Wow, I can get Textual, too.

It hadn't been a size thing, it was more of a oops I might try to drown you thing, but since she didn't seem to have an aversion to water Lochlann supposed they were...okay? He wasn't sure. The size thing had never been an issue, either; Lochlann was hung like a horse, but he spoke sex as a second language and knew how to adapt. He wasn't thinking straight, because Kaya had just taken off their clothes in perhaps the coolest way possible.

He was still grinding up against her, but now with their lack of clothes there was some danger to this action and Lochlann loved it. His cock was thick and hot and ready, but he wasn't going to take her quite yet.

"It's a deal," Lochlann said, and then he rolled suddenly, switching their positions so Kaya was on the ground and he was hovering above her. The bulk of him was still pressed up against her, but now he pushed up towards her, lifting her knees so she was angled against him in a new manner. He didn't fuck her yet, but he wanted her to feel every movement while he kissed her.

His kiss was a slow, hungry thing. One hand cupped her cheek, tilting her face to his, and the other ran up and down her body slowly before finally settling on her breast. He palmed it gently while he said, "Is there anything you'd like me to do....or not do?"

Lochlann felt a flicker of excitement flicker in him like a candle flame.

Up until she'd said this, Lochlann had not considered taking her any differently than he would a moral woman, but here she was asking him to. The interest in his dark eyes were palpable.

He slid his tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers while he slid the hand on her face up into her hair. The other was still on her breast, but now his groping was rougher and his fingers worked the tips between them. The entire time, he was grinding up against her, pushing her into the sand and making her feel how hard and ready he was for her.

Lochlann was taking careful note of her body language, responding to what she liked by doing more of that and backing off when the reaction was not as strong. There were very few things he was good at, but sex was one of them.

Suddenly, Lochlann yanked her hair back and started to kiss and nibble down her neck, to her breasts, and then made a slow path down her stomach. He squirmed from beneath her legs and then lowered his face to her sex and started to circle her clit with his tongue. His arms wrapped around her hips, hefting her up so her legs were positioned over her shoulders while they laid on the ground. He was ravenous, and he fucked her hungrily and greedily with his mouth, wanting the shallow licks and motions of his tongue to be a warm up for what he was preparing to do to her next.

Lochlann's dark eyes flicked up to hers for a moment and the corners of his lips twisted into the beginnings of a smile.

Lochlann could to better, and he would. But this wasn't about making her come, not yet. This was about getting her wetter. Lochlann tilted her back and slid one hand back up to her breast. His other hand went to her sex even as he continued to lick and suckle her. He slid a finger inside of her and then another one.

The lust was coming off of him in waves. The small bit of power he had was trying to convince her to relax and give into him. He wanted her body responsive and ready for him, so Lochlann coaxed with his fingers and stroked her clit with his tongue. With his other hand, he rolled and pulled at her nipple until it was hard in his hand and then he moved his hand to her other breast.

Normally, Lochlann would have waited until she came before fucking her, but if she asked him again, he wasn't going to wait any longer. His desire for her was overwhelming.

Lochlann lapped and sucked at her slick flesh for some time. He waited until her body felt relaxed, and that's when he struck.

He was quick about it, a viper grabbing at a snake. His hands grabbed her hips and rolled her onto her stomach. He pushed her knees underneath her, propping her rear up in the air and keeping her chest in the sand, and then Lochlann mounted her.

He thrust into her slowly, grabbing onto her hips and exhaling as he took her. He didn't stay slow, though. Lochlann fucked her like an animal, his body pressed over her back. His right arm was wrapped around her hip and his hand was on her clit. He was not gentle with his movements, but he was attentive to her pleasure, rotating his hips and grabbing at her breasts with his left hand. With her tail so close to him, Lochlann leaned over and ran his tongue across it.

"Fuck, Kaya," he whispered her name. Even though he was using her body, the gratitude slipped into his voice. He'd needed this. He'd needed this so badly. He wondered if she could tell by the way he rode her.

When she came, Lochlann made a pleased noise in the back of his throat. It was somewhere between a groan and a growl, but the meaning was clear: he wanted her to do that again.

He watched through heavily-lidded eyes as the motes of energy escaped from her body near her shoulder blades, but Lochlann didn't know what they meant, only that he liked them. He pounded into her harder, still circling her clit with his fingers, and it suddenly hit him that she'd given him permission to do whatever he wanted with her. He didn't have to treat her like a human because neither of them really where human.

He slid his hand from her chest to grab her hair closest to the back of her neck, and Lochlann pulled it roughly. She'd told him to fuck her all night long, and Lochlann intended to. He fucked her like he was an animal, fast and rough.

"I want you to come for me again, Kaya," Lochlann purred.