Page 15 of Entranced By the Nakken
They shook their head. “I don’t know how.”
Holy fuck. Casey sucked his bottom lip under his teeth. They’d never fucking kissed before. Another thing that shouldn’t be as hot as it was. His cock stood at attention like this was its calling in life.
Casey shifted closer to cup Tsunis’ strong jaw and stroke the velvety scales on their cheekbones.
“Kiss. Is that the thing with the tongues?” Tsunis’ breathing was rapid, and the mere mention of tongues made Casey’s cock painfully excited.
“Sometimes. But we don’t have to go that far.” Casey let his thumb drift to their pale blue lips and traced them, much like Tsunis had done earlier. “We press our mouths together.”
“Do it,” they commanded in the same imperious tone they used to make him sing, and fuck if that wasn’t the hottest thing yet.
Casey slanted his lips over theirs, careful to stay gentle through the desperate compulsion to devour them. It was the sweetest kiss of his life, and for a moment it felt like it was his first kiss, too. In a way, it was.
Every cell in his body rebelled when he forced himself to stop. “Okay?”
“More.”
An involuntary groan slipped from Casey’s lips. Fucking fuck, that tone melted his insides. He wanted nothing more than to bend the fuck over and submit, which was beyond unusual for him.
Casey moved his lips nice and slow over first their top, then their bottom lip, caressing each with the inside of his own. Tsunis followed his silent instructions, and soon they took the lead with messy kisses that Casey immediately became addicted to.
Tsunis tasted like falling snow. Like one of those shaved ice in paper cones they sell at the fair, but with a flavor all their own. Casey wanted to drink them down, to lick up every last drop.
He deepened the kiss, licking the seam of their lips until they opened and met his tongue with theirs. An adorable moan slipped from their mouth into his, and Casey swallowed it with a groan, his fingers digging into Tsunis’ hips.
Casey could kiss them for hours, but the single blood cell left in his brain reminded him to be courteous. This was their first time kissing, so it might be their first time doing anything else, too.
He pulled away and shifted until his back met the tree, taking Tsunis with him. Their chests heaved in sync. Casey stared down at the beautiful creature in his arms, drinking in their darkened cheeks, their shimmering eyes like pools of fucking holy water. He brushed a strand of silver hair behind their ear fin, trailing his fingers along the tips, watching the pulse of darker blue that raced along the fin under his touch.
Tsunis groaned. “Casimir.”
“Hmm?” Casey hummed absently, needing to hear that fucking sound again more than he needed another breath. He pinched the bottom of Tsunis’ ear between thumb and forefinger and rubbed up the length of the fin. Their noises changed, less of a groan and more of a moan, the kind Casey might make if those pouty lips were wrapped around his cock.
“Casimir!” Tsunis snapped.
Casey released their fin and gave them his full attention. Only then did he notice their hand had fisted in his hair, their face contorted. Concerned, he trailed his gaze over the rest of their body. Their knees were slammed shut, but there was a sheen of slickness where there was usually smooth skin, and their hips were moving to an invisible rhythm.
“Oh, fuck,” Casey mumbled. He shouldn’t have looked. His cock was heavy enough as it was, but now it ached something fierce. He looked back to Tsunis’ face, which was glaring harder than ever. So. Fucking. Cute. “We can stop.”
“You don’t understand,” Tsunis growled. They tightened their grip on his hair, and he loosed a low groan, which they promptly swallowed with their hungry mouth.
Casey met their hungry kiss with his.
“My ear fins,” they breathed between kisses.
Casey groaned as Tsunis gave his hair a sharp tug, enough to sting his scalp. He responded by brushing his thumb over the fin in question, ending the caress with a gentle pinch at the tip.
That sound. It seared itself into Casey’s memories.
Before he could do it again, Tsunis put space between them. They were beyond flustered. This time, Casey managed not to glance between their legs like an asshole. It wasn’t fair that his cock was hidden under clothes while they were completely exposed. Granted, his cargo shorts were practically tissue paper, tented so violently that nothing was a secret.
“It’s sensitive,” Tsunis growled. God fucking damn, they were moving their hips, taking Casey’s hand along for the ride. “We don’t kiss.”
“Oh,” Casey mumbled. His brain took a moment to catch up. “Oh! I’m sorry. I’ll stop.”
“I-it’s best that you do.” Tsunis was barely coherent. “M-my…my…mmmmf.”
Casey immediately snapped his hand away, searching for a safer place for it, like their lower back, but that didn’t appear to help them calm down. He tried not to panic. They were wriggling on his lap, gripping his hair and his neck, looking ready to devour him, so he couldn’t move away without disturbing them further. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cross a line. Tell me what I can do.”
