"It's more than strange," he admitted. And Reed worried it was going to stay strange. He had no idea how he'd feel about this after the fact, though he'd be willing to place bets on guilt being a strong emotion. Not cool, Neptune, NOT COOL! The god had forced his hand again, though maybe not in the same way this time, because he'd thrown Reed into the game, but he left it up to the mortal to play ball, and Reed did. He'd made a choice to continue. Fuck.
It felt fantastic though. He couldn't deny his attraction to Miri or how badly he now wanted to please her. It was instinct. The visuals definitely helped. Men were so damn dumb when it came to boobs. See a good pair, and all thought vanished. He slid his hands along her hips and torso, then came to cup her breasts as she rode him. He teased over the nipples with his thumbs, watching and feeling as they hardened from the contact.