Blossoming Love..? (4)

Even though I could feel her sperm sloshing around in my stomach, even though I was dripping wet with need for her fat, powerful cock, I wasn't going to tolerate being looked down upon like an item for her to use as she pleased, even if that was exactly the kind of sex I was looking for.

I needed her to understand that treating me like a personal pussy to fuck however she wants was only tolerable whenever we were planning on having sex; otherwise, I wanted to be treated like a woman, like an equal to her, as was my right.

As was my desire; I wanted to be treated the same way Aunt Sari treated Mama, which was like a whore in bed but a lover everywhere else.

To get that desire to become reality, I needed to communicate with Inik, to see if she wanted to take a step forwards after our third meeting, to see if she wanted to do something to keep me coming back to her past the excellent dick she provided.

Sexual compatibility was important, yes, but it wasn't the end all be all of a relationship, let alone of the one that I wanted; she had a terrific penis, juicy balls and a never ending desire to breed, but so did Dama, Dama Rhefia and Aunt Sari.

Even Mama - when she grew her own penis - was an excellent sexual partner for me, and I was certain I could find someone to satisfy me the same way Inik did, but... I didn't want to find someone else; hells, I didn't even want to be the mate of Dama, Dama Rhefia, or Aunt Sari.

I wanted someone else, someone outside of the family... I don't know why, but perhaps it was because I viewed them with a different gaze.

Dama was Dama, Dama Rhefia was also just Dama, Mama was just Mama; I loved them all, but I didn't... love them the way that Camara loved Aethisia, the way Dama Rhefia loved Mama.

It wasn't the same, but when I looked up at Inik beside me, well... I was certain I was feeling something similar to what Camara, Aethisia and Dama Rhefia felt for their mates, even if it wasn't as deep rooted as what they had.

"Is there something on my face, Kalia?"

The Hawkkin looked down at me with a raised brow, making me smile wryly as I shook my head, leaning against her side and enjoying her arm around my waist as I hummed "Nothing besides handsomeness~!"

She chuckled at that, the two of us walking through the streets towards the cafe that she had suggested, and I was rather amused and flattered by the way her wing had unfurled behind my back to cover me, the Hawkkin shielding my body from the gazes of the others around us.

Inik no longer fondled me directly or made crass, lewd remarks, though I could tell she was holding herself back from doing so, something that made me conflicted; on one hand, I was appreciative that she was treating me with respect, but on the other...

I kinda wanted her to grab my ass uncaringly like she normally did, even though we were in public...

Even though I had told her to treat me not like a slut... which made me all the more confused on how to go about getting what I wanted without sounding... stupid..?

Though, this was also nice, the firmness of her arm wrapped around my waist whilst her muscular side enjoyed the softness of my breasts as I pressed against her... and I got to enjoy caressing her chiseled abdomen that laid beneath her shirt, something the Hawkkin had yet to tell me I couldn't do...

I was still mulling over this 'problem' when we reached the cafe, the red winged Hawkkin getting us a private table in the back to talk without worrying about others listening in, which I appreciated again; already I could tell that the receptionist was doing her best to not stare straight into my cleavage, whilst the various customers were stealing glances from afar, their lust quite apparent as they whispered to one another.

Inik didn't seem to mind as she walked me to the private room at the same pace, though her wing remained unfurled as she had me enter first, going in a second after me and closing the door behind her.

Taking a seat on the cushions that laid about on the floor, I watched her with interest as she took a seat opposite me, the muscular warrior taking her seat lazily and rather unrefined as she brought her knee up to rest her arm on, whilst her other arm occupied her side of the table.

"Are you hungry, thirsty, or both? They have excellent coffee here, and their meal selection isn't the broadest, but its good."

I drank in the sight of the Hawkkin's unrefined posture across from me, finding that it suited her arrogant and confident expression perfectly, even if it would make others view her in a different light; potentially looking down at her, thinking that she was just some stupid warrior, even though she seemed to have a reliable brain resting beneath that slightly thick skull of hers...

"Both."

Nodding, the Hawkkin tapped the bell and waited, before staring at the door as it opened, revealing a slim, tall blonde haired Elf, who smiled at us professionally as she asked "Welcome~! What can I get you today~?"

Sensing my frown, Inik smirked as she glanced at me, the Hawkkin's amber eyes glowing with amusement as she replied "Two bacon, sausage and egg breakfast sandwiches, a tray of assorted fruits, and a pot of vanilla coffee. Anything else?"

I shook my head, and the Elf smiled at us both some more before appraising Inik's posture - specifically, the obvious bulge in her pants - with a slight lick of her lips, only to blush as the Hawkkin grinned at her, making the Elf blush as she hastily retreated.

My frown deepened, and I stared at Inik, the Hawkkin shivering slightly before her grin widened, saying "Now now~! It was just out of habit is all, Kalia... Promise~!"