Chapter 43: Niles
"I think your father may know about us."
Daphne and Niles were lying in bed at the Shangri-La. Niles had borrowed the portable TV from Mrs Woodson, and it was sitting on a dining chair facing the bed. They were watching some movie; Niles was only half paying attention. He and Daphne were naked, and he was embracing her from behind while they watched. He ran his fingers up and down her arm idly, just enjoying being there with her. But at her comment Niles propped himself up, and Daphne rolled onto her back to look at him.
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, last night, in the kitchen, he hinted at it. Asked if I was on a date tonight, then mentioned how you were busy tonight too. Apparently Dr Crane is dragging him to some gala dinner because you couldn't go."
"Hmm..." Niles wasn't sure if that was evidence that his father knew.
Daphne shrugged.
"I know that doesn't sound like much, but it was the way he said it. And he had a look in his eye. I think he knows."
"Are you okay about that?"
Niles knew Daphne wanted to keep their relationship secret for now, until his divorce was finalised. Thanks to his new lawyer, that might be sooner than they both thought.
"I think so. I mean, Mr Crane isn't the kind of person to tell people. I guess I'm just a little nervous in general." She looked at Niles, suddenly alarmed. "Not because I doubt things - I don't. I love you. I just-"
Niles cut her off with a kiss.
"I know, you don't have to explain again. I love you, too"
Niles kissed her neck, and down towards her shoulder, suddenly in the mood again. Daphne didn't stop him, as his kisses trailed downwards - the movie on the TV now completely forgotten.
Daphne's hand found its way into Niles' hair as he travelled down her body. She moaned softly, enjoying what he was doing to her. Niles grinned against her stomach as he planted another kiss. He didn't think he would ever tire of being the one who drew those sounds from Daphne's lips. He continued, lower.
Niles had discovered a new obsession.
Not long after they started sleeping together, Daphne had introduced him to the world of oral sex. Niles had very little experience previously; Maris refused to perform the act with him, and the one time Niles had attempted with her, Maris had shut him down almost immediately. Sex with Maris was infrequent, and very straightforward. When Maris was in the mood, it could be on the verge of great, but most of the time it was just a way to go through the motions of missionary or, on occasion, Maris on top. The goal usually for Maris to get what she needed from sex, with very little consideration to Niles before, during or afterwards.
But with Daphne, Niles was discovering a whole new side of sex as they both hungrily explored each other's bodies and desires. Daphne had discovered his lack of experience in this area, and was determined to help him explore it fully.
One night, at the Shangri-La, Daphne had taken Niles by surprise. While undressing, eagerly kissing, unable to contain their desire for each other, Daphne moved to sit onto the bed before either of them were fully undressed. Niles was already hard, and he moaned as Daphne's hands made their way to his waistband, undoing his belt buckle and pants. She slipped them down just far enough to free his erection, before taking him into her mouth.
Niles groaned, louder now, his hands running through her hair as she moved, her lips and tongue brushing along his length, capturing the tip before she took him back into her mouth again. He wasn't sure how long it lasted as Daphne continued, time seemingly standing still, nothing else existing except the motion – the sensation. Niles looked down, and the sight of Daphne with his cock in her mouth drove him over the edge. He came, hard, throbbing. Daphne swallowed, looking up at Niles with a triumphant glint in her eyes.
After, both now fully undressed, Daphne moved Niles back into the bed, his head now propped up against the pillows. She climbed on top of Niles, leaned forward and kissed him. Daphne trailed her kisses towards his ear, and she whispered.
"Would you like to repay me for earlier?" Niles moaned in response. His hand trailed down, but she stopped him. "I was thinking with your mouth..."
Niles swallowed.
"I-I'd love to, but... I haven't... not like that... before."
God, he hated how flustered he got. He didn't want it to be disappointing to her, though he was beyond curious about exploring her, tasting her. Daphne put a finger to his lips.
"There's a first time for everything."
Daphne repositioned herself so she was on her knees, perched just above his chest, Niles' head between her legs. She was so close to him, he could feel the warmth of her body pressed against him. But she held herself back slightly, waiting for him to make the next move, to consent.
Niles took in the sight, almost studying her in the low light of the room. Daphne hadn't shaved her pubic hair off, but it was short, soft and neatly trimmed. He moved his hands to her hips, and pulled her towards him. Daphne leaned into the movement, and settled herself as Niles buried his face against her. Daphne steadied herself, her other hand moving to Niles' head, to help coax him along.
Niles inhaled deeply, and moaned as her scent overwhelmed him. Daphne followed suit, moaning as she pressed herself softly against his face.
No longer able to resist his curiosity, Niles' tongue ran along the lips of her labia. She shuddered under the motion, and Niles felt almost high on the power he had with her pleasure. She tasted salty, almost tart, and it was unlike anything Niles had tasted before. Hungrily, he found himself exploring every inch with his tongue, taking note of the moans and whimpers of pleasure above him. His tongue entered her, and he found that disappointingly he wasn't able to penetrate her very deep with it. However, Niles lingered, kissing and lapping at the edges of her opening, flicking his tongue in quick movements, his fingers penetrating where his tongue couldn't.
Moving upwards, he located her clitoris, and found he enjoyed very much the sounds she made when he made contact.
"God, Niles!"
He grinned wildly, in complete bliss, and he hummed happily. The humming itself triggered another reaction from Daphne, and he felt her hand in his hair tighten its grip. Niles came up for air briefly, and looked up at her, the grin still plastered on his face.
"So, how am I doing?"
Daphne attempted to shoot him a withering look at the obvious statement, but failed as Niles started sucking on her clit again. She moaned loudly. Niles found he could get addicted to eating her out; listening to her enjoyment, her scent and taste dominating his senses in a way they hadn't before.
Now, Niles was keen to return the favor, often. Like now.
"Fuuu-Niles!"
He had brought Daphne to the edge of her pleasure, as he licked and sucked at her, moving his fingers in and out in a steady rhythm. Daphne's legs tightened around his neck and head as she peaked, pressing him against her harder, his name escaping her lips as she came. Niles continued as she shuddered beneath his lips, slowing as she did. He moved his way back up, settling next to Daphne again as she caught her breath, kissing her.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
