, “You have to, for me.”

Ahnika was pulling away, only she wasn’t leaving, she was kneeling. One hand cupped lovingly around the base of Miles’ balls as the others lifted the shaft high against his abdomen as she sighed, now at a lower level, she leaned in and tilted her head, nuzzling the base of his cock where it met his scrotum with her nose before kissing it lightly, chaste along the thick muscular root before her tongue peeked out to run along the base of that muscle, following veins along the underside of his shaft, her lips soft and wet as they trailed higher. Her tongue would explore around the ridged crown of his head before embracing the cap and sinking down slowly, engulfing his cock in a tugging tight pull with her mouth. Down. Deep. Then up once more, pulling, slow as though every inch were a monumental grip of his whole being. Pulling him like a cord, deeper within herself, drinking him as she looked up into his face, drawn by the desire to stir him, to shock and drive him further, so close to where he could not go. Not yet.

Oh, she was evil, and yet it wasn’t because she wanted to embarrass him, or to drive him crazy that Ahnika had pulled them into the little sanctuary. She had wanted him, had barely been able to keep her hands off him, and it seemed, couldn’t. Her own desire was driving her to be bolder, to take risks and simply indulge in her own wants and carnal inclinations. She didn’t want to stop. Not at all.

She did however, stopped just as she suspected he could not hold back any longer, bringing her chest to the underside of his shaft, letting the hot metal and softly tanned skin of her breasts rub against his erection. “Miles,” She said, as she let her hand rub against him, folding the front of his pants back around him and tucking the erection down and to the side before very carefully zipping the clasp back together. “When we are done here, we’ll go back and finish what we’ve started, but I don’t want us to cut our fun short.”

Ahnika stood and looked into his face, her hand tugging on that errant strand of a curling lock as she caught his eyes, “Thank you so much for bringing me here this weekend Miles. I hope you love it as much as I already do.” She grinned as she looked down at his pants, the obvious evidence of their activities still there, “I’ll make sure to walk in front of you and no one will even notice.” She gave him a half smirk as she took his hand and pulled Miles from their little hide-away.

As good as her word, she made sure to stand just perfectly in front of him, her silken dress would swish back and forth as her rear continued to tease but only briefly and once and a while as she brought them back towards the very end of the line. It was a long wait, almost as long as the games had been but it moved faster. She would lean back against him while they waited, her back pressed against his chest as she turned her head to look at him. Her thick lashes would frame her expressive eyes as she looked from his mouth to his eyes and then back again, shifting slightly to place a kiss upon his mouth before moving forward again in line. It was intimate, the way Ahnika remained before him, a loving couple in line, for all the conventions public to see.

She declined one of the quiz sheets herself as they made it to the front of the line, knowing she would likely not know a single answer, and she was forced to separate and wait at the side of the contestant area. As she waited, Ahnika’s eyes were drawn to a stand set up for entries for Saturday’s Costume contest. She grinned and picked up a form, curiously glancing towards Miles in the contest before filling it out and placing it in the receptacle.

 

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As Ahnika's mouth pulled away from his he had to take a gulp of air, blinking a few times as if still trying to dispel the sense of disbelief at what was actually happening between the two of them. Though the feeling of her breast behind it's costumed metal cage was still incredible, her sunkissed skin was supple, warm and silky only being brought out of his reverent squeezing of that remarkable bosom when she rested their foreheads together. She was asking him to hold on to which he only could nod, obediently trusting Ahnika's experience almost inherently as she pulled away.

He had thought she was moving off, to continue their journey around the convention instead she did something which took him even more off guard than anything previously had done. Ahnika had dropped to her knees before him and before his mind could even process it she had lent forwards and begun to nuzzle at the base of his shaft in a way which made him shiver all over, goosebumps spreading beneath his costume. Her tongue emerged next, that soft wet muscle moving with the same grace Ahnika did with her every action even as it ascended his shaft and began to tease the pulsing swollen crown but she wasn't even stopping there, her teasing escalating further still as her next action brought a fantasy very much to life.

Her mouth engulfed that mushroom shaped head and sunk down along him, the feeling of suction, the way her mouth seemed to grip him on the way down defied any kind of description in just how good it felt. "U-Ugnnggghh.." Was all he could say, the sound of him experiencing pleasure beyond anything he clearly had before, her hand alone had felt incredible but her mouth was something else entirely. His face was twisted in confused bliss as his body didn't seem to know how to articulate the sensations beyond his cock throbbing hotter and harder as she reached the base. Her ascent was equally mind shattering as he worried he might just burst then and there, a tight tugging squeeze, soft wet lips and that tongue pulled firmly up and off his shaft with a pop, leaving him panting as the raw sensation had caused him to forget to breath for a brief few heartbeats.

Ahnika's voice almost sounded like it was coming from far away as the only thing holding him in the real world rather than the repeat replay of that brief oral attention in his mind was her soft breasts pressing against his erection. Once more he didn't trust himself to be able to talk properly so nodded in understanding at her wanting to finish later, the very idea of her wanting to use her mouth in such a way on him made his head feel like it was spinning as she tucked him back into his trousers and underwear carefully hiding the evidence of her actions save for the wanton bulge pressing against the fabric still.

"I.. Uh.. I am glad you are having fun.. I don't.. Don't think I'll forget this one in a hurry.." He croaked through a shaky voice realising a few seconds later what she meant by walking in front, at least for now he couldn't blush anymore profusely than he already was. Soon enough and with a quick pull from Ahnika they were out among the noise and ambiance of the convention once more heading for their original destination, the quiz competition to win Ahnika a cuddly toy cliche as that likely was to someone as sophisticated as Ahnika was.

As they stood in line he imagined he might have looked dazed or distracted to most others but that was simply because Ahnika's perfectly shaped buttocks were brushing back and forth against him, as if reminding his erection of what was to come. She turned and looked at him in a way that would likely have vapourised a polar ice cap in seconds before she kissed him, it was an intimate act leaving no doubt to anyone watching as to the nature of their relationship even if he wasn't entirely sure he believed it himself still.

Taking his quiz sheet and sitting down in one of the makeshift little booths Ahnika seemingly moved off to one side as Miles went through the quiz questions. Most of them to him were pretty obvious for a consummate Star Wars fan, even answering some of the more obscure questions correctly got him the highest score of the day, not a clean sweep but close enough. So focused on winning Ahnika her prize as promised he hadn't noticed her occasional glances nor her interest in another competition on the following day. Soon enough Miles was winding his way back to Ahnika with a little difficulty, in his embrace was a stuffed toy wookie almost half his size which he held out for Ahnika to claim.

"Apparently this is the only 'cuddly' toy they offer at the moment.. Most people won the smaller ones already so.... Uh.." A slight look of worry despite everything made it's way into his expression, that awkward nature seemingly ever present as he clearly sincerely hoped she liked it.

 

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“Oh Miles!” Ahnika gasped as she clapped, racing towards the overly huge toy and hugging it to her breast. She was ridiculously happy with the thing and she kissed it’s nose before turning to him and laughing, “I love it! I could place this in my front seat and not be questioned about using the carpool lane. This is huge!” Flinging her arm around Miles she kissed his cheek still holding the wookie. “I know I could have bought something like this but it just isn’t the same. Now I have something from you I can keep of our time here. I feel silly but I don’t care.”

The hour was getting later and after a few more line of booths, Ahnika was starting to get tired. “I bet you could stay here all-night Miles. I see there are a few parties too, maybe we could go to one of those tomorrow, but do you mind if we get back to our room a bit early? I like my quiet time at the end of the day.” She waited for his answer, and after the walk back to the hotel, she was beat. “Maybe we can order room service and not go out the rest of the night what do you say? Order whatever you like, I’ll have what you have.” She said as they opened the door.

The room was larger than she expected. Just one King sized bed. A jacuzzi tucked with a mirrored wall at one side. She lifted her brow and glanced back to Miles. “Did they give us the wrong room or did you accidently book us the honeymoon suite?” Smiling Ahnika took a small tour of the room, lifting her arms in the air as she turned about looking at her reflection in the mirrored wall and then flopped her arms down unsatisfied, “Well, I might have been a good Lei earlier today, but this girl needs a shower now. You order, I’ll clean up.”

Their luggage had been delivered to the room, and after pulling out the perhaps familiar silken robe, Ahnika walked to the bathroom, but didn’t shut the door as she turned on the shower. The invitation was there but not spoken. Miles would be able to ignore her if he sat on the bed or watched the tv, but if he shifted towards the door to the bathroom at all he would see her pull her hair from the high Lei pony tail before taking off the metal arm bands and then reaching behind to unclasp her top.

 

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As Ahnika gasped and raced toward the toy to claim it, holding it against her body, Miles let out an exhale of relief at her genuine approval of the rather sizable stuffed toy he had won for her. He had initially worried that such a sophisticated woman as her would be not so easily impressed but when she flung her arm around him and pulled him closer, those soft lips found his cheek, effectively melting away most of his anxiety about it though it turned into a blush just as quickly. "I'm.. Well.. Glad you like it.." He said with that genuine and still awkward looking smile of his.

They continued walking around looking at various booths and displays for some time until Ahnika said she wanted to go back to their room a bit early, his mind went rushing back to when she had dragged him aside. When she had oh so briefly taken his full quivering hardness into her mouth and wondered deep down if she had really meant she'd finish what she started later. "That's okay.. I.. Well, it's fun with you.. Wherever we are.." He wasn't sure if that would come off as corny or just plain lame given his complete lack of experience.

It wasn't long before they soon found themselves at the door to their room, their luggage having long since been delivered to it for them as Ahnika asked Miles to order room service leaving the choice of food and drink up to him made him feel a little awkward so he hoped she wouldn't mind what he chose. As the door to the room opened the two of them were quite stunned given it looked more like a honeymoon suite than a regular room but if it had been a mix-up it was clearly in their favour. "Ok.. I'll order.." He said trying not to glance toward Ahnika too much at the idea of her going to have a shower was something that sent his imagination into overdrive in a heartbeat. "And uh.. W-well you were the best Princess Leia.." He said feeling again like he'd delivered another cringeworthy comment as he moved to check the menu for room service, not failing to notice Ahnika getting a silken robe he had seen her in on their first meeting.

Picking up the phone and stumbling over his words more than once he ordered a margarita pizza, fries and cokes given he felt they were fairly safe choices giving them an hour before it arrived. He wasn't sure why he didn't notice Ahnika had left the door open whether by accident or design and without thinking he had poked his head around the door. Miles stopped in his tracks as he caught full sight of Ahnika just as she was unclasping her top causing him to suck in a breath, the mostly softened shape of his cock quickly remembering it's former hardness as he wanted to simply tell her what he had intended to but also couldn't speak at all as he watched with wide eyes.