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until he was standing at full mast and panting for breath, and finally Vivienne began to sink slowly downwards, her lips sliding down farther and farther until she took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could.
     
    Que reached down to curl the fingers of one hand around the back of Vivienne’s head, pressing downwards insistently until she shot him a glare from beneath her lashes, and he settled for simply letting his hand rest against her hair.
     
    Vivienne sucked slowly, pressing her tongue flat along the underside of his cock each time she dragged her mouth upwards again. Above her, Que was reduced to gasping and groaning, only managing the occasional unintelligible syllable.
     
    Evidently, this was the first time someone had sucked Que off, and it was a bit of a confidence boost. After all, he had nothing to compare Vivienne to.
     
    When he came, it was without warning. His breathing hitched upwards a notch and he came, leaving Vivienne swallowing quickly as his cum coated her tongue.
     
    She drew back slowly, letting his softening cock slip from between her lips. She licked her lips again and swallowed a final time, before she crawled back up the bed to look down at his face.
     
    “Well?” she teased.
     
    Que blinked up at her. After a moment, he managed, “That was…different.”
     
    Vivienne rolled her eyes.
     
    “Good different, I assume. Going to pay me back?” she asked, settling down on her knees, resting her weight against him.
     
    Que’s eyebrows rose, as if in a silent ‘do you even need to ask?’ Much as Vivienne had done before, he abruptly rolled them, so he was once more pinning Vivienne to the mattress.
     
    She meant to say ‘I’ll take that as a yes,’ but she had no time to before Que was kissing her, his tongue probing into her mouth.
     
    One of his hands kneaded at her chest, first one breast and then the other, as the other hand slowly trailed down her body. He curled his hand over her vulva for a moment, fingers teasing at the lips of her sex, before he dipped two fingers between them, pressing them into her.
     
    As he began to thrust his fingers into her in earnest, he shifted the angle of his hand, and Vivienne gasped sharply and managed to get out, “There, yes, right there!”
     
    With a crooked grin, Que held the angle of his hand to aim each thrust towards that spot, and with his thumb he began stroking her clit.
     
    Vivienne gasped and moaned, thrashing and writhing on the bed. Her fingers curled into fists in the blankets and her hips rose and fell in small jerks of motion in time with each thrust of Que’s fingers.
     
    Heat built in her belly, delicious and intense, and without even realizing it, “Yes, more, more ,” was pouring past her lips.
     
    Que shifted downwards on the bed and leaned down, replacing his thumb with his tongue. He lapped at her clit and thrust his fingers faster, every moan and gasp and broken syllable encouraging him onwards. It was obvious when Vivienne was nearing her climax, as her voice got breathier and louder.
     
    He leaned his face away just in time as she came, his fingers continued to work her through her orgasm, until she was shivering with over stimulation and clenching her legs against his hand.
     
    Que pulled his hand away at last and scrubbed it off on the blanket. He flopped down beside her, lying on his side with one arm folded, his head resting on it.
     
    “What brought that on?” he asked.
     
    “Not that I blame you, of course, since this is me we’re dealing with here, but I figure you have some sort of reason beyond that.”
     
    Vivienne was quiet for a moment. She thought about telling him. She thought about saying ‘I found my pod in storage,’ though she knew that would most likely just end up with the pod being moved. That would certainly make her choice easier, though.
     
    She couldn’t decide to leave if she had to track the pod down again. But she didn’t say that. Self-defeat had never