"I know what it's like to think that you just have to be the sort of thing that you expect, for being a woman, but I'm happy to take care of the needs of your..."

She leans in against her ear, and throatily whispers. "Your big fat cock."

She edged, trembling and tensing and moaning, balls churning already - 

She smiled beautifically down at her. 

Her palm gently pressed against the bottom of her penis, then wrapped each of her fingers in turn around the girth of it, fingernails tracing lightly as her formed a tight, hot, and wet embrace around her sex as her thumb slowly rubbed across her hypersensitive cockhead.

She came hard, squirting and pulsing and softly and shakily panting as her cum sprayed out in pulses as she enjoyed her fingers.

She kept on pumping, for a while, then traced her fingers across her slowly softening dick to scoop up the remaining trails of cum left lingering on her skin, before sliding her fingers against her lips.

"Lick."

She happily licks across her cum-coated spit-laden fingers, and lets out a small satisfied sigh.

She smiles again, and lets her finger stroke across her wet tongue, gently carressing it. 

"Suck."

She happily complies, squishing her lips down around her probing digits, gently swallowing the remanants of the fluids on her fingers.

She beams softly. 

"The lipstick isn't just because I like playing with your colors, you know. It's... a way to show you the sensitivity of them, the way they press down and suck, and now I want you to feel how nice it is to feel your seed sink slowly into them, and well... To give you a chance to breathe."

She let out a soft low sigh, and nuzzled into her cleavage.

"And just... please take the time to look at the stars, too, you know? They are beautiful, and there's plenty of room for enjoying me, even with that."

She presses a series of light tingling kisses across her cheek.

She lies back into the kisses, taking all the time she needs to find her voice. 

"What even are these stars, here? I've heard so many stories of the Rose Bowers being a strange place, spatially speaking, that it seems weird to just... think of them normally, I suppose."

"Good question~" 

She drags her tongue across her skin, letting her feel texture of it against her slick neck. 

"It really depends - there's a lot of things that you can do with the right starscape, magically, but most of the time, it's not really that." 

She drags her tongue up her neck, softly sliding her lips alongside it. 

"This display for you is a work of art, through the lensing effects and other more complicated things besides. So... Please take the time to really look, okay?"

The stars are bright, clear and crisp, countless points of light spread out as far as the eyes can see, with nebulas and galaxies make the whole thing look alive with color - clouds of pink and orange fading into the speckled expanse of night. 

She blinks and takes a look, and lets out a tiny gasp as she takes the time to really see it. 

"That's really pretty - it looks so much like one of those composite pictures or some sort of impossible scene that you can only see through some absurd effort about going to just the right place but..."

"It's real, I promise you."

Her claws sink into her shoulders a little, just enough to indent her skin and let them massage a little more deeply. 

"This quality of view wouldn't normally be possible, in a place like this, but all the magic is doing here is letting you see it properly, without so many things in the way. There are no satellites you can see here, and the air is thinner here then you might expect from the ambient conditions to make it look better but..." 

"Everything you see is real."

She gasps, a little, and leans into her hands.

"...Yeah."

She leans into kiss her cheek.

"Please don't worry. It's natural to have a hard time adapting to all this but that's why I'm here." 

Her fingertips slide across her shoulders, rubbing warmth into her as she relaxes into her. 

"...Could you tell me what you think the rose bowers is?"

She let out a deep breath that hid the faintest traces of a moan, and shivered, then spent a moment humming contemplatively.

"It's a hotel and resort that's part of Sunaira's domain, notable for the integrated dating service, the Door of Night, and the 'all included' nature of the packages used to buy a stay here."

She laughs softly, and kisses her nose. 

"It's not that simple, cutie. Sunaira's a goddess of Love, and this place is a chance to express that. It doesn't really matter if it's the love of stars, of romance, or how your pussy gushes at the sound of just the right woman's voice. It's a chance to get to find the things that you love, in a way that you just can't get anywhere else, because it's too distant - too much work, too dangerous - but here, we can provide what you need for love." 

"So I ask you once more..." 

"What do you want?"

She flushes terribly red. 

"I want... you to tell me how pretty I am, to kiss across my skin and pamper me with your touches and play with my breasts and fill me with pleasure."

She grins broadly, and slowly leans in against her back so she can press a heated kiss just beside her ear, then trail kisses that brush out her tongue to play with it, tenderly shlucking acros her delicate ear.

"Good girl. Don't stop."

"Oh goddess YES."

She leans back in and rambles out "Stroke me strip me play with me claim me feel me out and out tell me how it feels to see my squirming." 

She pants and shudders.

She possesively runs her hands across her smooth neck, fingernails gently tracing across it, often pressing together to trace an invisible collar upon her.

Her nails slide down her neck and past her shoulders, and precisely cut through the hem of her shirt, stopping to let the fabric fall aside and give her fingertips a chance to caress the subtle transition towards her breasts, playing both with the tender flesh around it and letting her fingers spill atop them. 

"Your breasts are beautiful, you know. From the way that it fits on your chest with just the right amount of sag to make it feel real and let the gentle curves be felt, to the plushness and firmness intermingled within them. The focus" 
A long lick across her earlobe - "Of your desire" - A kiss trailing down to her shoulder, nibbling just a little - "Your need" - fingers splay gently across the very top of her breasts, sliding down and enjoying the feeling of her exposed skin and the flopping fabric - "Is delicious."

She shuddered and panted softly but needily, calming herself down as best she could as she felt her tease her, wiggling up against her crotch.