She clears her throat. "To be fair, I neverlaughed. I cracked jokes."
"You may crack jokes," I say, keeping my tone mild, and tap a finger against her breastbone. "A wise warrior does not gobble up the choicest parts at a feast first, because that leaves nothing but the dregs for the rest of the meal. He savors it all. He saves the best parts for later, knowing they will taste all the sweeter."
April arches a brow. "Who are you, Confucius? And I think you just called my body parts 'dregs.' I should be insulted."
"But you're not."
She doesn't respond. I lean back, studying her, and notice her fingers are trembling, ever so slightly. Her brave words are a cover for her being vulnerable. She doesn't like to show weakness.
How well I understand that.
So this time, I do not say anything when I move my hand. I simply nudge slightly to the right, cupping the mound of one breast through her thick leather clothing. Her breathing changes, and she gives a sharp inhale.
"Everything all right?" I run my thumb over the hard tip of her breast, which I can feel through the thick leather. Interesting. I wonder if hers are erect like this all the time, and if so, what that feels like.
"Totally fine. Just hanging out." She sounds far too casual, too practiced.
It's a lie. "You can admit that you like my touch."
"I could, but what fun would that be?"
"Mm. Well, I am having fun." I tease that hard nipple, toying with it to see if I can elicit a response from her other than her false boredom. "Does this bother you?"
"Nope." Her voice is a little shaky, and she won't meet my gaze.
"Then you won't mind if I continue to play with it?"
She makes a strained sound in her throat. "Be my guest."
I flick one claw over it, then move to her other breast and tease the opposite nipple. "I do not know much about female humans. Are these hard all the time?"
"No. Only when--" She stops abruptly, as if she's about to tell on herself. "Nice try."
"I have no idea what you mean." I continue teasing her, watching her face as she tries her hardest not to look affected. It's incredibly amusing, seeing her stare up at the ceiling or at a spot over my shoulder, anywhere but looking at me. All the while, her arousal scent grows thicker with every breath I take.
She can pretend that she isn't affected, but her scent gives it all away.
Her arousal is making my khui go wild, too. My cock is achingly hard, throbbing in a way that feels incredible and irritating at the same time. I'm tempted to grab her and fling her to the furs...but this is not what we agreed upon.
And if I'm being honest with myself, I like these little games we play. I like that she pretends to hate me even as her musky scent drenches the air around us.
"Should I stop touching you?" I ask as she shifts on her feet for the dozenth time, like she's restless.
She licks her lips, her eyes hooded and hiding her emotions. "Do as you like. This is your reward."
"But stay on top of the clothing," I reiterate.
"Yup. That's the rule." She taps a finger on her collar.
As much as I like playing with her fascinating breasts, I haven't yet caused her to break from her expression of boredom. I want more than that. This has become part of the game, to see if I can make her admit that she wants me to keep going. I drag my hand lower, brushing my knuckles lightly down her abdomen and watching for any twitches in response.
She doesn't move a muscle until I reach her waistband. Then there's a hint of tension, her body clenching. Interesting.
I move lower, resting my hand just over the vee between her thighs. "You're certain this is all right?"
"Yup." She manages to sound both breathless and bored at the same time.
"Excellent." I drag my knuckle lower, pressing down through her clothes as I head for her mound. Her legs are slightly parted, and I follow the seam of her leggings, between her thighs. This is where her scent is heaviest. I remember seeing the human females naked when we arrived. They had fur tufted over this part of their bodies, and below that a small cleft of skin. Anatomy knowledge suggests that this is where a cock would go, and I wonder if it's sensitive here like her breasts or if it's not going to bother her in the slightest.