“You…” He pointed at me, then turned his wrist to point at his chest. “…wantme…” He pointed at me again. “…to fuckyou?”I nodded and gulped under his shocked stare. “How?”
“…with your penis?” I thought that was rather obvious? I cocked my head to one side at the way his shock became genuine confusion.
“Erm, okay, I’ve studied enough anatomy books and treated enough Ucfeni patients now to say you donothave an ass in which for me to fuck, so…?”
“Oh?” I chuckled and leaned over to fold my arms on the rim of the bathtub and lean into his space. “Is that what’s putting you off? You don’t knowhowwe’d have sex?”
“Not just that, but kind of, yes?” Charlie cleared his throat and raised his left knee protectively. “Fine, I’ll ask. How do two homosexual Ucfeni have sex?” I licked my lips and wondered about saying something like ‘want me to show you?’ but thought better of it.
“Alright Doctor.” I chuckled and decided to get out of his personal space for this explanation. “My penis is in my pouch in a sheath, until I am aroused enough for it to extrude. The sheath it previously occupied is thenno longeroccupied…and very sensitive.” I failed to stop my wide grin at the look of interest in Charlie’s eyes. “So you would penetrate my sheath with your cock, whilst mine remained extruded and hard between us.” Charlie gulped and crossed his left leg over the right, failing to hide he was having a physical response to our conversation. “So to be clear? If your main objection is because you thought we couldn’t mate or our preferences weren’t compatible? That isn’t the case.” He stared at me, and I decided not to push my luck. “Of course, if you simply don’tlikeme, that will change as you get to know me. And I will wait for that day.”
“Why?”
“Because I would never force you to tangle with me.” I frowned, worried he thought I was going to pounce him. “I told you, I’ll wait for you to invitemeinto bed with you. You need not worry about me carrying you off to mate with against your will.”
“I know that.” Charlie answered firmly, much to my relief. “You’re far too flirtatious and confident in your victory, and you shouldn’t have kissed me in the travel basket when we first met…but you’ve not forced anything on me. You give me my own space, and for the most part, the flirting is verbal.” He huffed and he dampened his blonde hair by running a hand back through it. Whatever he was considering, he was torn over it and I held onto hope as he looked over my scales. “If you were going to cross that line you’d have tried by now.”
“I’ve told you? I’m going to enjoy the hunt.” I winked at him and leaned over to flick my tongue at his nose. “There’s no need to rush this.” Fuelled with hope burning in my belly I leaned closer. “When I win your affection, that victory will be all the sweeter because you will invite me to pleasure you. In every way. In the meantime, we can get to know each other, flirt, and see what happens.” I was about to lean back, when Charlie leaned forward and the scales at my neck darkened again.
“I’m not going to lie to you Dalahan. I think you’re way too confident in yourself, and you’re not the type of guy I normally fuck.”
“Once you shuckme,Charlie, you’ll never want to shuck anyone else, ever again.” I promised him with every single scale on my body, and if he’d been an Ucfeni, he would have smelt both my arrogance and my arousal. I could certainly tastehisdesire in the air.
“…God damn.” Charlie huffed a chuckle and I felt the warm air of it hit my scaly lips. “You talk a good game.”
“Thank you.” My tail tip flicked with anticipation.He smells so horny.
“I’m normally the one deploying the cocky pick-up lines, and I’m the one normally doing the hunting.” Charlie smirked, and I thought all these signs were encouraging. I struggled to focus through the bulging of my pouch, but thankfully that was hidden behind Charlie’s bathtub. When he licked his lips at me I had to grip the rim of the bathtub tightly to stop myself from lolling forward the last inch to taste him.
I wanted to taste all of him. I wanted to lick every sweet inch of his pale skin. To map every ridge between his muscles and his softness, and of course, to taste the back of his throat and have his seed at the back of mine. I want it all.
But I’m a patient man, and he’s only been in my life and my nest for a week. When I win Charlie over, I want my victory to be all-consuming and unyielding. I don’t want him to just use me to work off tension. I want a partner to share this nest with, and I’msurethat could be Charlie.
“Relax.” I chuckle at the frustrated pout on his face as I leaned out of his reach. In fact, I lift up on my tail to display the bulge of my pouch as my slit started to open. At the very least, he deserved to see he had aroused me as well. “It’s your day off. I will dote on youall day.I’ll go and make you some toast, and then we’ll talk about what you’d like to do today.” Charlie’s eyes were on my pouch and I struggled to stop myself from extruding for him. “Stay in and read, or go out and explore Onra. Your choice, and my pleasure.” I turned on my hips and slid over to the access hole to lower myself to the bottom tier. The sound of Charlie groaning and swearing with frustration made my heart flutter.
Every good hunter knows the best way to capture your prey, is to make it come to you.I’ll have Charlie throwing me down to the ground and mounting me in no time.My hand pressed to my pouch and if I could have gotten away with it, I would have allowed my slit to open. I would have milked away my frustration to Charlie’s image. Instead, I had to ignore my need and focus on the fiddly task of getting the thin slices of bread into the toaster. I am going to dote on him today. He’s used to being the one doing the hunting huh? I’m not his usual type of guy? I smirked as I slithered over to the fridge to find the butter. His cock was hard in the bath. I saw him try and hide it. I arouse him. Especially now he knows we can have sex. The look on his face when I told him about my sheath was priceless…and oh so tempting.
Chapter 9
Paging Doctor Charlie
Charlie.
“What an arrogant prick?” I grumbled to myself and sank into the bathtub until my chin broke the water’s surface. “Behaving like he’s God’s sexy scaly gift, and that anything has changed for me because he wants me to top? Pft. Jerk.” I huffed, not my finest moment, and ignored my dick as it strained up towards me in the water. I could have rubbed one off real quick, but that would be admitting that Dalahan aroused me, and that was a defeat I was not willing to accept. Spitefully, and will less maturity than a thimble, I threw my body forward to sit up and grumpily focused on getting clean.
I was still sulking when I dried and dressed into a pair of jeans and a blue shirt. My glower was fixed in position as I mounted the swing seat of the pulley and worked the rope to lower myself to the ground level.
“Here is your toast Charlie.” He offered me two slices, buttered, and cut in half. He knows how I make my toast. That’s not romantic, it’s creepy.I told myself three times, not really believing it, before I allowed myself to accept the plate.
“Thanks.” I forced through my teeth before moving to sit on a beanbag as I scoffed my breakfast. The morning light came in through the upper windows and caught his emerald green scales as he slithered past me to coil around a larger beanbag. I had a mouth full of toast as he nestled down beside me and grinned at me.
“What would you like to do today?” He asked me and I felt like a real sour puss for the defensive way I responded.
“Nothing you need to know about.” I finished my toast and pulled myself up from the beanbag right away. That’s right. I’m being childish and grumpy. Not my finest moment. “I’m going back upstairs to bed, to read and make notes. Don’t disturb me.”
“Alright. I’ll give you some space.” He chuckled, and I wanted to hit him so bad…I had no idea why I was blushing when his head craned over my left shoulder to enter my field of vision. “If you want to lick your wounded pride in peace, that’s fine, but I’ll offer my tongue to the cause if you like?”
“Un-believable. You know?” I folded my arms and raised a blonde brow at him as he swung around to ‘stand’ before me. “If there was a competition for how quickly you could get acheappick-up line into any conversation? You’d be the champion.”