Well, cold will reach the rest of him soon enough... but he doesn't know that yet.
For now, Genie figures she has the time to spare him a bit of amusement to offset what else is coming for him soon; she reaches down between his slim thighs, brushing over him there, amused by just how slick he already is.
"Mmh, so excitable." She avoids his clitoris, instead opting to dance around it; and then, roughly, she presses two fingers in, and...
... wait.
She makes a puzzled face, and then curls her fingers around the obstruction, pulling it free and then out of his body; it's a small rubber cup, partially filled with dirty, dark blood. All at once, Genie realizes just what this is, what it means, and she breaks into a vivid smile.
"Why, what's this...? It seems even my most fantastic of companions is subject to the rules of nature, as everything else is..." She slips a finger into the cup, holding a portion of it's contents out for Foster to see; she then wipes it off on his cheek, cleaning her finger back off. "Some consider this blood sacred, you know. They consider it emblematic of divine femininity, fertility..."
She breaks into a delighted grin.
"My my, this does mean you're entirely able to carry a child, doesn't it? Perhaps sometime I'll see if you're worthy to carry mine. Wouldn't that be an honor for you?"
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Date: 2017-10-23 04:26 am (UTC)For now, Genie figures she has the time to spare him a bit of amusement to offset what else is coming for him soon; she reaches down between his slim thighs, brushing over him there, amused by just how slick he already is.
"Mmh, so excitable." She avoids his clitoris, instead opting to dance around it; and then, roughly, she presses two fingers in, and...
... wait.
She makes a puzzled face, and then curls her fingers around the obstruction, pulling it free and then out of his body; it's a small rubber cup, partially filled with dirty, dark blood. All at once, Genie realizes just what this is, what it means, and she breaks into a vivid smile.
"Why, what's this...? It seems even my most fantastic of companions is subject to the rules of nature, as everything else is..." She slips a finger into the cup, holding a portion of it's contents out for Foster to see; she then wipes it off on his cheek, cleaning her finger back off. "Some consider this blood sacred, you know. They consider it emblematic of divine femininity, fertility..."
She breaks into a delighted grin.
"My my, this does mean you're entirely able to carry a child, doesn't it? Perhaps sometime I'll see if you're worthy to carry mine. Wouldn't that be an honor for you?"