This would be much easier if Tavek would just keep his hands to himself, as he had quite a knack for getting the most from her own eager body.  It was doubly infuriating as he toyed with her ear, the soft touch tender, exciting, while at the same time she knew this was the obvious mark of her difference, a difference he and his friends found fascinating, but only as a novelty, a toy.  Her nipple stiffened again between his fingers, and she moaned around him, not letting him leave her mouth completely.  His own warm scent swamped that of the hay, the cozy air of the barn, keeping her focused on her "task".<br/><br/>Such honeyed words, so convincingly spoken... she remembered believing everything, trusting him completely - what did she know back then, after all?  He was her first, and he seemed so sincere... and it helped that he made her feel so good, of course, so perhaps she was a little willing to engage in self-delusion.  But no... there had been no sign... was he really such an actor?  Or, perhaps... might he have believed it, at that moment?  Maybe Tavek really did dream of marrying her, and just couldn't keep his damned mouth shut.  An ironic thought, as her own lips slid forward down him again.  He bumped against the back of her mouth and she held a second before drawing back, catching another breath that came out as what could easily be mistaken for a groan of need... it certainly sounded like it to her own ears, and she muffled herself by sucking, tilting her head and letting her tongue explore a new strip of skin, up and then over the hot, swollen tip.  She let him out for a moment, panting, considering his words - he'd never had a chance to suggest she used her breasts before, a little tingle suggested that it might be fun.<br/><br/>But she had another thought, too... she would discover his duplicity anyway, and she would go on the road, surely... she remembered her parents' pride the day she left, mixed with concern... but she also remembered their bitter disappointment that led up to it, the acrimony that ruined their relationship with half the families of their little village.  Maybe she had a chance here, and a responsibility too... but if she followed Tavek's suggestion now it would be just as bad.  He was already so close... and she could... keep it hidden.<br/><br/>"Oh, Tavek, darling... you know I'd love to.. whatever you want, I want too."  She licked her lips, turning her face to look up his torso, into his eyes.  "But today... let me do this... I want you.  I want... to taste you.  Don't hold back, give me... give me everything... please."  She loathed her own words, but ... she did want him to hurry, and she wanted him to let go, and in her this time... with every appearance of eagerness, she engulfed his prick again, one hand steadying him while she pressed and sucked, moving more quickly, not wanting him to escape.  She felt a little... strange, manipulating her own younger self, planning to make her... swallow the semen of this liar, this user... but it was for a good cause.  And if she hurried, maybe her own arousal wouldn't get so overwhelming as it threatened to do, even more so as her movements increased, as she focused on the cock seeming to swell in her mouth, just moments away....<br/><br/><br/>OOC: I wasn't sure if I should be moving to the Intimate thread, not sure how extended this would be.  I hope it's OK!