C L (First Version-Complete)

28: INNOCENT BONDING

I have never been a sexually aroused creature. I was trained to be that way. Never have I asked someone to hold me. Never have I requested someone to rub themselves on me. They were the first ones to approach me and fondle my body without asking therefore I was used to it. But being the first one to initiate this contact was different. It made me question if I really was Lucian.

I still eat vegetables. I still find Caleb's paws adorable. Slade was still a dumb barbarian and Sevor was still the worrywart. Samael was still my peaches and the elven siblings were still the apple of my burning love...in another dimension.

This feeling stored in my two bottom cheeks was making me question my identity. It was the same feeling I get when I was questioning Snotty's existence and Wye Fye's birth. My bum was itching to be touched. I would just want to rub it against a tree and smack it against a bystander's face. But there was no bystander here so the only option I had was...

"Samael, touch my butt," I stated nonchalantly. This would be much easier if I asked Caleb or Slade. Those two would be on my bum on the first second after the words came out of my mouth.

The man looked at me in bewilderment. "What?" Do I have to force it on your hands?

I stared at him intently. "I said, touch my butt."

The confusion on the man's face worsened and I let out a sigh. This feeling I had can be described as wanting to eat a cucumber but was served with corn. It can also be described as wanting someone to fondle with my throbbing bum but the person asked can only understand the language of hack and slash. I stared blankly at Samael and then lifted myself up from the spring. The water descended from my body and I kneeled, facing Samael just at the edge of the cool pool of water. If Samael cannot assist me, then I just have to deal with this situation myself. I must find a cure to end this heated phenomenon of a submissus. It was getting in the way. I cannot just force my bum on a random person when the heat strikes.

I put both of my hands over my bottom cheeks and began to massage it. It just got more sensitive and it throbbed harder with the action. I saw Samael stand up and he circled me curiously. I even saw him walk over the water to completely observe my body.

"Your culo (butt) is extremely red..." He commented. "Why is that?" He questioned. The sound of his voice worsened this situation. At this very moment, I do not want to hear his beautiful voice. It was as if his deep and rhythmic voice was directly manipulating my bum to throb more with the urge to rub at anything it can rub on may it be on Snotty's face or Wye Fye's grave.

I shut my eyes to think of something to answer back and I stopped kneading my bum for a bit. "My culo admires the color of peach..." I replied. If I can only remove these lumps of fat from my behind then I wouldn't have anymore problems and I can sit properly without the stinging feeling.

Samael materialized in front of me and then bent down. "Does it taste as sweet as a peach as well?" He asked me with interest. His face was painted with sincere curiosity. I would like to rub my bum against his curious face for him to find out.

I licked my lips and slowly shook my head. "I do not know..." I murmured, my eyes were trained on Samael's ruby colored eyes. My culo throbbed even harder which made me clench my teeth. It even caused my ling to harden as well which only doubled the needy feeling I was having at the moment.

"If your culo tastes like peaches, can I eat it?" He asked me. I was already kneeling from my torturing bum and the reaper still had food in his mind.

I gave him a questioning look. "That would hurt if you did..." I stated. I would bleed to death if he sliced my bum with his scythe. Although that would solve this heated feeling but I  would turn into a rotting creature of destruction. "You may lick it instead."