Page 20 of Entranced By the Nakken
“What do you mean?” Casey stopped swaying as Tsunis twisted around in his arms.
“We fix the portal, and I go home. Then what?”
Casey’s brow knitted. He tightened his hold on their waist, flattening a palm on the small of their back to keep them close.
“Then what, mate?” Tsunis’ growl was all venom, but the vehemence in their pale pupils was laced with vulnerability.
Understanding washed over him. All this time, he’d thought—hoped—his strong feelings for Tsunis were shared. Their hesitance around the whole thing came off as more of a shy thing than disinterest. To have it confirmed was a relief.
“Then, anything.” He lifted one shoulder then let it drop. “Anything you want. I’m yours. You can take me with you. You can leave me here. You can stay here with me. We can go back and forth. Remember?” Casey caught Tsunis’ chin before they could hide. “I’m fucking yours. And I wouldn’t change that for anything. Although, if you leave me here, I’m just going to find you like I did today.”
Tsunis scoffed, but all their hard edges had smoothed. “I suppose you would.”
Their fists unfurled and disappeared into Casey’s hair, which they used as leverage to pull him down for a kiss.
They’d kissed many times since that first one, though Casey had taken special care not to get carried away. This kiss was not like any of those. It was soft but needy, as though all Tsunis’ vulnerability leaked into the kiss, which they poured into Casey like a gift. Their trust. Their belief. Their hope.
It was a lot, but Casey didn’t feel burdened. He welcomed it, swallowing each bit of their song like it was precious because they were precious to him.
Tsunis was the first to break. When a moan parted their lips, Casey’s baser instincts kicked in, driving his tongue into their perfect mouth. His hands slid from their lower back to grip their thighs, and he ate their next moan as he hoisted them up. Tsunis wrapped their legs around his waist. Fucking made for him.
Casey fumbled forward until he had Tsunis pinned between a branching root system that was sturdy enough. He broke the kiss to trail his lips down the column of their throat,his cock aching in his underwear when Tsunis’ delicious moans graced his eardrums.
“Casimir,” their voice wavered around his name like a plea. His body’s response was to drive his cock through their parted legs. Tsunis’ arms dropped back, gripping the roots on either side of Casey’s shoulders. “Casimir, there’s something I should warn you.”
Casey barely held a single strand of control. With his face buried in the crook of their neck, he hummed. “Anything.”
“I’m not—unnff—oh, Glacia.”
Tsunis’ head fell back, their body twitching in Casey’s hold. In his lusty haze, Casey had kissed up their jaw, his nose grazing the underside of their earfin.
“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Casey jerked back, but Tsunis’ legs locked around him.
“Again.”
Oh, fuck. Spellbound to that goddamn tone, Casey lowered his lips to the soft spot of Tsunis’ jaw where it met the fin, lingering there. Tsunis groaned.
“Again.”
“Fuck, Tsunis,” Casey murmured. He took the bottom of their earfin between his lips, watching, enraptured, as their knuckles turned white around the thin branches of root, a full-body shiver making them seize in his hands. “So fucking pretty. Do you like when I kiss your sweet little fin?”
“Yes,” Tsunis rasped. They rarely sounded out of control, but Casey could tell they were close to the edge. He didn’t want to push too hard, but many things were different between this time and the last. “Do it again.”
“Anything for you,” Casey whispered, watching them writhe restlessly as his breath skated over their fin. Then he lowered his mouth to the lobe and sucked.
Tsunis bucked. Their arms fled to his shoulders, fingers buried painfully in his hair. Casey wasn’t done. He dragged his tongue up the length of the fin, closing his mouth once more when he reached the very top, letting his tongue flatten as he sucked.
“Casimir!”
“Yes, baby?” Casey purred before lavishing the fin with more licks and nips, then slid to the other side.
His cock was leaking precum, but another substance was leaking above his crotch, dripping, making his briefs a sticky kind of wet that wasn’t from the water. He didn’t care. He grinned against Tsunis’ scaled cheekbone, watching his lover convulse under all the teasing.
Tsunis turned that adorable glare onto him in full force, panting for breath, but somehow accessed the stern tone Casey craved. “Look. Down.”
His neck snapped downward to the spot where Tsunis’ body rubbed against his. All those weeks ago, he’d accidentally gotten a glimpse of their hidden treasure. It had looked like a slit, dripping with a slickness Casey could’ve lost himself in.
The slit was opened wider, and every bit as wet and welcoming. As he watched, a tentacle peeled from the rest of the flesh, then another, and another, clear slickness dripping down their lengths, which varied between six and ten inches or so.
