Belrye and the Summoner

"Well, since your hands are already on her breasts, that seems like a great place to start. It feels a bit strange to be groping someone covered in fur, but you imagine that will fade with time. Under the fur, they feel firm and a bit perky. Finding her nipples, you rub them between your fingers, feeling them harden with every second. You feel one of her hands brush your side, wrapping around and pulling you closer. You feel the claws of her fingertips against your back. They are just resting lightly against you, but their tips feel quite sharp. You feel the palm of her other hand brush your cheek as her lips meet yours.

Her lips part slightly, and you feel her tongue slide between yours. As the two of you share a French kiss, you are surprised to find the sharpness of her teeth not unlike her claws. Despite her goatlike features, you remind yourself that she isn't really a goat. You give one of her nipples a slight pull, and the demoness whimpers softly against you. You pull away from the kiss and tease, "Mmm, you like when I do that?"

"Uh-huh…" she replies, needily. You give both of them a firmer pull, and you feel her wrap her legs around you. Her hooves are pressed against the back of your calves, their hardness contrasting with the soft fur of her legs. "Seems like you like it, too."

As you keep exploring her breasts, she asks, "So, Summoner, it sounds like you've maybe never been in a relationship before. But there's a whole wide world of ways to have one. Anything from a romance between two people, to more of a bondage thing, to the outright bizarre. What do you think you would like most? I promise I won't judge or laugh at you, so you can tell me anything at all." You feel something rubbing against your dick. You realize that since both of her hands are accounted for, that must be her own. It feels strange, even besides the sheath, making you a bit curious what it looks like.

Your hands pause as you think for a moment. Nobody had ever asked you before, and when each attempt to get a date ended in failure, it felt like adding requirements would just make things even more impossible. "Um…I guess I never really thought about it? I just want to find someone who's into me. Like at this point I would take anyth—"

You are interrupted by Belrye's finger pressed against your lips. "You're love-starved, Summoner, just as much as I have spent my life lust-starved. We're gonna get through it together. But let's talk about it, if you have never thought about it before. I think I know just where to start, too. I'd like you to think back to stories you've read, movies you've watched, porn you've enjoyed, anything at all. Can you think about that for me?"

"Y-yeah," you reply.

"Okay, this is the part that might be a little painful. Try to picture them in your head. What kinds of things made you feel a bit extra lonely? For that matter, what types of scenes or stories made you feel a little extra horny?"

You think for a moment. A story that caught your interest, a movie that made you feel an empty longing inside, various things scattered throughout your porn collection, a beautiful song whose lyrics you were certain had been written for you…You feel Belrye's hand rubbing on your back, silently reassuring you to take as long as you need.

A wave of futility washes over you, as the same old intrusive thoughts drift back. What's the point? I'll never have that in my life, anyway. That kind of thing only happens for other people, not me. You try to push those thoughts away, focusing on the task at hand. After all, this is the furthest you have ever gotten with someone, and she sounds genuinely interested in you.

"Sorry," she whispers, "I know it's probably hard for you. If you would like, maybe we could start from a different direction?"

You take a deep breath. Well, if you are going to open up about what you are into, you can't really imagine anyone more receptive than a lust demoness, especially one who seems so reassuring. Besides, you also can't imagine ever getting another opportunity like this one, and you would kick yourself for the rest of your life if you let it slip by. You give Belrye's breasts a final, firm squeeze as you finish psyching yourself up, feeling her arch her back to give you a better angle.

If you're being honest, you are into…