Chapter 20: Visiting

Rebecca trailed behind Mika, the cat-girl’s tail swishing happily, adding a playful rhythm to her silhouette.

The fluttering of her maid uniform, the twitching of her ears, and the swaying of her tail made her a fascinating sight, even for someone like Beck who was used to non-human company.

Iro was still anxious about bringing Beck here, but his worry was more about Zeltaria’s absence. Or Cerys. Or even Holly the zombie.

His fear of an ambush grew until Mika led them to the top of the grand staircase, pointing down the hallway where Cerys was coming from.

“Your room is down there. Sorry you can’t ~officially~ share rooms with ~staff~, but I bet Zel won’t mind you ~catching up~ with your old roommate,” Mika said, smirking.

Beck returned the smirk. “Got it. And who’s this?” She extended a hand as Cerys approached. “Rebecca, Iro’s—”

“Roommate, yes, we’ve been ~expecting you~,” Cerys said warmly, her smile elegant. Her smart, sharp uniform looked perfectly in place, and Beck was clearly taken by her.

“Cerys Chaunvolette Siannoues. I handle a lot of the admin work here at Estate Valouri. Nice to meet you.”

The tall centaur curtsied with as much grace as a horse could muster, and she adjusted her blonde ponytail while looking at Iro.

“You didn’t tell us your friend was such a fine human specimen, Mister Iro. We would have rolled out the red carpet otherwise.”

Iro, his mind more on the fact that Cerys’ full name was Chaunvolette Siannoues and that the estate he worked at was named “Valouri,” snapped to attention when he realized Cerys was talking to him.

“W-well, you never asked, really. And I didn’t think she’d come visit ~so soon~.”

Beck playfully hit Iro’s arm and pretended to frown. “Oh, really? You didn’t think I’d start missing you this fast? C’mon, Iro.”

Iro raised his hands in surrender and waved himself into submission. “Okay, okay. I give. Do you want me to show her to a room, Cerys? Or…?”

Cerys smiled and offered her arm to Beck, “I’ll take care of that, Mister Iro. Don’t worry about it on your day off. And I want to make sure Miss Rebecca knows all our ~rules~ while she’s our guest.”

Beck raised an eyebrow at Iro briefly as she took Cerys’s arm, but quickly relaxed as Cerys’s voice stayed warm and welcoming while she led the human to the guest room.

Mika poked Iro to get his attention and gave him a Cheshire cat grin. “She’s cute.”

Iro snorted. “You should see her with a…never mind. What’s the big deal? She’s just a human.”

Mika scoffed. “~Just?~ You forget, ~Mister~ Iro, that some of us have never left the islands. Airy’s probably forgotten any humans she ever saw.

“Skalla usually avoids them, and Aranya can’t really get any to like her because of the whole ~half-spider~ thing, you know? So yeah, there’s some buzz. Everyone’s wondering what kind of human she’ll be.”

Iro listened and realized he had been unfairly dismissive. Nodding, he smiled down the hall as he briefly remembered his and Beck’s college days.

“She’s one of the good ones. I’m sure everyone will like her.”

Mika started to walk away, her gait carefree, her legs swaying in lazy patterns and her stride deeper than necessary.

“I’ll take your word for it, but the others might not. Just be ready to step in if anything happens, ’kay?”

Iro waved her off. “Okay.” With Mika gone, Iro was left standing at the top of the grand stairs alone. He was about to go find Beck when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Startled, he turned to see Airy the harpy, her red-and-white feathers peeking out from her uniform here and there showing that she hadn’t had help getting dressed that morning.

“Iro? Is the human going to stay with us? Is she…nice?” she asked, her voice timid.

Iro hadn’t seen his bird friend like this before. She was usually much more upbeat. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. “She’s my old roommate from college. ~Ah~…yes, she’s a good friend.”

Airy’s face lit up with her usual cheer, and she flapped her winged arms and lifted off. “Great! I’ll talk to her later, then. Oops! Got to go!” She finished and fluttered over the edge of the handrail down to the first floor.

Iro turned to see Cerys and Beck coming back from the tour, Beck grinning and Cerys frowning slightly.

“Really must talk to Airy about flying indoors. ~Again~. Mister Iro? Miss Beck is settled in. If you could give her the full tour of the grounds, I’ll get back to my duties.

“Master Zeltaria and Miss Holly should be back in time for dinner tonight. While it’s not required as usual, I’d like you and Miss Beck to be there to meet the master of the house, and to greet security. For your own safety.”

Iro and Beck said goodbye to Cerys as the centaur carefully made her way down the stairs.

The large half-horse lived on the bottom floor and Iro guessed her obvious discomfort with the stone stairs was one of the reasons for that.

“Irooooo…” Beck’s voice echoed from behind the fluffy white dog. “Why didn’t you tell me this place is ~incredible!?~” Her eyes sparkled with excitement, her body bouncing with energy.

“This is, like, the best place to live, like, ~ever!~ And Cerys? And that cat maid? Wow…you must be having a blast here.”

Beck slung an arm around Iro and started to guide them both downstairs.

Iro chuckled, a wave of happiness washing over him. “I-I guess so, it’s been…~interesting~ to say the least. And I’m glad you like it. I was worried you’d…maybe disapprove?”

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Beck scoffed. Iro led them back to the front door, planning to show Beck the grounds before the rest of the mansion. “What am I, your mom? You don’t need my approval—”

“But I value it,” Iro interjected, giving her a sincere smile. “Really. It’s great having you here and knowing you like it.”

Beck stared at him for a moment, then wiped her eyes. “C’mon, you sap. You’re going to make me cry. Just show me around, okay? And if you know any, uh, ~secret~ spots, I brought a little something for ~your~ secret spot…”

Iro blushed, his tail puffing up as Beck’s hand drifted down to pinch his ass cheek through his pants.

He was still in his casual sweater and pants, his usual uniform absent. Cerys had confirmed that he could wear his casual clothes when off duty.

Iro shivered and giggled as Beck moved her hand away. “I can think of a few places. Have you seen the hedge maze? We could get lost for ~hours~.”

Beck grinned and hugged Iro a little tighter. “I like the sound of ~that~.”

Iro giggled as he and Beck ventured into the hedge maze, winding through the narrow corridors of shrubbery until they were thoroughly lost.

They passed various stone statues of different species and vibrant flower arrangements before finally finding a secluded area with padded benches and an ornate stone table.

Beck wasted no time in laying Iro on his back on one of the benches. His tail wagged rapidly beneath him as she shimmied him out of his pants and tossed them onto the table.

“~Panties~? You really haven’t changed a bit,” Beck teased as she slid the white spider-silk garment off of Iro’s hips, revealing his small yet erect red rocket. “C’mon, pup, ~roll over~,” Beck coaxed.

Iro, having been her roommate for several years, was used to her using pet play commands during their intimate moments.

He immediately rolled over and raised his furry behind for her, his tail wagging proudly in the air as his small member swung between his legs.

Beck giggled and stepped in, taking his member in hand and running her other hand over his ass, tracing a finger around his anus.

“I’ve really missed ~this~,” she said warmly.

The two friends giggled and moaned as Beck began to stroke Iro’s smooth member slowly and prepped his hole with slow strokes and eventually gentle pushes, daring to penetrate him.

“C’monnnn, Beck…you can’t come all the way out here just to ~tease~,” Iro pleaded as Beck teased him every way she knew how.

Beck chuckled and reached into her pocket, leaving Iro’s member to sway. She pulled out a medium-sized pink butt plug, about the size of a large strawberry.

Iro’s eyes widened with excitement as she brought it down toward his face, letting him see it before touching it to his lips.

“Lick, puppy. We’re going to need some lube on this,” she teased, giggling as Iro eagerly took the toy into his mouth, slobbering on it like he’d done many times with Beck’s toys before.

He let her take it out and smiled up at her as she blew him a kiss and touched the tip of the toy to his sphincter, teasing it in with slow circles.

With only one hand needed on the toy, Beck resumed stroking Iro.

She soon began to stroke his member and push the toy in sync, causing Iro to start panting and moaning faster and louder, his sounds revealing his arousal and need.

“B-Beck, c’mon c’mon c’mon, please!?” Iro blurted out as he tried to lift his ass into the toy, needing it in as Beck stroked him.

She pulled the toy back and squeezed his cock painfully to chastise him. “Hey! Bad puppy. We don’t buck like that. You know better.”

Iro whimpered at the sudden loss of sensation and pleaded to Beck with his eyes and whimpers. “P-please?” he finally squeaked out.

Beck smirked and shoved the toy in as she suddenly resumed stroking his member quickly.

Caught off guard by the sudden return of pleasure, Iro came, howling in pleasure as his cum splattered on the bench beneath him.

Slowly, Iro settled down onto the bench, his cum staining his fur, as Beck massaged his rear end, making sure the toy was seated comfortably and his member didn’t get bent as he settled down.

“Better, puppy?” she asked with a light, teasing voice, like a woman addressing her pet Pomeranian.

Iro looked up at Beck as she massaged his lower half and teased the butt plug in his ass. “~Much~. Thanks for coming to visit.”

Beck giggled and leaned down to peck Iro on the cheek. “Don’t mention it. You’ve got me for ~four days~, after all. I think you’ll be more than ready for me to leave by the end of it.”

Iro blushed and shivered at the implications but he properly shuddered as he heard Cerys’s voice from somewhere outside of the maze.

“Mister Irooooo? Miss Beeeeck? Dinner is soon to be served!”

Beck looked down at Iro as the canine forced himself to sit up, cum staining his stomach and groin, and the satisfied expression on his face.

“Guess we’d better get you cleaned up before dinner, huh?”