Room Service With A Smile

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What had been a routine maintenance tour had become an encounter like none other, no matter how many months ago it was, and Connor wasn't one to forget. Having come out the other end, he still could not piece together what precisely he made of it. He'd set the encounter with the goddess to the side in moments where they were not directly engaged, as those instances where she was very in his space consumed his faculties enough as it was.

It was all brought back to the surface by a simple request written to his journal. Room service. Room 155.

He agreed with a polite note in reply, and the objective spawned before his eyes. The internal notes he kept on Aphrodite spoke to a clear need for caution. She was a being of ambiguous-but-significant power, and he was primed to capitulate when resistance carried no gain. But still, he accepted, and quickly. Beneath the caution, there was curiosity. Novelty. And she returned the sentiment...in her own way. That was the most puzzling piece of all. Even if she was merely manipulative, to what end?

Lost in the questions, he was brought back into stark focus when he made the short trip to Building Three and the door to Hearts & Flowers was before him. "Room service," He announced, rapping the door with his knuckle. As an agent of the law, this was the friendliest interaction he'd had with a door in awhile.

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The compliment shouldn't have meant as much as it did when that part of his body was as good as decorative up until this point, something Connor acknowledged to himself with a breathy chuckle. Then Aphrodite's grip increased in pressure and he moaned quietly, hoping that would be all the affirmative she needed. In that moment, he couldn't have imagined one request the goddess could make that he wouldn't have complied with as long as it kept her hands on him.

[st_ellargoddess]

The moan pressed a smile against her pink lips and, eyes glued to him, she lowered her mouth until she took him into her warm, wet mouth. She knew how he worked now, or at least what helped him feel, and so she made sure to give him all the sensations she could think possible as she let her mouth explore. She hummed softly to add vibration as her mouth moved in unison with her tongue and all the while she watched his reaction, ready to relish in it.

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The parts of his mind still aware of itself seemed to fade into the far background and Connor couldn't be certain of what kind of face he was making. The image of Aphrodite lowering her head over his cock was one immediately and permanently embedded in his memory, and the sensation that followed was almost overwhelming. The heat from her mouth and the pressure from her touch initiated the most intense rush of positive feedback yet.

When he was taken in deeper he vocalized again and the part of his mind aware of itself forced its way back into the forefront. For a manufactured being equipped with the capacity for sex, Connor couldn't tap into an optimized behavioral protocol for it. Even if his partner seemed content to watch him react, he was overcome with a sense of vulnerability. Then, his dark eyes flickered down and his anxiety was soothed by the pleased look in hers. Overcome with the need to reciprocate, he ran a hand through her golden locks to gently massage her scalp.

[st_ellargoddess]

She had to wonder how much Connor could naturally recover over time. She also wondered if she could affect him the same was she could a flesh and bone man, allowing him to recover more quickly without waiting the natural time limit for the individual body. With those uncertainties, Aphrodite knew she wanted to be careful with him. She could also pick up on his quiet anxiousness and felt the need to protect him.

She let her tongue swish around, her mouth exploring him some more before there was a soft 'pop' sound and her heated mouth left his cock, forming into a small smile as she slowly moved her way up his body. "Still with me, sweetie?" She caught his mouth in her own again as she let her thighs find either side of his hips, letting the warmth of her touch him, but not quite yet making a move to feel him inside.

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Connor's body arched to fit against Aphrodite's as she crawled up to meet him, kissing and touching eagerly. Even as his thoughts circled in on themselves, he couldn't help but mirror her enthusiasm and warmth. It was certainly the first time he'd been met with so much at once. His hips shifted beneath hers for the most comfort and ease of movement.

"I think so," He smiled to one side, clearing some hair from her face. He already committed the woman's features to memory, but it was pleasing to revisit them in the moment.

[st_ellargoddess]

Looking down at him, Aphrodite felt a warmth in her chest that was, of course, familiar to her, but it was also something she hadn't felt in a while. Thankfully, the feel of him was distracting enough that she didn't dwell on it. Instead, she kissed him again and then held his gaze as she shifted onto of him and guided him inside her. As always, she inhaled as she slowly lowered herself onto him until she couldn't go any further and was still to let the sensation of him wash over her - and for him to feel the sensation too. Aphrodite had to admit - whoever made him, made him well.

She ran her tongue on her bottom lip and then, once she was certain he could handle it, she began to move her hips, bringing herself up and down slowly in long, determined strokes. She wanted to enjoy this, not rush it, especially because she had no idea how Connor was going to react.