[Nikolai feels the pull on his zipper as if it were part of his body, and a shiver of anticipation spreads up his spine. His back arches. His wings, which he had folded to walk beside her and present his back to her hands, stretch restlessly. If Konoha weren't already ducking her head, she might have found herself smacked by their leathery edges.
Her words sear into his mind tantalizing images of what awaits him once he joins her in bed. With his tail captured in her cleavage, it becomes easy to imagine her breasts cradling his cock, and from there her heated folds welcoming him. Her lips on his scaled skin, so close by the purple gem that allows him to feel every sensation so sharply and deeply, beg him to imagine her kisses pressed over every inch of him.
While she tugs his trousers down, Nikolai guides his cock free. As Konoha will soon discover, he has eschewed undergarments today. Not only does his tail pose an obstacle, but also...it seemed to him somewhat redundant, given that he would hang out of his boxers anyway. So once she coaxes his pants down far enough, she'll be treated to a spectacular view of his ass, impeded only partially by the spined dragon tail. He swiftly removes the whole garment, tossing it aside.]
When you take all of me inside of you...
[His voice bows low, rough at the edges with something wild. He turns now, reluctant to let her lips slip from his skin, but eager to see her reaction to his cock. Because that's what replaces Konoha's view: his dick, heavy with arousal, the head bowing toward her. It seems impossibly thick, improbably long in proportion to his human frame. A hassle for any human woman to contend with, but for a jinba mare...it poses no problem at all.
Nikolai cradles her cheek, sliding his hand into her hair and mussing it already. With a shift of his hips, he lets his cock tap gently, playfully, against her other cheek.]
...I hope that you'll want for nothing else.
[Her explanation of her heat, and the desperation it lights in her, only heightens his own need to help her. This surges through him as surely as his arousal, as maddening in its pitch and as unrelenting in its demands. He can do this. He cannot abandon her to suffer the ache of her loneliness, not when he's perfectly positioned to grant her relief.]
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Her words sear into his mind tantalizing images of what awaits him once he joins her in bed. With his tail captured in her cleavage, it becomes easy to imagine her breasts cradling his cock, and from there her heated folds welcoming him. Her lips on his scaled skin, so close by the purple gem that allows him to feel every sensation so sharply and deeply, beg him to imagine her kisses pressed over every inch of him.
While she tugs his trousers down, Nikolai guides his cock free. As Konoha will soon discover, he has eschewed undergarments today. Not only does his tail pose an obstacle, but also...it seemed to him somewhat redundant, given that he would hang out of his boxers anyway. So once she coaxes his pants down far enough, she'll be treated to a spectacular view of his ass, impeded only partially by the spined dragon tail. He swiftly removes the whole garment, tossing it aside.]
When you take all of me inside of you...
[His voice bows low, rough at the edges with something wild. He turns now, reluctant to let her lips slip from his skin, but eager to see her reaction to his cock. Because that's what replaces Konoha's view: his dick, heavy with arousal, the head bowing toward her. It seems impossibly thick, improbably long in proportion to his human frame. A hassle for any human woman to contend with, but for a jinba mare...it poses no problem at all.
Nikolai cradles her cheek, sliding his hand into her hair and mussing it already. With a shift of his hips, he lets his cock tap gently, playfully, against her other cheek.]
...I hope that you'll want for nothing else.
[Her explanation of her heat, and the desperation it lights in her, only heightens his own need to help her. This surges through him as surely as his arousal, as maddening in its pitch and as unrelenting in its demands. He can do this. He cannot abandon her to suffer the ache of her loneliness, not when he's perfectly positioned to grant her relief.]