the horse, the lizard, and the tree

"You know, The day started out innocently enough - that's all I know - and then suddenly I'm naked and you're sitting right on my tail. And - ooooohhhh that is good - now I'm moaning like something else entirely."

”My day started off with me trying to clear my head from exactly these kinds of thoughts, and now I’m straddling a naked woman and making her moan with just my hands. I’d say that’s a pretty good day,” Lochlann admitted to her.

Once he found out that the moans were conformation of pleasure, he increased his pressure, and at one point he leaned back and reached his hands behind his own back, grabbing her tail and rubbing that, too. He blew gently across the exposed skin on her back while he rubbed her tail, remembering how the wind was enough to set her off earlier.

He turned, pulling a one-eighty on her butt so now he was facing the opposite way, and he rubbed down each leg and to her feet, too. She tapped him on the leg and said, "Th - this side's... done. Turn - turn me over and... I so want to say ' have a bite' right now but... just, um, same thing."

He was glad he was facing the other way so she couldn’t see the wicked, wicked smile he was giving her.

He ran a tongue up the back of her leg, then shifted again, still pressing her into the mattress, and rocked forward to he could whisper in her ear again.

”But if it’s feeling so good, are you sure you want me to stop? Sure, the scales are off, but now that all your skin is exposed I can give it the full attention it deserves,” he ran one finger very slowly down her spine. ”I mean if you want me to stop and do your front I can, but it seems a shame to hurry onto the other side when I have all of this..”

Loch was loving this. He loved the way she was moaning and gasping and squirming, all because of one finger. To be truthful, her squirming brought some pleasant friction for him, too, but he rather enjoyed being the one in power right now.

When she started to shift underneath him, Loch took his weight off her to make it easier, but when she threw her arms around his neck his body fell back to hers.

"Be - because - I can't do this with my face in the bed."

That caught him off guard, as did the kiss, which he returned eagerly. He ran his hand down her arched back, drawing her body to his, but when she pulled back and flopped down, he let her go. Her next words drew a flicker of something vulnerable on Lochlann’s face, which quickly disappeared back under a mask of lust because he was straddling a naked girl that moaned whenever he touched her.


"Look... I don't just kiss people. It's a sign of trust and liking - I trust and like you, Lochlann, okay? Be patient... this shedding really needs to be finished, or else my scales will grow back all mismatched. It's still early - you can do me later, but could you finish doing this first?"

”Trusting me is a mistake,” Lochlann warned her. ”I would recommend that you do the exact opposite and treat my every action like it has the ulterior motive to really hurt you.”

He licked his lips while he looked at her.

”But I like you, too, and I’m so glad that my day turned out this way,” Lochlann said, slowly running a finger down her neck, belly, and stopping it right at her hips. He turned again, lifting up her legs, grabbing a little bit more oil to work onto his hands, and then resumed work. He went painfully slowly now, dragging out each touch, just because he could.

They had two hours until the meringues were done. Lochlann had plans for her and those meringues.

”I think it would be nice to kiss you all the way up here…” Lochlann murmured, dragging one hand up her leg, and then bringing it back down as he massaged her. ”Do you have any preferences?”

"Long as you don't kill me or - ohhhh - torture me, I'm fine with ulterior motives. Just - haaaah - let - let me know if you plan something weird."

”Don’t let me take you near water,” Lochlann told her, still working on one of her feet. ”I will try and be very persuasive. I recommend getting something heavy, like a frying pan, and hitting me with it.”

The tone of his voice made it hard to tell if he was joking or not.

Lochlann worked his way back up her legs, and then turned around so he was straddling her again, looking down at her face. He reached a finger and brushed across her cheek in an action that was a little more tender than he anticipated. The position was a little more intimate, and a lot more suggestive.

His leaned forward, lifting her arms above her head, and then started to work down them to massage her and loosen any other scales. Her comment caught him off guard.

"You taste good... and somehow familiar. I wonder why that is."

”I…don’t know. I think I’d remember kissing you,” lochlann said, shrugging. There was nothing in his tone to indicate that it was because she was unusual—Lochlann just happened to remember what every girl he ever kissed looked like. Or so he thought.

Her next response caught him even more off guard.

"I actually... don't. Let me level with you - this is, um, my first time doing... the do. Hope that's not a dealbreaker... Can - I can - you do what you want."

His eyebrows raised in surprise.

”It’s not a deal breaker,” Lochlann said. ”I can’t give you anything and I can’t get you pregnant. But….are you sure you want to do this then? I don’t want to pressure you into anything you are not comfortable with.”

"But I like the beach..." Eph pouted. Her moaning had lessened now that she could adjust to the feeling of Lochlann handling every part of her. Well, almost every part. To his credit, Lochlann didn't go too far without permission. That was an adorable point in his favor. With a soft chuckle, she said,

"I'd do that if you explained why I should."

”I’m not…I can’t,” Lochlann finally said. His face had shifted again, but he shook his head and the part of him that was scared disappeared. ”Just don’t trust me is all.”

He was running out of areas that he could rub that were chaste. Was it even chaste if his eyes had been all over her? He wanted so much more.

Her tail pulled him down to kiss her and he kissed back, gently nipping at her bottom lip.
"Seriously. Tastes familiar but I'm sure we haven't kissed before."

”I have no idea,” he confessed. ”Is It because we both had the same thing for breakfast?”

His forehead was pressed against him and he could taste her breath while they talked. His arms were on either side of her, popping himself up for balance, and it meant his body was pressed gently to hers. The position meant she’d be able to hear his heard thudding against his chest, irregular and fast, and the other indication of how much he wanted her was pressed firmly in a delicate spot.

She grabbed onto the back of his head and pulled him down, planting his forehead on her own. "I'm okay. I want this... and you. Besides..."

Eph removed her arms from around Lochlann and gestured to herself, pointing at her face. "I'm a lizard. I lay eggs. You're not going to knock me up or anything without my say-so."


Lochlann’s heart started to beat a little bit faster yet. He wanted her. She was saying yes. He was also excited because she’d never had anyone before. Lochlann didn’t really consider virginity all that special, but it was more of the novelty thing for it. It was more like taking someone to your favorite restaurant; he couldn’t wait to share with her all the things he enjoyed.

He pressed his lips to hers in a feather light kiss, then angled his head to kiss down her jawline.

”Anything you don’t like, you tell me right away—the same goes if anything hurts. Anything you really like, and you also tell me right away, and I’ll do more of it,” Lochlann told her. He was dragging his fingertips up her side slowly, barely touching her sensitive skin but leaving just enough pressure to taunt her.

He kissed down her neck now, still slowly, still feather light, with the goal of teasing her.

”I want to make this worth your while again...and again…and again,” Lochlann whispered. She was giving him the gift of her body and Lochlann was determined to give her a fuck she’d never forget. He’d make this as special as he could for her, and he already had plans to wind up in the kitchen half-way through. He wanted to be feeding her meringues while he made love to her.

This day was fucking awesome.