Belrye and the Summoner

You've never been with a demon before, so naturally you would like to check out their more inhuman parts. You brush a hand down their muzzle, feeling the short, soft fur. Accidentally bumping their lip, you realize that you hadn't thought about just how big the lips on . their muzzled face would actually be. You briefly think about what they would look like wearing lipstick on them, managing to stifle a laugh.

"Oh yeah, there are a lot of things that are gonna feel different to you," they say, a mix of bemusement and wonder in their voice, as you feel their hand on your own cheek.

"For both of us," you reply. Working your way along, you brush against one of their big, floppy ears. You're not sure what their hearing is like with them, but you imagine the world probably sounds a lot different to them. Thinking back to their goatlike eyes, they probably see the world differently, too.

Your curiosity piqued, your hand explores upward until your fingers wrap around one of their thick, curled horns.

"Just like handlebars, eh Summoner?" they give a small giggle.

"They certainly could be." Unlike a goat's horns, theirs feel smooth rather than ridged. You trace your finger along them, slowly feeling their graceful spiral before coming to a dull point near the side of their head.

"Y'know, this is gonna sound silly, but it feels so nice having someone think everyday parts of you are new and exotic." Their hands are exploring your face, as they continue, "Like your little nose is so cute, and it feels so strange that you don't have fur. I'm sure it makes cleaning up a lot easier."

Reaching down their back, your hand finds their tail. It feels short, with fur that seems to match the rest of their body. It gives a couple of wiggles, before they stop and let your fingers wrap around it. Sure enough, small and soft.

Their exploration mirrors your own, with a hand sliding down your back until you feel a clawed fingertip gently poking and rubbing against your tailbone. "Okay," they say, "this is gonna take some getting used to."

Now it's your turn to let out a laugh. You debate working your way down to their hooves, but you don't really want to change positions.

As your explorations turn into an embrace, they ask, "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 a bit overwhelmed, between getting a literal feel for a whole new species and being asked the kinds of questions you had never needed to think about before.

You pause as you think for a moment. "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 giving your body a hard squeeze. "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 gently squeeze yours, reassuring you to take as long as you need.

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 demon, especially one who seems so reassuring. Besides, you 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 warm, furry body a final, firm hug as you finish psyching yourself up, feeling them tighten their arms around you in return.

If you're being honest, you are into…