Harem House - Chapter 30 Part 3

“What are you working on?” Arthur asked. “Is that your midterm photography project?” They’d been doing homework for a while now, and that was the only definite assignment he knew she had. He assumed third-year engineering courses had a lot of homework, an assumption that proved he was not an idiot. 


“No.” Rani shook her head. “But I do need to take those photos. Would you have time this week? Maybe Wednesday?” 


“Would Tuesday work?” Arthur asked. “Or tomorrow after dinner or tonight?” 


Rani frowned. “Not tonight. But I’d love to use the house for the shoot if your mom would be okay with that.” 


“Yeah, that’d be fine.” Arthur said, shrugging. He didn’t imagine his mom would protest. “Did you ever ask Kelly about modeling for you too?” 


“No.” Rani said. “It slipped my mind. You okay if I call her real quick?” 


“Oh, sure.” Arthur said, gesturing to Rani’s cell phone on the coffee table. “If you can stop texting Mark for a minute or two.” 


Rani rolled her eyes and almost laughed. “Don’t get jealous, my King. Mark’s not my type.” 


“You have a type?” Arthur asked. 


“I don’t fuck guys with girlfriends.” Rani said. “At least, not without the girlfriend’s approval and participation. Another lesson from Amir.” She sighed. “I’d have to ask your permission first anyway, right? So you have nothing to worry about.” 


Arthur couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face and didn’t try. 


“Besides, I’d rather fuck your mom.” Rani winked at him, and Arthur nearly choked on air. 


“You are kidding about that, right?” Arthur asked, hoping against hope. 


Rani smiled as she picked up her phone and pulled up Kelly’s number. She started the call, blew a kiss to Arthur, and slouched onto the sofa. 


“Hey, it’s me.” Rani said after three rings when Kelly answered. 


“Hey, what’s wrong? What happened?” Kelly asked. 


“No, nothing’s wrong.” Rani shook her head, though Kelly obviously couldn’t see it. “I just had a quick favor to ask!” Rani’s voice shot into the ceiling as Arthur slid the vibrator controls to their maximum setting. The spike in intensity was an electric shock to her system. Involuntary convulsions nearly threw the laptop from her lap. She gripped it with one hand as her legs spasmed, and she lowered the computer to the floor and glared at Arthur. 


“Are you okay? What was that?” Kelly asked. 


“No, I’m still okay.” Rani said to Kelly through gritted teeth. “Master just thinks it’s funny to spike the vibrator while I’m trying to talk to you.” Rani paused and glanced at Arthur. 


“I’m jealous. I wouldn’t mind having one of those right now. Tell him I want one of those for myself.” Kelly said. 


“Yes, Mistress. I’ll tell him.” Rani said, eyeing Arthur when she said it. 


Arthur raised his eyebrows and lowered the intensity to a dull hum. 


“Mistress wants you to know she’s jealous and wants one of those for herself.” Rani gestured to her crotch, specifying the remote control vibrator. 


“Tell her I’ll consider it.” Arthur said. “But for now, I need her to be a good girl and behave.” 


Rani laughed. “He says he’ll consider it, but he needs you to be a good girl and behave.” 


Kelly groaned. “Did you call just to tease me?” 


“No, we didn’t call to tease you, sorry.” Rani said. “I wanted to ask a favor.” She hesitated but powered through her request with Arthur’s encouraging nod. “I have a life photography midterm coming, and I need a female model. I wanted to do something that contrasted the masculine with the feminine. It would be mostly nude, and you’d have to sign a release for me to use the photos, but would that be something you’d be willing to do?” 


There was momentary silence on the other side of the phone before Kelly answered. 


“Nude?’ Kelly asked. “I don’t know. It’s one thing to be naked in front of you girls, but pictures are different. Can I think about it?” 


Rani’s face fell. “Oh.” Rani said. She looked at Arthur. “No, it’s okay, I understand, totally.” She nodded. “No pressure. I can ask one of the others. You’re just the first one I considered. You’d be perfect.” 


“She said no?” Arthur asked, confused. 


Rani raised her finger. 


“I’m not saying no.” Kelly said quickly. 


“No, Kelly, listen to me.” Rani paused. “Anything short of an enthusiastic yes is a no as far as I’m concerned, and that’s okay. Your consent matters and your comfort matters to me. I can totally find another model.” She paused.


“I appreciate that, but–” Kelly said, but Rani cut her off. 


“Of course. Don’t worry about it.” Rani said. 


“Pass me the phone.” Arthur said, reaching his hand out.


“I want to help you out, but I need to think about it first.” Kelly finished her sentence anyway. 


Rani shook her head. “It’s my fault for not asking sooner.” She said into the phone. “You can take some time if you’d like, but I need to take the photos soon, so I’ll look for another model while you think it over, okay?” 


“Okay.” Kelly said, sounding defeated. 


“Okay.” Rani said. “No worries. Take your time; if it’s a no, that’s one-thousand percent okay. If you're uncomfortable in the least way, you don't have to do it.” 


“Selene said she’d be willing.” Kelly said, clearly explaining the situation to Selene. “Could we talk about it at the harem meeting on Wednesday?” 


Rani was quiet again, a thoughtful look on her face. “Yeah, we could do that.” Rani said, nodding. “While I’m considering backups, do you know anyone roughly your level of fitness that might be willing? I appreciate Selene’s willingness, but I was hoping to use a female model with some muscles.” 


“Maybe.” Kelly said. “I think my friend Thalia has done some modeling.” 


Rani paused, smiling. “Perfect. Text me her number, and I’ll send her a message. Thank you, Mistress.” 


Arthur relaxed on the sofa and waited patiently as Rani ended the call. 


“She said no?” Arthur asked. 


“She said maybe.” Rani said. “But I need someone else in my back pocket if she’s uncomfortable. I know they’re nude photos, but I didn’t think she’d be shy. She has such a fuckin’ hot body.” 


Arthur laughed. “She does, but I get it. She’s going to be a teacher. She can’t have her nudes out there on the internet.” 


Rani frowned, nodding. “Yeah, I guess. These wouldn’t be online, though I guess I could use them in my portfolio. Maybe I can do it in a way that doesn’t show her face. Something tasteful, shot from behind. She’s got a great behind.” 


Arthur fiddled with the controls, and Rani sank into the sofa with a moan. “Asshole.” Rani grunted as the vibrating stopped. 


Arthur laughed. 


“Honestly, I don’t think there’s a bad butt between you.” Arthur said, laughing.


“Even your ass is pretty freakin’ sweet.” Rani said, laughing. “I guess the worst in the bunch would be Katelyn’s, but she has a good shape. It’s just small.” 


Arthur laughed. He couldn’t disagree, but he didn’t want to spend their time together discussing the others. Kat warned him when they started that comparisons were a bad idea, and he agreed, so he changed the subject. “So what project were you working on, if not your midterm?” 


“A videography project.” Rani said. “But it’s more for me than for a class.” 


“Don’t you have class homework to do?” Arthur asked. 


“I’m caught up on what’s due tomorrow and Tuesday.” Rani answered. “I’ll pull an all-nighter Monday night and work ahead for this weekend.” 


Arthur nodded. That wasn’t his preferred strategy for assignments, but he knew better than to try and force his study habits on someone else. 


“Have you got your costume figured out for the Ren Faire?” Rani asked, taking a stab at changing the subject herself. 


“No, I don’t know if we ever decided for sure.” Arthur said. “I certainly haven’t bought anything for it. I might have to make do with one of the costumes I already have.” 


“Kelly didn't talk to you about it?” Rani asked. 


“Should she have?” Arthur asked. “We’ve been busy.”


“Fair. What do you have?” Rani asked, mulling something over while she carried on the conversation. 


“Well, I have a Halloween costume that might work, my old show costumes, and access to the Theater Club’s costume closet.” Arthur stroked his chin.


“What, specifically, do you have?” Rani repeated the question with emphasis on the ‘specifically.’ 


“I could wear my Prince Charming costume from Cinderella, my Prince Charming costume from Into the Woods, Frankenstein’s Costume from Young Frankenstein, or my King Arthur costume from last Halloween.” Arthur suggested. 


“You have a King Arthur costume?” Rani asked. “Do you have these costumes here?” 


“Yeah, in the second bedroom’s closet.” Arthur gestured to the second bedroom where his ‘home office’ was now half-full of books. 


Rani got up and moved across the living room with surprising speed. She found and opened the closet before Arthur made it to the door. “Wait, is this your King Arthur costume?” She asked, holding up what appeared to be a craft-store special remake of a Monty Python’s Holy Grail costume. 


“Yes.” Arthur nodded. “There are some coconuts in my other closet that–” 


“No.” Rani said, shaking her head. “What’s this?” She pulled out a hanger that caught her eye. Specifically, the skimpy brown miniskirt that caught her eye. The harem’s suggestion had been putting Arthur in a Barbarian costume, and this looked promising. 


Arthur frowned. “That was going to be Lori’s half of our costume this year. We bought them last November at this boutique costume shop. We got a deal because Halloween was over, so we thought it was smart to plan ahead.” 


“Wow, she really led you on, huh?” Rani asked. 


Arthur’s lack of answer caused her to look at him. She swallowed. Arthur’s brow furrowed and he looked upset. Rani put her hand on his arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think…” 


“It’s okay.” Arthur dismissed her worry without another word. He didn’t feel Lori had led him on, but he’d expected to spend this Halloween together. “Things didn’t work out like we expected, but honestly, it’s for the best. You and I wouldn’t be dating if Lori were still my girlfriend. The harem wouldn’t be together.” 


“Aw.” Rani smiled at him. She kissed his cheek but then returned her attention to the costume in her hand. “Who was she supposed to be?” 


“Jane.” Arthur said, hesitating. 


“Jane?” Rani asked, clearly confused as she flipped the hanger over, looking for the rest of the costume. That’s all there was to the costume; a cropped tank top and a matching miniskirt. Still, it was more fabric than the costume Arthur pulled from the closet. 


“As in Tarzan and Jane.” He said, holding the loin cloth against his jeans. 


Rani’s eyes lingered on his crotch and her smile spread. Without the jeans, the narrow loin cloth would show all of his legs and thighs. The flap in the loin cloth would hide his bulge and his buttcrack, but every sculpted muscle of his body would be on display. Rani licked her lips. 


“You’re wearing that.” Rani said immediately. 


“For Halloween?” Arthur asked, making a face. 


“To the Ren Faire.” Rani corrected him. “And maybe right now? Please? Let’s see if it still fits?” 


Arthur laughed. 


“I’ll wear this.” Rani said, holding up Jane’s bikini. 


“I don’t think that will cover you the way it did, Lori.” Arthur said, shaking his head. 


“Excuse me?” Rani asked, her tone edging toward accusatory. 


“That miniskirt was risque on her. It’ll be downright X-rated on you. Your ass is bigger, it’ll ride higher and pull tighter.” Arthur gestured to her butt. 


“For a moment, I thought you were going to say it wouldn’t fit because I’m so much bigger than she was.” Rani said, frowning. 


“No.” Arthur shook his head. “It’s not a weight thing, but a body shape thing. Your hips and butt are bigger than Lori’s, and your chest is smaller. The tank top might not fit you either.” 


“Well, if I let you pick what I wear to the fair, will you wear this?” Rani asked, snatching the Tarzan loincloth from Arthur before he could put it away. “I was going to go as a djinn.” 


“I don’t know…” Arthur said, stroking his chin as he considered it. “I thought I’d wear it to a party for a few hours, not all day at a Faire.” 


“You can put me in any costume you want, and I’ll wear it all day. No matter how revealing, embarrassing, or whatever.” She dangled the Jane costume again. 


“Why not for Halloween?” Arthur asked. 


“Because I already have a Halloween costume. Well, kind of. Mindy and I picked up some costumes for us girls, but not for Halloween parties, just for the harem. We were going to show you them last night, but there wasn’t time with everything we did.” Rani said, shrugging. 


“When will I get to see those?” Arthur asked. 


“Soon, I’m sure.” Rani said, not committing to a specific time. Her teasing nature amused Arthur, so he gave it back to her. 


“And if I say you can only wear jewelry?” Arthur asked, laughing at the very idea of Rani wearing nothing but jewelry out in public. “I’ll carry a lamp on my belt and you can be my jewelry-clad djinn.” In private, he rather enjoyed the lavish gold and colored stones against her dark skin. In public? He didn’t know how he felt about the possibility of others seeing her that way. He wasn’t certain how she felt about it either. She always wore baggy clothes at school. She stayed out of the spotlight until she was ready to step into it. 


“I might have to add some pasties and bikini briefs if it’s beach rules, but I’d do it.” Rani said. Her honey-brown eyes sparkled, still eyeing Arthur’s crotch. “Fair’s fair.” 


Arthur swallowed. “Deal.” He took the Tarzan costume back and hung it up. “I’ll wear it on Saturday. And you can dress like a proper djinni concubine. Pasties, bikini briefs, anklets, bracelets, piercings, a waist chain, a veil, the works.” 


Rani offered her hand for a shake, and Arthur took it. “Deal.” She winked. 


“Now, can I ask for a favor tonight, my King?” Rani asked. 


“Food?” Arthur asked. Dinner time was fast approaching, and the prep was only partially done; he still had to cook the meal. 


“Oh, sure. But what I was going to ask for was Selene.” Rani said, blinking her eyelashes at him prettily. 


Arthur raised an eyebrow. “What?” 


“She shared you with Mindy and me last Monday when it was her date night. I want her to join us tonight. I thought we could do something special. Me, you, and her.” Rani said. 


“You don’t want it to be just you and me?” Arthur asked, confused. 


“I mean, we’ve had ice cream and done our homework together. We’ll eat dinner together. We’ve hung out, shared, bonded, and we fucked together without the others, but what I have in mind for tonight is you, me, Selene, and your TV.” Rani said, not at all explaining what she was talking about. “Please, my King?” Rani stepped forward, pressing her body against his as Arthur held his ground. 


Arthur sighed. “What about Kat? If Selene is joining us, wouldn’t it be rude to exclude her?” 


“She can join if she wants to.” Rani said. “Actually, that’d be hot. So, yeah, Kat too, but let me take the lead with them, okay?” 


Arthur nodded. “Anything for you, my Queen.” 


Arthur startled Rani by kissing her cheek, but once she recovered she kissed him on the lips. The soft press of her lips against his mouth turned passionate immediately, and she rolled her body against him, pressing herself against him. 


Arthur ended the kiss first, leading her to the living room by the hand. They left the office behind them, and Rani looked expectantly for Arthur to rejoin her on the sofa, but he gestured for her to sit and moved past her to the kitchen. 


“You lounge and maybe work things out with Selene. I’ll cook dinner.” Arthur said. “We’ll need the fuel. Something tells me we’re going to have an active night.” 


“You’ve had a full day to recover from last night. Are you ready to go?” Rani asked as she sat on the sofa with her ankles crossed below her. 


“It’s been less than twelve hours since Mindy drained me this morning.” Arthur laughed. “Let me eat more food and digest it, and I’ll be ready to go.” 


Rani smiled. “Yes, my King.” She lounged dramatically on the sofa, reclining with her feet up and her back against the cushions so her body was on display. “Can I take these panties off?” 


“Go for it.” Arthur said. “See if you can reach orgasm before dinner.” 


“And if I can’t?” Rani asked, noticing that the vibrator was still so low she could barely feel it. 


“I’m sure I’ll think of something fun to punish you for disobeying your King.” Arthur shrugged and laughed as he turned on the oven. 


Rani smiled and texted Selene. 


Queenie: Hey, when do you think you’ll be home? I was hoping you and I could show Arthur that video we made tonight. Brat’s welcome to join us if she wants. Might be kind of hot to make her watch Arthur and I spit-roasting you to our porn playing in the background.


Slut: I’m in. We can be home in forty minutes if we Uber. 


Queenie: No rush. We’re eating dinner soon, then digesting. 


Slut: Okay. We’ll eat dinner here then and be there as soon as we can, I’ll keep you updated. 


Slut: I showed Brat your text. She said “Hot” in what I think was supposed to be an impression of you. 


Queenie: Was it any good? 


Slut: It sounded more like Eeyore than you, but she says she’ll work on it. 


Queenie: lol. See you soon, slut. Tell Brat I said [stuck-out tongue emoji]. 


Selene sent a wink emoji, a fire emoji, two eggplant emojis, and a sweating emoji. 


Rani sent a 100 emoji and returned her attention to herself. She slid her panties off, leaving her naked on the sofa with the exception of her piercings, her waist chain, and the barely-buzzing vibrator in her pussy. 


“Can I turn this up at all?” Rani asked, comfortable, aroused, but nowhere near satisfied. 


“No.” Arthur called from the kitchen. 


“Can I use some of my other toys from the duffel bag?” Rani asked, almost whining as she closed her eyes. 


“No.” Arthur’s answer was the same, and Rani’s grunt of annoyance was belligerent, but she obeyed. 


Rani took a deep breath and didn’t ask if she could use her hands. She pressed the vibe into herself, using the pressure from her fingertips to press against it from the outside. The whispering vibe was too low to push her over the edge but helped along by her fingers, it showed promise. Rani opened her laptop and put it on the coffee table. She didn’t ask another question she didn’t want a negative answer to. She turned to an older but reliable porno. 


The new hire at the farm was handsome with a rugged jawline. He was shorter than Arthur but polite. The plaid shirt tucked into his blue jeans showed a tight waist and an angled frame that drew Rani’s eyes from his shoulders to his crotch. 


The female actress was dressed in a similar theme but in far more revealing clothes. Her cutoff shorts had half her ass hanging out them, but she played into her flirtatious nature with the security of her family’s owning the farm. Their cowboy hats hung on the hooks by the door, and the camera panned to them as the man followed the woman up the ladder. 


Rani’s fingers gently circled the vibrator’s base and pressed gently against her soft flesh, pushing it against the stiff surface. She closed her eyes as the pressure from the toy shifted in the opposite direction, increasing the pleasure from the vibration that much more. She opened them again to see the young woman rip open the young man’s shirt. His shirt buttons flew aside to reveal two slabs of muscle for his chest and chiseled rectangular abs wrapping his torso as they reached toward the line in the center of his stomach. 


Rani flexed her legs, squeezing the toy with her body and reveling in the shift in intensity. She gripped the sofa and moaned. 


The intensity inside her increased, and she looked toward the kitchen to see Arthur standing there, his phone in hand. Rani’s gaze met his. The heat between them warmed their faces, and Arthur’s sparkling blue eyes met Rani’s honey-brown gaze with all the force of ocean waves crashing against the rocks. 


“Fuck.” Rani gasped, squeezing the toy with her body as Arthur flickered the intensity with his thumb, watching her reaction. “Don’t you have to cook?” She asked. 


“We have until the oven timer goes off.” Arthur said. “But I wouldn’t mind starting with an appetizer.” He winked and took off his shirt. 


His body was better than the porn star’s, in Rani’s opinion. Some of her evaluation might have been based on his proximity, but there was something so carnal about a body in the room that beat the pants off a body on screen. Arthur’s pants hit the floor with a dull thud, and he kicked them off to the empty space at the foot of the coffee table. 


His boxers were tight, and Rani could see why. He was straining against them, fit to burst them if he didn’t pull himself free soon. 


“You’ve been topless all afternoon.” Arthur said. 


“I’ve been wanting your dick all afternoon.” Rani said, pointing out the obvious. “It was your idea to wait.” 


Arthur smirked. “My release is guaranteed.” He lowered the intensity of her vibrator with his phone. “I haven’t decided about yours yet.” 


Rani beckoned him closer to the sofa. “I know you want to fuck me.” 


“No.” Arthur said, his rebuttal immediate. “I want to ravish you.” 


Rani’s lips parted as he stepped forward, but he didn’t cross the space between them or move around the coffee table. He took a single step forward, watching her the entire time. As he stepped forward, he increased the intensity of her vibrator. Rani arched her back, offering herself to him, but he remained where he was. 


“Do you want me to beg, my king?” Rani asked, her voice desperate and her fingers working harder to pleasure herself now, increasing their intensity as she brought her hand away from the sofa cushion and groped her breast as if offering her pierced nipple to him. “Because I fuckin’ will.” 


“I want you to show me what you enjoy.” Arthur said. “I want to know you, Rani, and I want to know what brings you pleasure.” 


Rani’s nostrils flared as she inhaled and she swallowed. “Fuck you.” She gasped. 


“Excuse me?” Arthur asked, genuinely surprised as he shifted his stance. 


“You’re too fuckin’ good at this. Telling me what I never even knew I wished you’d say.” Rani shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. “All while making me writhe in lust.” 


Arthur’s confidence returned in an instant, and he barked a harsh laugh. “Silence, my Queen.” Arthur said, his voice dark and husky. “Don’t speak another word. Show me what you want. Show me what I can do to bring you more pleasure than you’ve ever known.” 


Rani writhed, pushing herself up the sofa and twisting so she was lying on it properly, her legs spread, one arm overhead holding onto the sofa arm, the other between her legs, pulling and pushing the vibrator, fucking herself with it as it thrashed within her. 


Her fingers wrapped around the base for several strokes before sliding away from it across her slick inner thigh. She dragged her fingers over her hip, raking her dark flesh with pale lines as her nails scraped along her stomach to her breast. She squeezed and groped her nipple, closing her legs gently to trap the vibrator within her. 


Rani’s hand continued its journey, massaging her collarbone, then her neck, before tussling through her hair and splaying it out behind her. Her eyes remained on Arthur, watching his body and his arm as he stroked himself from outside his boxers. 


She licked her fingers, tasting herself and sucking on her fingers to get them wet. Then she reached between her legs and gently rubbed a circle around her budding clit, never touching the bud directly. She used indirect pressure and the vibrations in her pussy, to stimulate herself. Her other hand, formerly on the sofa arm, drifted over her face to her throat. 


Her left hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing the sides of her neck gently as her right hand spread her arousal from her pussy lips until she coated her thighs and bush. The dark, curled hair above her pussy shone as she raked her fingers through it. She lifted her hips by pushing her feet against the sofa beneath her. 


She held her head in place by her hair with one hand, then in a decline with her hips up and her shoulders against the cushions, she fucked herself with the vibrator. She started slow, but she soon shifted to a hard and steady rhythm that made her twist and writhe against the sofa. 


In the porno, their roll in the hay had shifted to the woman riding the man, her cowgirl boots on either side of his legs as she humped his shaft while facing away from him. The screen had no audience. Rani and Arthur faced each other, their eyes not leaving each other’s bodies. 


“That’s it.” Arthur whispered, his voice ragged with the effort of his restraint. 


Rani gasped, her mouth open. “Please, my King.” She whimpered. “Please? Take this toy out of me and fuck your queen. Take me.” 


Arthur stepped closer. 


“Take me.” Rani gasped. “Take me. Take me. Take me. Please?” 


The begging was too much for Arthur. He rushed forward, and Rani gasped as he ripped the vibrator from her pussy and threw it across the room. She didn’t see where it landed. She arched her back and pushed her hips up toward him, expectantly awaiting his cock. 


Arthur pushed her hips to the sofa and grunted as he dropped to his knees between her legs. 


“What are you–” Rani started to ask her question but was interrupted by Arthur’s answer. His mouth shoved against her soaking pussy lips, and she writhed as his tongue followed the pattern her fingers showed him moments ago. 


“Oh!” She ran her slick hands through his hair, holding his face against her as her legs fell over his shoulders and crossed behind his neck. “FUCK!” 


The exclamation was one of pleasure, and Arthur pulled her thighs apart as he snaked his sculpted arms around her legs. His palms pressed against the inside of her thighs from above, his fingers spread. She squeezed her legs closed. Her eyes widened as her legs spread apart despite her attempt to hold them closed. Arthur moved them across his shoulders with his arms flexing. 


All the while, his tongue continued its dance around her most sensitive parts, and she bucked against his face when the tip of his tongue flicked her bud with a quick probe before a slow press from below. Arthur continued, shifting as he needed to breathe through his nostrils at an athlete's pace. 


Rani writhed, her upper half able to move while her lower half remained trapped in Arthur’s ridiculously strong arms. She reached, trying to grab his hand with hers, but his constant pleasuring made her fall away, pushing her shoulders into the sofa cushions until she felt the springs in the base. 


She arched her back, bucking her hips, and Arthur shifted his grip to hold her lower half up by pressing his hands against her ass cheeks from below. Rani groaned, turning her face to moan into the sofa’s throw pillow and biting down on it as her jaw clenched shut. She moaned into it, and her body convulsed suddenly beneath Arthur’s unrelenting tongue. She shook, and her legs clamped around Arthur’s head with force. 


Her shoulders lifted off the sofa as she curled toward him, clutching at him and raking her nails across his scalp. 


She went limp, and Arthur caught her legs, sucking in a heavy, ragged breath. His face glistened with her juices, but she beckoned him to her and pressed her lips to his. 


They kissed, Arthur leaning over her reclined form on the sofa until she slowed, and their need to breathe outweighed their passion. 


Arthur sat between the couch and the coffee table, laughing silently as he wiped his face. Rani’s breathing settled, her chest rising and falling in steadier and slower rhythms, her eyes closed. 


“Are you okay?” Arthur asked, putting his hand on her leg. 


“Shh…” Rani said. “Sleepy.” 


Arthur chuckled. He picked himself up and used his phone to turn off the vibrator, picking it up off the floor and taking it into the bathroom for cleaning. Rani remained where she was, messy and beautiful, spread out and comfortable on the sofa. 


The oven timer went off, and Arthur rushed from the bathroom to the kitchen, pulling on an apron as he went. He pulled dinner from the oven and checked it before putting it in for another minute. 


“Dinner’s almost ready if you need to clean up.” Arthur said as he peeked around from the kitchen into his living room. 


“Do you want me to clean up?” Rani asked. “Or do you want to mess me up some more first? You didn’t cum, did you?” 


“Not yet.” Arthur said, shrugging. “But I enjoyed the heck out of that. Did you?” 


“Of course I did.” Rani said, eyeing him as she forced one eye open. “But I was expecting you to make me serve you, not the other way around.” 


“Is that a complaint?” Arthur asked. 


“No.” Rani said at once. 


Arthur laughed. “Clean up and put my collar shirt back on, but nothing else.” 


“As you wish, my King.” Rani said, not moving from the sofa despite her words. 


She started moving when Arthur moved about the kitchen, putting the final touches on dinner. He prepared the table, setting their places and drinks. Rani stepped to the bathroom and emerged refreshed, with her hair still down but kempt and her body spot-washed and dried. She slipped on Arthur’s collared button-down but left it open, showing off her jewelry beneath. The hem fell to her knees and then arced on either side, revealing a tantalizing amount of thigh. 


Arthur smiled when he saw her, and she returned the smile as she watched him set candles on the kitchen table. She tilted her head in confusion but accepted their presence. He’d made the table look nice, with a tablecloth and everything. Napkins, silverware set out properly, plates, wine glasses, water glasses, and a small napkin-holder centerpiece flanked by two tall, tapered candles in the center of the table. 


He lit them, then pulled out the chair in front of the kitchen window for her. He gestured to it, and she strode to him, her head held high. 


“Your seat, my Queen.” Arthur said. She could hear the smile in his voice without looking at his face. 


“Thank you, my King.” Rani said graciously. She squeezed his arm gently, hugging his arm with her hand. “Seriously.” She said. “Thank you.” 


Arthur kissed her. 


There was no restraining the smiles on their faces as Rani took her seat and Arthur helped her scoot in. He placed a napkin over her lap, then took her plate away. When he returned, it bore a dish with some ingredients Rani recognized and some she didn’t. 


“What are we eating?” Rani asked as Arthur sat across from her, his back to the kitchen sink. 


“Vegan and Gluten-Free Eggplant Parmesan with sides of butternut squash and kale.” Arthur said. “Bon appetite.” 


“You made this?” Rani asked, dubiously poking her food with her fork. 


Arthur laughed. “Yeah.” 


“Kelly didn’t make this, and you just reheated it?” Rani asked, teasing him slightly but also verifying. 


“No, I made it.” Arthur said. “I’m a pretty good cook, honestly.” 


Doubt crossed Rani’s features, but they fled when she brought the fork past her lips. The texture was crispier than she expected but satisfying, and the seasoning was delicious. There was no spice in the dish, but plenty of flavor. 


“Wow.” Rani said, putting her fork down. “You can cook.” 


“Thanks.” Arthur said. “This is one of my go-to fancier meals.” He explained. “Coating the eggplant in the flour takes a while, and I had to let the flaxseed thicken, but I did most of the work earlier today and then did the final bits now.” 


“I’m genuinely impressed.” Rani said. “And you said it was gluten-free?” 


“Arrowroot flour.” Arthur said, pointing to the breading on the eggplant. “It crisps nicer than almond flour.” 


“You have a lot of experience in the kitchen?” Rani asked. 


“I liked helping my mom cook when I was little.” Arthur said, smiling slightly as if recalling some of the fond memories. “Over the years, I picked up a few things. And when Lori and I moved in together, I took over the cooking duties since I was the better cook.” 


Rani nodded, lifting her eyes to his when he mentioned Lori, but his features showed no sadness or hesitation. The smile she’d put there was still there, even as he ate his food by the forkful. 


“And vegan?” Rani asked. 


“I wasn’t sure what you ate when planning this, but I usually buy vegan cheese over regular cheese, anyway. It makes me less gassy.” Arthur shrugged. 


“That makes sense. You wouldn’t want Farty Arty to ruin things.” Rani said, then widened her eyes as she realized what had come out of her mouth. 


Arthur’s smile vanished, not even a trail of smoke in its wake. 


“I’m sorry!” Rani said. “I didn’t mean to–” 


“It’s fine.” Arthur said. His voice was too firm for the statement to be genuine. 


“I’m not used to watching what I’m saying anymore.” Rani said. “I shouldn’t have brought that up, and I didn’t mean to hurt you. I said it without thinking, even though I shouldn’t have. Please, don’t be mad.”


“I’m…” Arthur hesitated. He was angry, but not at Rani. “Just don’t mention that name again. Okay?” 


“Okay.” Rani said, looking down at her plate. “I really am very sorry.”


“It’s okay.” Arthur said though neither felt as good as they had before. 


The mood at the table settled into a chorus of ASMR noises as Arthur and Rani ate their food. It wasn’t as if they weren’t speaking to each other; they simply didn’t know what to say. Rani gave Arthur the time he needed to recover from the painful memories, his brooding on them fleeting as his eyes trailed the gold chain about Rani’s throat as it fell between her breasts in the open shirt. 


“You want to spank me after dinner?” Rani asked. “You can really teach me a lesson.” 


Arthur’s lips twitched into a half-smile, and he nodded. “Sorry.” He said. “For lashing out. I know you didn’t mean anything by it, and I shouldn’t be so sensitive about it.” 


“Arthur, you have every right to be sensitive about it.” Rani said. “Honestly, when I see how you’ve been acting toward Lynn, I respect you even more now than before.” 


“What do you mean?” Arthur asked. 


“The amount of restraint and class you’ve shown with Lynn is impressive.” Rani said, explaining. “If I were in your shoes? If someone who assaulted me was going to be living in the same house? I’d have lashed out. I’d have told my parents off, slashed three out of four tires, and set some things on fire.” 


Arthur didn’t laugh, but he shook his head. “I can’t imagine you getting violent, but that three out of four tires thing sounds like there’s a story attached.” 


“I kneed Sanjay in his balls, remember? I can absolutely get violent when it’s called for.” Rani said, smiling. “Though, I prefer it when everyone gets along.” 


“Me too.” Arthur said, toasting her with his Chardonnay. “I’m glad you and I get along.” 


“Me too.” Rani said, clinking her glass against his. “And honestly, this dinner is impressive. You’re throwing my gendered expectations for a loop with the whole clean apartment and knowing how to cook. Are you good with kids, too?” 


Arthur shrugged. “I don’t really know. I worked with a few with theater camp over the summers, but it’s not like I’ve had any of my own.” 


“Do you want to?” Rani asked. 


“Like right now?” Arthur asked, laughing. 


Rani laughed with him. “No, I mean, in general, or eventually. Are you more family-oriented or career-oriented if you had to choose between them?” 


“Well, thanks to my male privilege, I don’t have to choose.” Arthur said. “Which I’d be happy to mansplain to you if you want.” 


Rani laughed. “See, offering to mansplain robs the mansplaining of its mansplaining. You have to explain the concept without being asked and without previously gauging my knowledge of the subject.” 


“Thank you for womansplaining that to me.” Arthur winked. 


Rani laughed, giggling when she realized what she’d done. 


“But to answer your question. I don’t know.” Arthur said, sitting back in his chair and taking on a more serious countenance. “I always thought I’d get married and have kids one day when I could provide for them. Then, when Lori and I got serious, she decided she didn’t want kids. So, I adjusted my expectations. Then we broke up.” 


“And now you have a bunch of us eager to bed you.” Rani said, teasing him with her summary by spreading her legs under the table. 


“But none of us are quite ready for that conversation, I think, and if or when something along those lines does happen, it’ll have to be with everyone’s awareness and consent.” Arthur said. “I wouldn’t want to force you to be a mother just because Kelly might want kids of her own one day.” 


“Of course not.” Rani agreed. “Though I would be one hell of a fun auntie.” 


Arthur laughed, trying to imagine how that might work one day. If the harem were still together, which he imagined they would be, and they all settled down, and some wanted to start a family, what would happen if others didn’t? That kind of problem could break up any duo, and it only became more complicated with additional partners. 


“Auntie Rani has a good ring to it.” Arthur agreed. 


“I like it.” Rani agreed. “Maybe one of my sisters will have kids soon.” 


Arthur appreciated the change of subject. “How many sisters do you have, exactly?” 


“Looking to add more to your harem?” Rani asked.


Arthur looked surprised, but Rani burst out laughing at his expression. 


“I’m teasing you.” She said. “My sisters would never. We don’t all get along as well as Kat and Selene. And the sister I get along with the best is too gay to fuck you.” 


“Your sister is gay?” Arthur asked as he finished his food. 


“Nandhini, the oldest.” Rani said. “She and her girlfriend Ellie have been together for years.”


“And your other sisters?” Arthur asked. 


“Navya and Sanjana are both older than me. Both have graduated from Princeton and have their careers. Navya lives in New York and works at the UN. Sanjana lives with my parents but is engaged, so she’ll be moving out soon. Uthra, my younger sister, is going to Princeton because, of course, she is. Yoshita is still in high school, so she and Little Ari live at home with my parents.” 


Arthur counted on his fingers as she dropped their names. Six sisters and a little brother made Rani one of seven children, which was a mind-boggling number to Arthur’s only-child experience. He’d always wanted siblings growing up, but his parents hadn’t obliged, and eventually, he stopped asking. 


“Did you enjoy having such a large family?” Arthur asked as Rani finished her plate. 


“Loved it.” Rani said. “Sure, it has its downsides, and we don’t always get along with everyone, but we love each other. We’re family.” 


“I always wanted siblings, growing up, but my parents didn’t consider my vote.” He smiled slightly. 


“They seem well enough off to have afforded more than one kid.” Rani said, tilting her head. “I mean, your family isn’t exactly wealthy, but still.” 


“Yeah.” Arthur shrugged. “I’ll have to ask why they never had more than me.” 


“Maybe you were the perfect child, and they knew they couldn’t do any better?” Rani asked. “Or maybe you were such a handful they swore off kids after you.” 


Arthur laughed. “The latter is more likely.” He stood and took his plate to the sink. “Are you done with your food?” Arthur asked on his return. 


Rani nodded, and Arthur took her plate as well. He cleaned the dishes, and Rani left the table for the living room. She checked her messages. 


“Selene and Kat are on their way. They should be here soon!” Rani said. 


“Good!” Arthur said, finishing up the dishes. “Do you need anything set up or prepared for whatever you have in mind?” 


Rani seemed to think. “You said my duffel was in your room?” 


“Yeah.” Arthur said. “I brought your luggage from the hotel here. I dropped Selene and Kat’s off at their apartment.” 


“Perfect.” Rani said, nodding. “I’ll take care of it. You finish what you’re doing, then wait on the sofa.” 


“Yes, my Queen.” Arthur said, drying his hands on a towel as Rani came around the corner, hugged him, kissed him, then scampered off and closed the bedroom door behind her. 


Arthur laughed, eager to see what she had planned.