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 his hands give your asscheeks a firmer squeeze. "Mmm, I think we can do that, Summoner." You experimentally slip a finger under his tail, deciding to take things just one step further. "Mmm, that feels nice…" his explorations match yours, as you feel one of her fingers slip into your asscrack. For a few minutes, the only sound you hear is his 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 his lips press against yours after the long silence would have definitely sealed the deal. Rather than starting to make out with you, though, he pulls away and rests his head on you. "So, ready for another question, Summoner?" You nod, before realizing he can't see you. Just as you are about to speak, though, Belrye softly says, "That feels like a nod." Of course, he's resting against your cheek, so he would definitely be able to feel it. He slides a hand slowly down your back, being careful not to graze you with his claws.

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

"Uh…"

"Well, you're getting awfully close to sliding a finger or two up my ass right now, and I am for you too. Are you okay with both of those happening, or just one or the other? Or I guess in general, are you more into doing things to others or having things done to you?"

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

He 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?"

He 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. 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?"

"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 demon, 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."

You take a few moments to come up with your answer, with the demon giving your asscheeks a playful squeeze before you reply…