<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

Donnie spoke of lubrication, and Mirellia mentioned never having an issue with her own. That simple sign of a healthy and ready woman wasn't at all what he meant. "I mean... even that, for real," he murmured. Donnie wasn't sure what else to say. He often needed lubrication applied to himself in addition to what his partner produced naturally, all to ensure a comfortable entrance. At times, rubbing loins together couldn't even cover enough of him to provide that kind of surety. Oh well; she'd find out soon enough. When she did, the Queen of England disappeared for a moment. Donnie instead got to hear something closer to the Vixen of Melromarc.

Could what Donnie had going truly be called a cock? He'd heard something similar before, though much more to the speed of "that ain't a dick" or something like that. "I get schlong or schmeat a lot," he commented. Mirellia began with one hand meant to lift, bringing the other to assist it. In the process, she seemed to be pontificating the purpose of fellatio, based on how much she'd soon have to deal with. Donnie only shrugged. Still, there was a pair of lips applied to his glans ─ that little smooch being followed by a cursory lick and a stroke, all leading up to a question about Donnie's tool fitting in someone's mouth. "I mean... yeah? Been fittin' in mouths all day so far. If you not comfortable, lips up and down a side can do some good work. You got them big ass titties ─ could use them. Shit, I wouldn't even be mad if you just wanted to suck on the tip and call it a day. That shit be hittin♪~"

[Apollymi]

Mirellia was learning that the life that Donnie lived was very different from her own. His words implied there wasn't enough lubrication in a body to make his cock work in an arse. She found that odd but figured the length and the like might have had someting to do with it. Still that thought was allowed to fall by the wayside, as a cock way bigger and with way more girth than something she'd normally call such made it's appearance. As she took it up, Mirellia discussed it and it seemed there were a couple of new words to describe it. "Schmeat? That's fun~" she decided after hearing it.

Still while she kissed and licked it initally she was looking up at Donovan with those sharp eyes. Instructions were still forthcoming so she'd take them and use them as needed. "Is that right. I guess I have to give more credit to the youth than I initially expected," Mirellia sad. Still, she'd be one to continue with lip and tongue presses eventually managing to add a bit of wetness to it. He claimed it was fine to just suck the head of she wanted, and with all the information she currently had she figured teeth weren't part of that. She opened her mouth eventually letting the head of his cock meet the wet insides of her mouth, while closing it around the entirety of the glans. Shortly after a bit of tongue swabbing would ensue, but that wasn't all. Never had she handled a cock so very large, with both her hands on it, and wetted by her own saliva, she'd begiin applying gentle opposing twists with both hands. She normally only needed one,but that didn't mean she couldn't adapt to new circumstances. All the while she continued to watch the lad above her, using those new techniques she was busy developing to test the full limits of this thing called a 'blow job'.

[Bloodedge]

While the queen was having fun with new words and phrases, Donnie had a very long series of such terms going through his head. He didn't even have time to mention how many different ways one could address a dick in modern times, but it was of little to no importance. What was important, was ensuring Mirellia knew what she was doing with this first attempt at fellatio... at age 36 with prior anal experience. Of course, he still couldn't get over that oddity. No matter.

Donnie didn't mention anything related to teeth, but there were reasons for that. In truth, it was an explanation that often went without full detail ─ mostly because it wasn't an absolute 'no' in some books. That matter would come up following the sigh that paired with Mirellia's lips wrapping around his head. Well... not quite. Before he spoke, her hands were twisting around his shaft in an alternating rhythm, as if she were making use of a pepper cracker. Whether as an act of encouragement or one of sheer satisfaction, Mirellia would soon find a hand resting on the side of her head, fingers slipping through locks. "Oh shit♪~" he moaned. "Yeah yeah, get some of that in there. Damn. I was gon' say, a lot of people straight-up say no teeth... but you ain't gotta worry 'bout that. Nothin' wrong with just a little bit, feel me? Just don't go chompin' down or draggin' and all that."

[Apollymi]

Mirellia was learning a new skill in the art of giving fellatio. Even so she was also showing off a different kind of skill she still possessed. Her ability to improve upon that which she learned within just a few moments of the entire thing starting. A few kisses, turned into licks and hands began to move about on a cock which had more girth than she was used to, but that wouldn't stop her from giving as much sensation as possible. She even placed the tip of that cock against her warm and wet tongue, letting it experience warmth and wetness while iinstructions came.

Mirellia got out of him a happy swear and a hand in her hair. She hadn't felt something like that since childhood and with him looking down at her she could feel nothing but... oddly appreciated. She moved his cock around on her tongue for a moment withdrawing just a little. "Never shagged a singer before, don't half love that voice~" she encouraged. As for the advice he gave by the time she returned her lips to closing around that cock, she could work with those suggestions. If she didn't have to worry about teeth and a little was alright, she'd see what all that actually meant. Still working the shaft with both hands, she closed her lips, her cheeks collapsing just a little around him as she allowed her teeth to touch just a little. And when it was all said and done, she nibbled a bit on the head of his cock, catching a bit if squish between her teeth only to sooth it with the softness of her lips while adding in a bit of tongue. The stretch of her hands went farther still. She was used to handling a cello a long and girthy cock could be managed with care. especially as the next time she pulled away she gently kissed the head of him before allowing her tongue to dart out and prod it's opening, just a little. There was a certain, knowing sass in a woman like Mirella as she paid close attention and looked for cues as to waht would make it a bit better for him going forward.

[Bloodedge]

Since the earliest moments, Donnie had known Mirellia was signing herself up for quite the undertaking. Now, he was finally beginning to learn what he was signing up for. Donnie was a world-renowned musician, a highly desirable individual no matter where he went. Naturally, he had a lot of sexual encounters. Even so... he'd never seen such rapid learning and advancement happening at the same time. Mirellia tested everything he said, just to immediately add a twist of her own... and the twist worked. His reaction was even noted, with Mirellia complimenting his voice, having no prior experience with a singer. "Word? Well I never got down with a queen before. I'm diggin' it♪~" he declared.

No relaxation would come Donnie's way. Once more, the queen was taking and evolving his tips within a few breaths of him giving them. Eventually, her teeth were compressing around his dickhead. He felt pressure and even a little sharpness, gasping just to have that devolve into a sigh from the soft, wet lips rubbing against him afterwards. "Aww damn♪~" he sang as that hand gently fisted the queen's hair. Before he could even speak again, Mirellia's tongue was poking the slit at his tip. "Woah woah woah─shit, ma! What you tryna do?!" he questioned. Before he knew better, Donnie's other hand was reaching out for the free side of Mirellia's head. "I don't think I need to tell you shit! You sure you ain't done this before? Like a lot?!"

[Apollymi]

Donnie and Mirellia were making their way into a more reasonable exchange. A few words were even exchanged while Mirellia learned and tried out new things every moment of their interaction. Donnie had never had sex with a queen and Mirellia had never had sex with a singer. Those sounds were nice on her ears, in a way she'd not found a man's voice pleasant before. Beyond those points, Mirellia was finding, not just new activities but success in her actions, if Donnie's reaction were to be taken at face value. "Oh another hand, must be making progress~" Mirellia said almost teasingly.

Still, she wouldn't allow herself to quit, not really. It was too good a time. As her mouth went back to work he questioned her abilities. Wondering if she was really working on a first time experience as her tongue graced the opening in his cock. Those eyes on him, flickered just a little as she kept up those hand motions but made sure to continue using her mouth and tongue between words. "Make sure I have a good understanding of something new~" she said of what she was doing. "Adaptibility is a key feature of royalty. You have to evolve with both time and perspective, I just happen to be exceptionally good at not needing too much time~" she explained as if it was a perfectly reasonable. "So, a first time experience comes with a few developments~" she claimed as she went back to it, this time her mouth opened and closed around his cock, cheeks collapsed and her tongue twitched under the weight of the head of his cock. She'd work it that way, swirling her tongue quite a bit and making sure to bite just to cover it with soft lips or a lavish tongue stroke. Whatever came of this, the woman servicing him was definitely never going to be questioned about ehr ability..

[Bloodedge]

Mirellia thought the appearance of that second hand was indicative of forward progress. Well... she was right. Those feelings were well beyond expectation for any beginner. New tricks of the trade were coming so quickly, Donnie felt he could end up doing the same thing if he didn't steel himself. Such a slip appeared when he asked the queen what she was trying to do... which she alleged was ensuring her understanding of a new skillset. How ridiculous. "I think you got it down," Donnie assured. If this was Mirellia on a first try, he'd hate/love to know what she was like with experience.

The woman spoke of adaptability and its importance for a monarch. This wasn't adaptability. This was the reason people with varied sexual skillsets were called freaks, surely! 'New developments' his arse; she was trying to make him relapse to his own first experiences. "You gon' get a 'new development'. You gon' get a lot if you keep that shit uhhp♪~" Another moment of hesitation came as Mirellia's tongue swirled around his glans behind closed lips. Though he didn't think her a liar, Donnie would have a hard time believing she didn't have experience sucking something. Maybe popsicles were a big deal in Britain or something? Well, he was beginning to hope she'd adjusted to something that had cream filling. "Yo chill, chill chill chill!" he urged as his hips jerked back, not even enough to make a difference... and all just to jut forward in the very next moment of reflex. "I ain't even tell you 'bout half this shit, but I'll tell you what you get for actin' up!"

[Apollymi]

Mirellia Q. Melromarc was not a woman who was used to being denied anything, not by a man at least. In this very specific case, she was learning how fellate while also adding her own spin to every motion and moment. In return for getting to see the Queen do such a thing, Donnie found himself on the receiving end of a learning experience that didn't seem very much like learning at all. "There's only one way to be sure, darling~" Mirellia said about having it down, There was an entire situation taking place, and if people were doing things with their mouths she could only assume it was with the pure intention of helping the man work out the easy one, or maybe the finishing one... whatever the case she wasn't about to stop.

No, she continued her motions, tongue flicking, gentle biting and soothing all to hear new noises coming from Donnie who had some firm reactions to offer. Encouragement came with the idea that she'd get a new development. How could she do anything but carry on given that information. She was told to chill and seemed amused by it, "Should I, chill? Seems quite the opposite~" she said as her hands twisted and her tongue trailed visibly. She imagined this sort of thing was partly visual too. He claimed he'd not told her half of the things she'd done, but that was fine, she could work with instructions and instincts just the same, "Well, if you say a little more I'm sure I'll figure something else out~" she was still teasing and would be drawing him in after that hip jerking. So slowly did he get pulled further into her mouth, a section of his cock past the glans disappearing into warmth with suction applied like it was her full intention to give the feeling of her mouth in full. Popsicles might not have been so common, but the woman had sucked a lollipop or two in her day... she could extrapolate and see what she'd get out of his cock as a result. With comfort applied, she'd even end up sandwiching most of him between her breasts to give her hands a break, allowing for a fuller experience without worry to taking too much too quickly. Noting the very distinct contrast between their skintones and wondering if tht also played a role in his appreciation of the moment.

[Bloodedge]

The supposed Vixen of Melromarc must have been a cheeky little thing. That demeanor showed itself even in the current queen, who claimed there was only one surefire way to know she 'had it down' as Donnie put it. What a scamp. That biting she'd taken to continued, ensuring Donnie was alert by applying the occasional shock and ensuing sooth to his system. He was throbbing against her teeth every time, then doing so again by the time her lips and/or tongue followed suit. Mirellia didn't think chilling was in the cards for her. No, her decision was to do the exact opposite. If that was the plan, there was one hell of an experience coming her way soon enough. "You think that! You ever get with a Hunter?!" Donnie wondered. Even the experienced tended to struggle against his load, to such an extent that he'd even warned Nikki about it the first time. Someone with no experience taking a shot to the face at all, may not have been remotely prepared unless she'd taken such a thing within herself in excess before.

Regardless, it seemed Mirellia wasn't backing down at all. Apparently, she'd figure something else out if Donnie simply said a little more. It always reached that point. Being the quality singer he was, it was very common for one to anticipate Donnie's voice mid-act. She hardly gave him the chance to say more however, as he was being slipped between the queen's breasts in place of her hands. That bra of hers had notably gone nowhere, but that sort of endowment didn't care about clothes being in the way; she could easily consume much of his shaft either way. "Damn that's soft," Donnie commented against his initial thought process. With one hand pulling away from Mirellia's head and the other remaining in place, Donnie leaned back against the freed arm to try stabilizing his breathing. "I'm just sayin', I don't know if you wanna keep doin' that inside your mouth. Ain't nobody tryna catch a charge for blowin' the queen's head off. It's a lot," he warned. "But, like... damn, I ain't about to tell you not to do somethin' either. You workin' that shit!"

[Apollymi]

Mirellia was on a bit of a dry spell until now, she'd not said so, but they were already in the thick of things so she'd easily share any information the lad was looking for. "Not as of yet... I am sure this counts as my first shag in more than a year. I'm still an S-rank Hunter though," she said without having to think too much about it. She was a woman with needs yes, but most of those were met on a nightly basis through a thorough practice with her cello. Still the Queen wasn't stupid, the words of Ronnie and Nikki were still fresh in her mind. And if the trio in some way caused those weather variations, she could assume some kind of magical component to sex now truly existed beyond the strength differences.

As she progressed a cock between her breasts and still sticking ou the top enough to be given full attention she found herself on the receiving end of another complimen. This time it was in relation to the softness, "Is it? Good to know~" she said with cheeky observation. If he enjoyed the soft smothering she could continue without any issues. Still her mouth around that cock wasn't discouraged though the lad warned against taking a full load to the mouth, claiming that it was a lot. 'But how much could a lot be? I mean, I've done keg stands before, it can't be that bad,' she mused mentally. Well, just in case, she'd keep up her activities, taking to putting her hands on either side of her own chest and using them for a while, moving upwad bit by bit. Apparently, she was doing a good job regardless and wouldn't be letting go completely for a while. If those throbs still held a normal amount of nderstanding, she'd have plenty of time to pull back and make sure he had the large canvas of her bosom to cover with enough space for her to have a taste.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie offered what warning he could about quantity. Mirellia had been without gratification for the past year, and had thus never bedded a Hunter. She was still an S-rank in her own right, but... Donnie knew better. Even those who knew what sort of growth Hunters experienced, people like Veronica, seemed to acknowledge a sizeable difference in quantity and sheer explosiveness. Oh well; the queen would find out via whatever method she chose. At this point, it seemed finding out was a certainty.

And so it was. With her soft, round bosom engulfing his shaft, Mirellia kept working. Her hands became involved again, if only to press those mounds together and apply a greater friction. Of course her mouth seemed to be working less, but it was too late for any difference to be made. Just as Mirellia thought, those throbs had meaning. So, too, did the "Haah♪ Aahh shit♪~" passing Donnie's lips in the form of sighs. "Hot damn, ma, calm down 'fore you─ahh♪~" There was no point in a warning. Whatever Mirellia's decision was, she'd have to deal with the magical surge that came with a strong tingle building right at Donnie's tip. Once that tingle settled, the liquid supernova came suddenly. Hot and massive, Mirellia would either have far too much to fill a mouth and throat, or something so expansive that she'd need to wash her hair and ditch her lingerie when they were done... or both, depending on her decisions in the moment.

[Apollymi]

The difference between Hunters and regular humans was becoming greater and greater by the day. Even so, Mirellia wasn't ready to simply throw in the towel because she didn't know what was coming. No she welcomed something new and wanted to find out what would happen when the big moment finally came. She also wasn't the type of woman who would deny a part of a new experience. She'd learn first and decide her preferences later... such was her own logic.

So when the singing voice of Donnie started up again, and he pointed out that shew as close to getting what she was working on, she kept moving her chest opened her mouth and prepared. That build up was magical in a way that she could honestly feel through her skin and the heat increased by a great deal. Only after everything did it become something, "Oh my!~" she seemed surprised as the flow began and the first burst exploded over her chest, the second she managed to fit into her mouth but she pulled away before the next to find it oddly covering the rest of her form. Well, a shower was definitely going to be in order, but more so than that... there was something oddly tasty in her mouth. She moved it around a bit looking up at the lad and swallowing before speaking. "That was actually quite a lot, does it always taste like that?" she wondered not expecting that change but appreciating it once it was actually in her mouth. That whole experience told her several things, first and foremost that she was able to complete the act without a problem and that she needed to prepare for the constant need to change clothes.

[Bloodedge]

Whether Donnie's warning would have worked or not, fate could not be shifted in this case. His signal was enough to let Mirellia make a decision. She took the first gush externally, ensuring a wash of some sort to follow the white shower she was already having. The second shot, she decided would be going into her mouth. Though Donnie wouldn't have recommended that approach at any point, he could do naught but keep eyes on the woman as she enacted that plan. As always, there was a third expulsion, which Mirellia let wash over her entire accessible self, much to Donnie's satisfaction.

He'd done it. He'd done something most would only dream about. Mirellia Q. Melromarc, the Queen of England, was covered in his seed, rolling it over her tongue to taste it, and... asking about the flavor. Such a strange question that was. In the wake of her efforts, Donnie had to reorient himself for a moment before answering. "Uhh... I guess? I mean, I get some pretty good responses, but I ain't out here samplin' comparisons or anything. But damn, ma... I ain't think you were tryna go that far wit' it. I ain't even done you yet, and I was tryna do that halfway through!" he stated. Still, Donnie wouldn't be going back on his plan. It wasn't as if he had cause for rest anyway. Such would be clear as he continued watching Mirellia's sullied face, and only throbbed more between her breasts as he did so.

[Apollymi]

Mirellia knew exactly what she was. It wasn't as if she was a teenager growing into herself, nor a person who didn't know exactly why she was unattainable and thus desirable. Even so, the physical reaction alone was quite a thrill to experience and even while being sprayed with spunk she wasn't necessarily unhappy. "That really was a lot," she observed, as if she'd not expected it. In truth she hadn't. Even with multiple men she'd never found herself so easily covered. Beyond that by the time Donnie caught his breath he had quite a bit to say...

According to the lad, he got good reactions about his taste, but it wasn't something he knew of himself nor was he making comparisons. "I suppose I'll be asking if its a magical thing or not... still, not bad. I swear it tastes like something I've had before," Mirellia mentioned even as she licked her lips. "Can't know what I will and won't do without trying for the fuller experience," she mentioned as his cock throbbed even between her breasts. She'd expected some softening, but all she got from that pole lodged between her breasts was heat. She was surprised by that looking down for just a moment, "I understand youthful exuberance but we might be pushing it~" she said in a joking manner. "So, if you don't need to rest... shall we continue~" she said a bit of cheekily. as she reached over, for a small handkerchief which she used to at least wipe her face knowing that there would be quite a lot more time spent in active sexual activity.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie knew he produced a lot of ejaculate. He'd tried to warn her just as he'd tried warning others before, but there was never a proper way to prepare someone for the sheer quantity. Either way, Mirellia seemed far from displeased by the results ─ even while being understandably surprised. As for the flavor she questioned and commented on, Donnie began thinking it was something that came to mind earlier as well. With Nikki and Ronnie alike, he could have sworn there was something unusual there. "You know what? I thought about that earlier. Shit might be," he pontificated about those flavors being a thing of magic.

While on the topic of discovering the presence of familiar flavors on magical individuals, Mirellia brought up youthful exuberance in relation to his lasting firmness. Donnie was having an idea, but he'd stop that thought process to address current matters. "You seen you? I can't be goin' soft when I ain't even put it in yet. Job's not finished," he asserted. In that, there was a belief the young Donovan and his associates shared. As for continuing, however, he found it more important. That idea needed sharing. "Hell yeah. I was just thinkin', we might as well see if you got a taste. C'mere, lemme see that," Donnie suggested while shifting, separating himself from the spunk-stained queen to prepare for the next new experience.