Adrien stared at me for a moment before speaking. "Do you even know what you're asking?"

"No," I admitted. "Is it worse than being chucked into a volcano?"

"No," Adrien acknowledged. "Definitely not, in fact. What you're asking for... I'm assuming you've never heard the word 'sex'?"

"No."

"Being a virgin means you've never had sex."

"And if I knew what the word meant then that would be helpful."

Adrien smiled a wan smile. "Sex is the most intimate act between two human beings. It is how people express their love for each other in the most physical way. The merging of two souls and the purest pleasure a person can experience." He then gave a lopsided grin and shrugged. "Or it can be a bit of meaningless fun for a pair of total strangers up against a wall in a back alley."

"That doesn't really tell me much," I said. "Can we just get on with it?"

Adrien touched my cheek. "Aleah, your first time shouldn't be just sex. It should be special. You're a beautiful woman and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted but..."

"You understand that they will throw me into a volcano?"

He nodded. "Even so, you shouldn't give your virginity away like this to whoever happened to be standing outside the door."

But that wasn't what I was doing. "I don't know about any of that," I said. "All I know is that you're the first man who has ever showed me any kindness. The only man who has ever made me laugh or made me feel like I was special. I don't know anything about any of what you're talking about, but what I feel right now is like a fever inside me, and you're the only one I want to cure it."

On an instinct, I leaned towards him and Adrien was there to meet me. I felt his lips meet mine, a sensation that sent an electric thrill passing through me. His mouth opened and I copied him, only to feel his tongue slipping past my lips. It was a strange feeling at first but, again, my body responded and I answered his tongue with my own.

As we pulled apart, I could see the heat in his eyes as I'm sure he could see the need in mine.

"The others are going to kill me," Adrien muttered as he gently guided me down to the bed and began kissing me again. I wasn't sure what to do with my hands but then I felt his stroking across my body and lighting fresh fires in me wherever they touched. I followed his lead, tracing my fingers down his back and then, as if drawn by some irresistible force, laying my hands on his tight backside. If I had never done anything like this before, my body seemed to know what it was doing automatically, responding to primal urges that lay deep within. I clutched his ass cheeks with eager hands, feeling them flex in my grip.

Suddenly, I noticed Adrien untying the sash that kept my robe closed. Rather than panicking, I raised my body to make it easier for him to remove it. As the sash fell open, I eased into a half-sitting position so Adrien could pull my robe over my head and drop it to the floor by the bed. He sat back and stared at my naked body with a wonder in his eyes that made my heart skip.

"You are the most perfect woman I have ever seen." He traced the fingers of one hand lightly from the nape of my neck, down between my breasts, across my soft belly. I couldn't suppress an animal whine as he reached the secret notch between my legs, which currently felt like it was on fire. "But we'll go slowly," he added. "Tell me if you are ever uncomfortable."

I nodded. Right now, I couldn't imagine that anything this man could do to me would ever be uncomfortable.

Adrien leaned across me, hovering over my chest. "These," he spoke softly, "are your breasts." I gasped as he bestowed a kiss on the soft under-curve of each. "They become more sensitive as you become more aroused. Particularly around the nipples." I clapped a hand over my mouth to stop myself squealing as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and drew it out slowly so it stood tall and hard, before repeating this with the other. We had barely begun and my world was already exploding. "Arousal is the word for the excitement you’re feeling now. Sexual excitement. That hot desire that is almost a need." With one hand, he massaged my left breast, letting the firm flesh squeeze between his fingers, while his tongue feathered a trail across the right, burning like fire. "One of the best things about sex can be the building of arousal. It is frustrating." His hands and mouth descended on me again. "But wonderful."

He would get no argument from me on that score. I had no idea what was going on inside my body now, it was like I had lost all control. I made noises I hadn't meant to, my limbs moved of their own accord, and every touch on my skin - even the slightest graze - sent chain reactions I couldn't explain shooting through me, all ending up in the same place. If Adrien touched my chin then somehow I felt it in my groin - every part of me now seemed to have a direct connection there, and to the little button I still thought of as my Devil's Doorbell.

"This is a kiss." Adrien gently kissed my lips and I smiled up at him.

"I know what a kiss is."

But he shook his head. "You only think you do. A kiss can be so much more."

With this introduction, he began to kiss his way down my neck. No one had ever kissed me there before, but that was just the start. His lips moved across my body, kissing wherever they landed. My skin flushed pink as this new sensation, this 'arousal', flooded me, his lips hotly igniting my flesh. And it seemed to be a two-way thing, Adrien seemed to crave the taste of me, his movements eager as his lips consumed my flesh. I felt his tongue brush against me and his teeth gently graze.

"Oh!" He returned to my breasts and gave my nipples a gentle nip between his teeth. "Why does the pain feel good?" I sighed.

"It's all part of the arousal. Just enjoy it."

He dived back to my body and I moaned as his mouth trespassed lower, down to my belly then across my writhing hips to my thighs. He continued to skirt around my core, where I most wanted to feel his touch, but the feel of his hot kisses working up and down my inner thighs was enough to send me spiraling into realms of ecstasy I had never touched before. Gently, he lifted my legs up off the bed, stooping to kiss the back of my thighs and the soft under-curve of my bottom, even pushing his tongue between the cheeks, which made me cry out and clutch the bed sheets.

Was this sex? Was I now no longer a virgin? I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to seem like a foolish child, but also because I was afraid he might stop. Something told me that there was more to come.

Finally, he sat up and traced the fingers of one hand up my trembling thigh to rest against my core, pressing lightly, but just firmly enough to keep me at a raging boiling point.

"You know what this is?"

I had only just enough self-possession to mouth the words. "My vagina."

"Never much liked the word - though there are worse ones - but yes. And this?" With agile fingers, he found my Devil's Doorbell and I squealed through gritted teeth. Touching it myself had been a revelation, having someone else touch it was mind-blowing.

"My Devil's Doorbell." I choked the words out.

Adrien laughed. "The Devil's Doorbell. I like that. We call it your clitoris, but I think Devil's Doorbell is much better."

"Are you going to rub it?" I wasn't sure what I wanted him to do but my body was screaming out for something it didn't understand.

Adrien just smiled and lowered his head between my thighs. As his tongue located my 'clitoris', my world exploded. I clutched at his head and tore at his hair, I kicked my heels into the mattress and pounded it with my fists, my head rolled left and right while my hips bounced up and down, Adrien fighting to keep them still. My eyes squeezed tight shut, so did my mouth, suppressing a series of high-pitched squeaks, sounding like an excited mouse. For a moment, I thought he had killed me, that this was some Norren trick, but then behind the sharp ecstasy, came the tide of blissful pleasure, suffusing me. I seemed to melt onto the bed, wallowing in a satisfaction I had never known. That, surely, was sex.

"That was an orgasm," said Adrien, perhaps a little smug at what he had made me do.

I nodded, then said, "Can I have another?"

Adrien grinned. "Oh, yes. The wonderful thing about women is you can have an almost limitless number. Men can only have one at a time. The pleasure for men - at least, for real men - is in giving their partner as many as she wants."

How many did I want? Right now, 'limitless' sounded like a pretty good number. I couldn't imagine ever getting tired of feeling like this.

Adrien's head descended once more and I moaned as his mouth found me out. This time was different, presumably because the first time I had already been so 'aroused'. This time he was starting from scratch, enabling me to more fully appreciate the incredible sensations he was coaxing from my willing body. While his tongue continued to worship my Devil's Doorbell, I felt his fingers slip inside me and I gave a little moan as they began to move, working in ever-increasing circles, stretching my tender tunnel in the most delightful way. After a little while, he switched around so his fingers worked my clitoris while his mouth fastened to my core and that active tongue slid into me, feeling like nothing on earth.

"You taste delicious," he murmured, raising his head briefly before diving back into me.

I lay, limply across the bed, his to do with as he pleased. Whatever he did to me caused me pleasure and I was happy for my body to be his plaything as long as he was bringing it such unimaginable bliss. I might have felt anger at the Caretakers and the Sudders in general for denying me this sensation for so long, but right now I couldn't feel animosity towards anyone, I was too simply happy. Besides, if it hadn't been for them, I never would have met Adrien.

With a little cry, I crested my way into a second 'orgasm' - I liked the word, it sounded as self-indulgent as it felt. Without giving me time to recover, Adrien dived back in. I wrapped my legs about his head, moaning softly as he brought me to the highest peaks again and again, his fingers always inside me, diligently working me and tugging my tight muscles beyond their point of endurance.

Finally, he sat back on his haunches, his fingers still moving inside my hot, wet hole.

"I think you're ready for something new."

"There's more?" I gasped.

"Hate to break the news to you, but you haven't had sex yet. You're still a virgin."

That was disappointing, but also exciting. Could things possibly get any better?"

Kneeling above me, Adrien stripped off his tunic. I could have easily stared at the landscape of ripped muscle that made up his torso, but my eyes were drawn further south to something I had never seen the like of before.

"What is that?"

Adrien took hold of the long shaft that protruded from his hips. "It goes by many names. Penis would be the correct one. Cock, weapon, schlong, member, wife's best friend. There're more names for this than you would think necessary. Personally, I call mine Hercules - but don't tell anyone."

I stared, utterly mesmerized. I had never seen such a thing before but I instantly felt a powerful attraction to it that seethed in my belly.

Adrien seemed to sense this. "Would you like to touch it?"

"Can I?"

"I practically insist."

I reached out, excited but cautious, and let my fingers trace along the surprisingly hot skin. "Oh!"

I jerked my hand away as the thing moved, leaping up and pointing its blunt nose at me.

Adrien laughed. "That means it liked you. Try stroking it."

Emboldened, I laid a hand on his cock once more and felt the blood throbbing through its hard length. I stroked my hand from tip to base and my eyes widened as it grew still larger. Adrien sighed in pleasure. "You touching it does for me what me touching your Devil's Doorbell does for you."

I looked up at him. "I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

"Hold it. Wrap your hands around the shaft - as much as you can. You can hold it tighter, don't worry, it won't go off. Some men might, but I won't. That's it. Now, rub your hands up and down it." His voice had begun to go a little gritty, but I was too enthralled to stop and ask why.

I did as he instructed and felt a hot pang of pleasure pass through me at the feel of this thing in my hands growing and throbbing, seeming to strengthen in response to my touch. Adrian groaned and I stroked harder, growing in confidence. The thought that I was giving him some portion of the pleasure he had given me caused a delightful little frisson inside me. It was also a feeling of power - I had ceded control of my body over to him and he had done wonderful things with it, now it was my turn. Without thinking, I dipped my head and kissed the rosy head at the top of his shaft.

"Oh, you are amazing," groaned Adrien. "If you want to – just, if you want to - you can put your mouth on it."

I did want to. I hadn't realized it before but I really wanted to. I lowered my head and was treated to a moan of satisfaction from Adrien as I took him into my mouth. Whether he tasted of anything specific I couldn't say as the pleasure that overcame me voided such sensations. And that pleasure was soon redoubled as Adrien's head dipped between my thighs again. For a delicious while we stayed like that, pleasuring each other until Adrien once again pushed me over the brink into the increasingly familiar yet still magical orgasm.

"Have you had an orgasm yet?" I asked as he slipped from my mouth.

His mouth twitched into a pained smile. "Not yet. I told you; men only get one shot at a time, and there's still more we have to do."

I beamed.

Adrien began to move on the bed, slicking a hand down his shaft, coating it in my saliva. "You have to promise me that you'll say if you are uncomfortable or you want to stop."

I nodded, a little nervous but still not understanding why I would ever want to stop any of this.

Adrien gently parted my legs and knelt between them. I looked up at him. He was so beautiful; his face, his body, that strange but powerful beast that grew from him. I wanted him. I didn't know what that meant or what it was that I wanted but, even after what I had already experienced, I was still filled with desire for... something.

Adrien leaned down over me, the head of his member bumping my belly as he kissed me tenderly. "Ready?"

I nodded, though I had no idea what I was ready for.

Adrien reached between us to take hold of his strong cock and guide it between my thighs. I felt the head bump against my sensitive lips and then...

"OH!" I don't know if it was shock or discomfort or pleasure that made me cry out but all three were there as the throbbing tip of Adrien's cock pushed into me.

"Are you okay?" Adrien asked solicitously.

"Oh yes. Oh yes, oh please." Now there was nothing left but pleasure. The feel of that thing inside me, gently pulsing in my tight sheath, so I could feel Adrien's heartbeat, felt more than good, it felt right. I now understood - that thing, that long shaft, it was going inside me, and I wanted it more than I had ever wanted anything.

Adrien kissed me and began to move. This was why he had used his fingers on me earlier, to prepare me for this far larger visitor, and even with that preparation, I was still surely too tight. But Adrien did not rush, he pushed forward a little then waited while I became used to him, moving his hips in small circles and kissing me constantly. Then, when I was ready, he eased a little further. I don't know how long this continued but it seemed to take an effort on Adrien's part, fighting his own self-control. For me, it was tortuously wonderful, I wanted all of him but understood that this could only be accomplished slowly. Each fresh inch I took in was accompanied by new and delirious sensations. There was discomfort, too, but I relished it as each twang of pain came with an answering throb of pleasure that overwhelmed it.

"Ah!" I felt a little stab of pain but overcame it quickly with the realization that I had him, I had all of him inside me. I felt his hips press up against mine and wondered at the sensation of fullness. There was a man inside me. Another person had a part of their body inside of mine. Mere hours ago I would have laughed at the idea and scoffed at the notion it might be pleasurable. Now it was the whole world, Adrien was the whole world.

He kissed me again and whispered to me, "How do you feel?"

"Wonderful. It's so beautiful. Oh, Adrien, I love it so much."

Adrien smiled. "I'm glad. And I've got news for you, you're no longer a virgin."

I grinned in delight. "We've had sex?"

He gave a little shrug. "We're having sex. We're not done yet."

"It gets better?"

It did. Adrien's hips began to move again and I gasped at the blissful new sensations that coursed through me. That beautiful, wonderful, incredible thing moved within me, stroking in and out of my core, each time driving ecstasy before it. I mewed like a cat at each stroke. I wrapped myself around him so tight that he had to ask me to loosen my legs as I was stopping him from moving. I sighed and moaned and surrendered to the pleasure so long denied me, now finally mine.

"This is having sex?"

Adrien looked down at me with a strange expression on his face. "Some people call it making love."

"I like that."

He looked almost surprised as he said, "So do I."

The pleasure swirled in me like a stormy sea, waves building and dropping then building again, growing higher with each cycle till my body could stand it no longer.

"Oh, Adrien!" I screamed and my orgasm crashed over me. I assumed orgasm was still the right word but, in truth, it was so much more than those Adrien had brought me to before. This time I felt the whole world slipping away from me until I actually blacked out.

When I came to, it was to see Adrien's loving face, looking down at me.

"I think I had an orgasm."

"You came alright."

"Came?"

"Another word for orgasm."

"Did you come?"

"Not yet. I don't want to come inside you and I want you to know what happens when a man comes."

Carefully, he pulled out of aching channel, stooping to give it an invigorating parting kiss as he went. He began to stroke his cock, hard and fast.

"Let me." I took the shaft in both hands and began to pump it for all I was worth and Adrien grunted in ecstasy.

"Alright, not so... I'm going to..."

Before he could finish, I felt a powerful throb in his shaft and he groaned. Then, a white liquid burst from him, spattering across my chest in a hot rush. Pulse after pulse jetting out onto my skin.

"Sorry, sorry," Adrien gasped. "I didn't mean to do that all over you. You're very good at that and I was already so close."

I touched a tentative finger to the silky liquid and shrugged.

“It’s okay. I kind of…liked it,” I said, hoping he didn’t that was strange.

His gaze grew dark and then he grinned. “Ah, you’re going to be trouble for me, little one.”

I was used to that, so I didn’t let it hurt my feelings. A moment later, he bounced off the bed, and fetched a towel to clean me up.

"That's what happens when a man comes. Most times, it happens inside the woman and that's how a man plants his seed - it's how babies are made."

I blinked. "So if you'd stayed inside me...?" This was troubling information.

"Oh no," Adrien hastily added. "You have to do it at the right time to make a baby. It's complicated, but... If you're careful then sex won't make you pregnant."

"Did you…enjoy it?" I asked. I needed to know that he had had as much fun as I had.

Adrien grinned broadly. "You have no idea. That was... You have no right to be as good as you are with no experience."

I beamed, glad I had made him happy.

Adrien sat on the edge of the bed. "When I lost my virginity it was to a girl I knew from school. I loved her more than anyone and I planned to marry her. Then, one day, she left me for another man. Rich man. Not a soldier. I..." He stared at the floor. "I swore on that day I would never let another woman hurt me like that. I've been with a lot of women - I've been with a lot of women - younger, older, women I'd say were probably my girlfriend and women I'd say were definitely someone else's. Some of them have loved me, some of them have liked me, for many of them I was just there. I like women, I like sex. But I've never loved any of them." He paused. "I don't know why I told you that."

I sat up from the bed and kissed him. "I don't know which of those categories of women I fall into, but I'm really grateful and I'm really happy."

Adrien smiled. "I'm glad."

We kissed and then kissed some more.

"Adrien?"

"Yes?"

"You know you said, men can only come once at a time?"

"Yes."

"How long does it take before they can do it again?"

Adrien grinned. "And why would you want to know that?"

I lay back on the bed. "I was hoping we could do it again."

Adrien rubbed a hand along the shaft of his cock. "I may need a little help from you, but I think that can be arranged."