[ Huh, guess I just misinterpreted some of the descriptions and assumed that more people had ended up with smokescreens. Ah well. ]<br/><br/>Spoiler - Foreplay, M/F sex - Also, wall of text warning; I wanted to get caught up(ish) since I didn't get the last one up as fast as I should have<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Gazing at Taste's proffered rear, Aethon can't help but start to salivate at the sight.  After all, it's rather uncommon to be offered such an appetizing and <span style="font-style: italic">willing</span> meal.  He suppresses those urges for the time being, however, because there's a more pertinent set of urges demanding his attention at the moment.  Stepping forward, he stops just behind Taste and begins to run his hands over her hips and waist, before slipping one hand down to slowly slide between her offered lips.  Slipping a pair of fingers inside and moving up, he gently flicks her exposed clit once before withdrawing his hand.  Drawing it back up, he chuckles a bit as it's already almost completely covered in her juices.  "Eager are we?"<br/><br/>As he steps further forward and moves bodily overtop of Taste, Aethon's still-churning stomach pushes her further down then she ordinarily would, almost forcing her to her knees.  Tracing his hand leisurely across her back, he leaves a trail of quickly-cooling fluid up her spine before he leans over and moves his hands down and around to gently cup her breasts.  However, even that pleasant feeling is soon driven away by another.  By this time, Aethon's cock has almost reached it's full size, and as he starts to gently flex his hindquarters, he begins rubbing a good portion of its length against Taste's eager nethers.  Quickly soaking itself with her lustful secretions, Aethon finally coaxes it to it's full length, and as he presses forward until Taste is wedged between his body and the base of his dick, it's long enough to the tip to nestle comfortably between her breasts.  As it unconsciously flexes once and then twice, the tip almost seems to wink at her while the rest feels like an iron bar pressed against her body.  Given it's girth as well, it's not out of the question that she could end up in a very different area of his body if she so wished, although whether Aethon is thinking of that is anybody's guess at the moment.<br/><br/>What he <span style="font-style: italic">is</span> thinking of is rather obvious, though, as he backs up almost agonizingly slowly, dragging his entire length down her body again.  However, he stops just as his already somewhat-flared tip bumps against her netherlips, pressing somewhat insistently.  Ducking down until his head is framed upside down between his front legs, he gives Taste a little grin.  "Ready or not, here it comes..."<br/><br/>Pushing forward, his cock slowly but steadily spreads her wide as he plumbs her depths, not stopping until he can feel the telltale increased tightness of her cervix.  Not trying to force any further (at least not yet), he pulls back out until only just his tip is still within her, but he just as quickly reverses his movements and presses back in.  As he repeats the process, his pace begins to pick up, but aside from their increased speed his movements are still the same - driving in to just under Taste's limit, then almost completely pulling out before repeating.  The entire time, his stomach is sliding back and forth slightly across her back, and his hands are busy massaging the two pillowy orbs on her chest.<br/><br/>Aethon can only take so much of this, however, especially considering the length of time that has passed between his last encounter with the harpies.  As his arousal grows, Taste can easily feel Aethon's cock flaring larger and larger inside her.  A ripple of twitches across his entire body that converge on his hindquarters betray his impending climax.  This time, he abandons his earlier rhythm and simply bears down on her, burying as much of himself inside her as he can and using the momentum of the last thrust, he pulls her forward until their lips are locked together in a passionate embrace.  At the same time, his large testicles twitch and pulse as they begin pumping Taste full, with every pulse almost visibly distending Aethon's dick before they disappear inside of her before emerging in thick ropes.<br/><br/>Breaking their embrace and panting slightly from the exertion, Aethon lightly strokes the side of her face.  "Done yet, or did you still want more?"<br/><br/>[ I threw in the possibility for CV, because as with Linda, Aethon definitely has the capability for it, should Taste be in the mood for something a little more uncommon. ]</div></div></div>