Belrye and the Summoner

"I dunno," you say, "I was thinking kinda tame and vanilla. Maybe…a bit romantic?"

Belrye nestles close against you, and you feel her hands stroking your body. It occurs to you that she have probably never touched someone who wasn't covered in fur before. It's hard to imagine that, to this demon, you are the new and exotic one. "Mmm, I think we can do that, Summoner." Your hands find their way back to her glassy-smooth horns. "Mmm, that feels nice…" For a few minutes, the only sound you hear is her breath.

Any doubts you may have had about Belrye melt away in those warm, furry arms as your hands wander. And even if they hadn't, feeling her lips press against yours after the long silence would have definitely sealed the deal. Rather than starting to make out with you, though, she pulls away and rests her head on you. "So, ready for another question, Summoner?" You nod, before realizing she can't see you. Just as you are about to speak, though, Belrye softly says, "That feels like a nod." Of course, she's resting against your cheek, so she would definitely be able to feel it. She slides a hand slowly down your back, being careful not to graze you with her claws.

Belrye abruptly asks, "So, are you a top or a bottom?"

"Uh…"

"Well, you're really into my demonic side, and you're looking for something vanilla, right? Preeetty sure that means one of us is gonna be getting very familiar with the other's dick. So the question is whether you are the dick-er, the dick-ee, or want to be both."

You are already pretty sure you know what her answer will be, but you ask, "What about you?"

She chuckle, "Stalling, eh? I love both, myself. Giving, taking, dicks, strap-ons, I love all of it. I mean, I'm sure that doesn't surprise you. But yeah, how about you?"

She pauses for a moment, then adds, "Now, I know you've never done any of this before, so maybe you don't know for sure. But don't worry, Summoner, I promise I'll be very, very gentle if you want to try being a bottom for the first time. Of course, if you decide you want me to be a bit less gentle, I can make that happen too."

"Hmm…Mind if I have a second to think about it? Uh, like you said, I've never done this before, and…"

"Sure! But yeah, I guess I'm just kinda trying to get a feel for what you're comfortable with, y'know? Just so I'm not constantly asking you if every little thing is okay. But on the other hand, I don't want to accidentally go waaay out of your comfort zone. And I mean, maybe you have some cool kink or fetish or something you're into and want to try out. Like I said, I'm into pretty much anything you can imagine. But I'm a lust demoness, so that's normal for me."

"Won't that kinda get in the way of the romantic side, if things get too crazy?"

"Not at all! After all, imagine the wildest thing you can. Now imagine doing it with me. Alright, then imagine us going out afterward for dinner or to visit friends. What happens between us sexually doesn't have to be a reflection of how we feel about eachother. Like there's a couple I know that are head over hooves in love with eachother. They're incredibly sweet, love walking hand in hand, that sort of stuff. The fact that they love to compete about who can cram the biggest thing into which hole doesn't change how they feel about eachother."

You give a laugh at the nonsequiter ending to Belrye's story, replying, "Okay, okay, I get what you're saying. I guess it's just a different way of showing that love to eachother."

"Exactly! And don't be shy if you wanna try something either. I've got those friends into stretching. I have a friend who gradually gave an animal sentience so they could date. I've even got a friend who dreams about humans shitting and pissing all over them. Believe me, whatever you're into, I'll accept you. Aaand…" she gives you a quick kiss, "we can cuddle or go out for dinner afterward. I guess what I'm getting at is that a vanilla relationship doesn't have to mean vanilla fucking, or vice-versa."

Unable to keep from chuckling at the kinds of examples Belrye casually tosses out, you take a few moments to come up with your answer, with the demoness giving your asscheeks a playful squeeze before you reply…