Welcome to the World of On-Topness, Part 3
GC Ashkta
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--Ashkta

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"Angel?"

The door swung open and the tall blonde we all know and tend to fuck walked
out.  It sort of amazed me that I was going to fall into the category of
"have done Angel," but I should have known it would happen sooner or later.
Then another question came up - when will Ai-shee ever do this?  For that
matter…has
Ai-shee done it already?  I was considerably miffed after that.

"Hi, Evegan!"  He swung his arms out and hugged the dark-haired man, then
found Sata directly behind him, since the married couple (which was boggling
my mind all by itself) had walked that way through the entire Manor.  "Hi,
Sata!"  They kissed briefly, and I was overwhelmed by a sense of nausea.

And I know you're saying "nausea"?  You?  After the way you hang on Ai-shee
all the time?  Well…whatever.  That's different.

We were all herded into the blonde's very bubble-gum multi-colored room.
And then my eyes caught the gumball park machine in the corner.  From there,
I was wondering how I ended up in this situation.

"Angel…we have a favor to ask."

The green eyes got luminous.  "Favor?"  He looked at me and I shrugged.
"What favor?"

"I need you to let Tryptin do you."

"Do me?"

"Yes."

Sata meanwhile, I should mention, was looking on with one of those very
manipulative expressions.  I should have run…but then I wouldn't have
accomplished everything that followed.  Angel kept looking from me to Evegan
and back, and he finally shrugged.

"Okay."

Which was unnaturally easy to accomplish, but I shouldn't have been
surprised.  Evegan detached himself again, and Sata went off to sit at the
little round table to our left.  He seemed perfectly content to watch.  I
wish that was all I had to do.

Evegan looked down at me.  "Okay.  Go."

I stared at him.  "Go?"

"Yes, go.  Start the process."

"Process?"

"Yes."

I rolled my eyes.  "Evegan, I can't.  That's what I'm trying to say. And
it's not helping that I have no feelings for Angel to begin with."

Mistake.  Oh, a mistake.  Angel started crying.  Evegan glared at me.

"Make it better."

"What?"

"Go make him feel better!"

I jumped at the tone of his voice more than the command.  Angel had gone off
to sit on the edge of his bed and cry, so I hopped onto the pastel pink and
green comforter and patted his shoulder.  "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean it like
that."

He sniffed.  "It's okay if you don't like me."

"But, Angel, I do like you."

He looked up and batted his eyes.  "You do?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."  He leaned forward and kissed me, which totally caught me off
balance.  In short, I fell off the bed.

Evegan smacked his forehead.  "Oh my god.  The simplest approach in the
book, and you botched it.  How typical."

"Hey! I'm not gonna get any better if you stand there and criticize me."

Evegan waved his hands in front of him.  "Here, look.  Watch me approach."

He turned around and gave Sata a sultry look.  Now, I could tell simply from
the way he walked that I was not going to be able to pull off an
Evegan-style seduction.  I mean, I'm not him nor am I any descendant of his.
And Ai-shee, not to mention Angel, certainly wasn't Sata.  But I watched
anyway.  Who wouldn't?

He swayed all the way up to Sata's chair and reached a hand down to his
chin, running long fingers across his jaw-line.  Then Evegan leaned down
with a smile and tilted Sata's face up for a long kiss.  Well, I was
intrigued.  It seemed to go so smoothly for them.  But like I said - my
situation was a little different.

Sata had gripped Evegan's waist and wouldn't let go, even after they
separated.  "You see?  Not hard."

Sata cleared his throat and mumbled.  "Yes, it is."  Evegan just tapped him
on the nose with a grin.

I looked skeptical.  Hell…I was skeptical, but we've already established
that.  "Um…Evegan.  Not the same.  Really."

"Why not?"  I pointed to myself and then to Angel.  He seemed to get the
point after a second or two.  "Okay, well…I know it's your first time with
Angel, so just…I don't know…do it that way.  How did you kiss Aiorishi the
first time?"

"Well…he kissed me the first time.  I was nude and he'd just finished
painting me and I thought he'd left, but he hadn't, and there he was leaning
over the couch…."

I could swear a look of fatherly pride washed over Evegan's face.  But I
wouldn't bet on it for sure.  "Okay then.  Just…I don't know.   Just get up
there and kiss him.  Be shy - I don't care.  Just try it."

I made a face and looked up at Angel.  He smiled down at me and I just ended
up sighing and climbing back up onto the mattress.  I sort of stared at him.
I suppose Evegan chose Angel because he's the least threatening of us all.
But, I don't know…something about being that way in MY case really wasn't
helping.  I just had to keep reminding myself that I was doing this to make
Ai-shee feel better.  To satisfy all his needs.  Okay…I could do it….

I was more or less biting my lip, but I did lean forward and catch hold of
Angel's mouth.  It was hard at first, cause I'd never kissed him before - or
maybe because it was just different than Ai-shee.  More lemon candy flavored
than true citrus.  I scooted closer so I could reach out and touch his
shoulder.

"Okay, good.  Now…just let your hands wander."

I frowned a little, but didn't stop.  My stomach was tickling, more because
I was being watched than because I was doing anything. I let my hands fall
over his shoulders and reach into his hair.  Everything I did was really
very tentative, so it was no surprise when Evegan finally growled and tapped
me on the back.

I broke off and turned around.  He was looking at me very funny with his
hands on his hips again. "More aggressive, Tryptin."

I huffed and went at it again, putting a little more force into the kiss.

"More."

And I tried more pressure.

"More."

And again….

"More, Tryptin!"

I stopped and whirled around, panting.  "If I do it any harder, I'll end up
inhaling him!"

He grinned. "That's the point."  And it was at that particular moment that
he grabbed me by the hair and gave me the most breath-stealing kiss I'd ever
had in my life.  After I got past the initial shock, I tried to remember
what he was doing - how his hand worked to pull me closer as his lips
pressed against me.  And then the other arm wrapping around my waist to
bring me into his own figure.

He stopped and backed up.   I just about collapsed.  I could feel my cheeks
heating up and my mouth getting puffy.  Hell - I was shaking.

"It's not so much in the amount of pressure, but in how you move and how the
rest of you works with it.  You're used to submissive kissing.  That's fine,
but now you have to be active.  And sure of yourself."

I cleared my throat and said matter of factly, "I'm not sure of myself."

He sighed.  Leave it to me to be the most difficult student ever.  "Well, is
there anything I can do to  make it easier?  Props?  Restraints?   What?"

"What?  Restraints?  No!"

"Oh, come on.  Surely you and Ai-shee pull something kinky now and again."

Now I knew for a fact that my face was the picture of terror and
incredulity.  But Evegan genuinely seemed to expect me to say yes.

"No!"

"No?"

"No!"

He frowned.  "But he's a son of mine.  He has to be into that sort of
thing."

"Definitely not.  I'd cry.  And besides, he's a Libra."

That seemed to stop Evegan dead.  His eyes hooded and he raised an eyebrow.
"Well, shit."

"Didn't you know that?"

"Didn't I….no, I didn't know that.  But now it all makes sense."

"What makes sense?"

Evegan sighed and then got this look on his face that seemed to sum up a lot
of things that would have had me screaming out of the room.  And at that
point I was very afraid of what he might do to me.  "He's been far too
gentle with you."

"Um…."  My voice got very, very soft.  I'm squeamish about that kind of
thing, you know.  "I like gentle."

"Hey, Evegan."  Yeah…leave it to Sata to jump in at totally the wrong
moment.  "Wouldn't he look good in some dominatrix leather?  If we had a
month or two…."

I could see quite plainly that Evegan agreed.  And that wasn't cool, but I
did ask for this to happen, so I was going to try to keep quiet.

"No!"  Okay…sort of quiet.

Evegan turned and lounged gracefully in Sata's lap.  "Now, now, Tryptin.   We
have to sort all this out.  Now, you're a Pisces-Aries, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, okay…that means that you do have an aggressive side. We just have to
pull it out of you."

I sighed.  I didn't like the way that was worded in the least little bit.
"Maybe I should just go home."

"No, no…just give me the rest of the afternoon.  We'll help you."

I got the feeling that his version of helping would be along the lines of
ice cream a la flambé, or however you say that.  For the most part I was
right.  But I wasn't prepared for what they did to me.  And here I thought
Angel was going to be tough.


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