Worlds Collide: Chapter 27 Twin beds

Having caught Juan up on my conversation with the high priestess and stuffed our faces with the food that was delivered, all I want to do it sleep. I’m glad that Esme left us alone for a while, I guess she also needed some time to process this.
“Please allow me to show you to your rooms, it is late so perhaps we can discuss things further over breakfast tomorrow.” Esme offers on her return.
Juan looks between us, clearly seeing the resemblance and struggling to contain his shock.
“So you are not just a dragon, you are also half witch. You know that should make you an even scarier villian, but knowing you, I think it just makes you a more badass hero.” Juan whispers as we walk down the corridor.
I can’t help but smile, glad that he has finally realised that what I am does not define who I am. I swear a glimmer of a smile passes over the high priestesses face before she returns to her seriousness and opens a door for us.
“This is your room, I hope it is ok for you girls to share, there was an earthquake that destroyed many homes and so survivors are being housed in the palace while we rebuild.” Esme explains.
“We don’t mind sharing at all, do we Rain” Juan says with a cheeky grin.
“Its no problem, thank you for your hospitality. Please collect us for breakfast, I fear we would get lost otherwise.” I say quickly, elbowing Juan subtly to remind him that this is not just the ruler, but also my grandmother.
“Of course, I will let you rest now and I will meet you for breakfast.” She says and leaves, closing the door behind her.
I flop down on one of the twin beds. Hearing a scuffing noise that tells me Juan is pushing his closer before I feel him wrap his arms around me.
“So crazy day huh?” He says, stroking my shoulder.
“True, but crazy in a good way, I think.” I say with a sigh.
“Are you ok?” He asks.
“Ye, I just have so many questions buzzing around my head, I don’t know how I will sleep.” I admit.
“Well that I can help with, I’m sure I have one or two ways I could distract you and tire you out at the same time.” He says suggestively, letting his fingers trail across to my chest.
“Now there is a question you can answer. How does this work? You seemed to respond like any woman would earlier, do you feel pleasure the same? How do you even know if you are a man or a woman if you can look like both?” I ask curious.
“I know I’m a man because it is the form that I always revert back to, I wasn’t lying before, that is how I look unaltered. As for this form, or any I take, I feel and function the same as if I were that. So yes, when you touch me, I feel pleasure. It is different from when you touch me as a man. The stimulation is different, but it is hard to say which I prefer.” He answers.
“So if I were to beg you to fuck me, how would you choose to do it?” I ask looking straight into his eyes.
“How would you prefer it?” He asks pressing closer to me.
“I like both men and women, but I like them for different reasons. These for example” I say cupping his breasts and freeing them from the dress to take his nipple in my mouth. “I love doing that, but then I gravitate back towards men because there is just something so satisfying about being filled.” I say straddling him.
“Well who says we have to choose. We do have all night.” He says and pulls my face down to kiss me.
“Take the dress off now.” I command, jumping up to take my own off and throwing it on the floor. Juan does the same and reveals his full feminine form. Other women might be intimidated by a woman this perfect, but I know my own body’s worth so all I am is aroused. I trail my nails up his long legs to feel his building wetness, then I let my hands continue up over his hips and back to his breasts. Juan copies my actions and moans as I gently tease his nipples.
“We are going to play a game of copy cat. Everything I do to your body, you do to mine.” I instruct.
“As you wish princess.” He replies and teases my nipples.
I trail my hands over his body, stroking where I long to be touched and kissing where I ache to feel his lips. I lie him flat on the bed and straddle his body in a 69 position. I use my tongue to spread his wet flaps and circle around his entrance, testing for sensitivity. He copies and I want him inside me so I plunge my tongue in him and feel him enter me almost simultaneously. I remove my tongue and slip my fingers in in its place, slowly circling them around his inner walls. I move my tongue to focus on his clit, starting gently and then increasing my pressure and speed. I feel him copy my movements and my hips start to move on their own to ride his face. I try not to moan, staying focused on using my tongue to pleasure him and guide him in pleasuring me. I move up and he copies, hitting my sweet spot that almost sends me over the edge, but I hold off, licking him with a new intensity, determined that I will make him cum too. As he copies I feel my own pleasure built in intensity until it is too much and I know I’m going to climax. As I feel my orgasm rip through my body, I also feel him contract around my fingers and I taste his sweet juices on my tongue. We both keep licking and pumping our fingers until the high passes and I flop onto the bed beside him.
“That was amazing.” I say panting as I turn to Juan.
“Its not over yet” He says and I’m greeted by his male form, which is hard in every way, tense muscles replacing his soft breasts and a very hard member straining against his stomach.
Without thinking, my hand goes to touch it. He closes his hand around mine, guiding me to pump his member. I lean to lick the glistening substance from the tip and he moans. He flips me over on all fours and slips inside me from behind. Pumping hard and fast and filling me completely. He reaches around and puts pressure on my already sensitive bud, but doesn’t relent on his pace.
“Cum for me princess, I can’t hold off long looking at such a sexy ass.” He says gruffly.
I can feel he is close, growing slightly inside me and stretching me further. I focus on the feeling and move my hips to angle him better, I press firmer against his fingers and I find my release just before his warmth spills into me. He rolls off me and places a sweet kiss on my forehead.
I jump up and go to the bathroom to freshen up. When I return I slip under the covers of my bed.
“Oh no you don’t! Any man who doesn’t want to keep you in his arms all night is a fool. I am no fool” Juan says and rearranges the blankets to allow him to slip in beside me.
“But you are going to sleep on the crack then, that will not be comfy” I protest
“It is worth is” He says and wraps his arms around me.
He may not be comfortable, but I have nothing to complain about, feeling surprisingly at ease in his embrace.