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Chapter 23: Christmas Gift

Cephera woke feeling giddy and nervous. She really wanted to give Loki a gift but her idea for a gift to him was complicated. She knew what he would like but getting the nerve to not chicken out was going to be hard.
She teleported from his room as he had taught her to do and appeared in hers. She cleaned her nose right away and redressed in clean clothes. Shiaji usually just stayed in his room now using the balcony as a way in and out.
She made it to class just in time, taking her usual spot. She just needed class to be over so she could talk to Kat. Kat was her biggest helper for this gift and she didn't know it yet.
Today they learned summoning. They started small. It was like when Loki plucked a tissue from thin air to give to her. The item still came from somewhere. They used just that to practice with. A box on tissues. She had this is the bag. She had used it a lot since she began seeing Loki all the time.
She made it through over half the class without bleeding, which was impressive. It made her feel proud. Her instructor even commented on it. When class ended Cephera ran to meet Kat coming out of the room Loki trained her in. It was the first time she met her there. Kat was surprised to see her there.
"I need your help!" She said excited. Loki emerged from the room then and stopped to stare at them. He quickly schooled his features and moved on. Kat gave off a giggle and followed Cephera to the huge palace library.
"I get enough of Studying in that room we just left. Why are we here?" She was growing impatient.
"I'm looking for a book." Cephera told her.
"Wow, a book? In a library?" Kat's sarcasm was thick.
"I'm looking for a book about...about...um..." Oh god if she couldn't say it how could she do it. "Blowjobs." Her face turned at least 10 shades of red and Kat's turned into one of shock.
"Blowjobs are for men... I think you mean..."
"We're experimenting." Cephera interrupted hastily and cursed Loki once more for that little rumour.
"Kinky. Alright follow me. This place is big but I know where all the best sex books are. I was actually surprised they carry them but they have a little of everything." She smiled a very sly grin before heading toward the very back.
They sifted through book after book. She read at least six. Each one had a basic system but also had different techniques. Some had pictures for helping you along. She liked those ones. Kat would point out a lot of things she often did.
"What does it taste like?" She suddenly blurted out not daring to look up into her friends face.
"Umm well everyone's different. Suck your finger, it will give you a basic taste. The taste is otherwise hard to describe." Cephera looked up when there was a pause and saw her friend shrug.

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She didn't bother taking the long way without Shiaji. She teleported to his room and smiled when she saw him sitting at his desk. He was quite the studious one. "Studying? Again? Don't you know everything?" She asked walking over and standing next to him.
"One can never know everything when the world is full of new knowledge everyday." He replied not looking up. She sighed watching him. He was in a very serious mood. She hated him in those moods.
She knelt down beside him and tempted fate as she slid a hand over his upper leg. She felt him shift and found him now looking down at her. She gave him her best sultry look she could muster, and had practiced with Kat, before sliding her hand between his legs and forcing him to move so he was facing her instead.
He was defiantly quite surprised by her actions and visibly excited beneath his pants. She could see the bugle and testing her nerve she rubbed her hand over it and found his little gasp made her feel suddenly empowered.
She kept her face looking sultry as she rubbed him through his pants. She looked up without tilting her face and saw his mouth part slightly his eyes locking on hers. He had his hands clutched into fists the moment she spread his legs quick to get closer to him.
"I assume you'll do me the honour of removing these." She caressed the fabric restraining his hard length. He didn't smirk or grin he simply did as she implied making her hand now rest on the flesh of his cock.
She focused her eyes on him and moved the backs of her fingers up his length teasingly. He let out a long winded breath before inhaling again when she gripped him fully in her hand. In the back of her mind she was picturing the books. She had to stay calm, stay confident.
She was dreading the first taste. What if she didn't like it? What if she got sick? She didn't want to offend him. But so far he smelled pleasant. He had bathed before she got there just as she normally did before going to him.
She moved her hand testing the feel of his length in her palm. Her firm strokes up and down made him sigh loud enough for her to hear him. She was at least doing something right. She watched her careful grip work his sensitive flesh before moving a little faster. The sound of her hand slapping along him was somewhat amusing in a odd way.
Finally she bent low and tentatively placed her tongue at the base of his cock and gave him one long measured lick right to the top. His sharp intake of breath at the move was encouraging. She did it again just as slow. He didn't taste the way she thought he would.
She didn't mind it at all. She finally rimmed her mouth at the tip and moved down taking him into her mouth fully. He moaned and fisted a hand into her hair and held her down a moment before allowing her to move back up. She repeated the movement swirling her tongue when she could. His moans increased with each repeat.
She found herself a rhythm and followed it bobbing and sucking gently. His hand directed her as well keeping a firm grip on her hair. When she'd cast her eyes upward to look at him he had his head hung back and eyes closed. He was moaning and every so often would move his hips to thrust his cock into her mouth eagerly.
She placed one hand below his balls and played with them the way she read how. His breaths were becoming uneven and his hand forcing her head downward a little harshly. She didn't mind his sudden rough moves. She liked that he seemed to be enjoying himself more then she anticipated.
What she wasn't prepared for was when he thrust upward again letting go a strangled cry and cumming in her mouth. His seed exploded over her tongue, warm and bitter and hit the back of her throat making her gag a little. When he let her move and release him she sat back having swallowed what he had given her and wiping her mouth with her hand.
He sat there catching his breath and stared in both awe and bewilderment. She was feeling more then happy with herself.