This is something we can both do.”
“Honey - I can’t - ”
“You don’t have to.” She stood before him,
naked and ready, taking a great deal of delight in the little drop
of saliva that was oozing from the side of his mouth and puddling
on the floor.
“What do I have to do then?” He
sounded flat-out worried now.
“Just watch, Theo. Just watch .” She
breathed in, letting her breasts rise and fall as she did so. “Can
you do that?”
His gulp was noisy. “Uh, I guess so.”
“Good.” Georgie smiled.
Could he watch? Hell yeah .
His eyes wouldn’t turn any other way, he
couldn’t have moved his gaze if somebody’d shoved a sword up his
ass at that particular moment and he had no issues with ignoring
the fact he was hanging on to the outside of the castle with only
two claws. His head was inside Georgie’s room and he wanted to be
inside Georgie so bad his pouch was threatening to explode from the
pressure of his cock inside it.
He daren’t reach down and free it - there
was another embrasure below and whoever was in that room
would probably notice a stiff three feet of dragon cock if it
thrust into their presence and dripped with pre-come. Things like
that tended to attract unwanted attention and if he got himself
castrated at this point it would so not be a good thing.
Thus his entire focus remained fixed on the
woman standing in front of him - less than a flicker of his tongue
away. No, can’t do that . Too creepy. Too - bestial .
And at the back of his mind lingered a
thought - perhaps this might free him from the spell holding him
captive. Good thing or bad thing, he wasn’t sure, but damned if he
gave a fuck at this point.
He just wanted to see Georgie.
So he watched.
She sighed as her hands stroked her skin,
her forearms at first, running over them like she was cold.
Theo knew better. He could sense her heat
even from this distance, along with the sweet flowering of her
pussy as the juices began to flow. Her stance altered a little, her
legs parting, offering him tantalizing glimpses of glittering
droplets of moisture as they dappled her thighs. It took him a few
seconds to realize that at long last this was for real .
She grinned at him and cupped her breasts.
“What do you think, babe? Will they do?”
“For what?” Theo rasped out the words into
her head, knowing his voice was hoarse as her thumbs played with
her nipples.
“For you...” She teased herself, gasping as
a nail abraded the hard peak.
“ Fuck yeah, oh - yeah ...” He caught
himself drooling heavily and swallowed. It wasn’t easy since his
throat rested heavily on the windowsill, but he managed it. He was
damned if he’d drown in his own spit at this point in the
proceedings.
Georgie’s hips swayed. “I like this, Theo. I
like it when you watch me. It’s... hot , you know?”
He wanted to nod but couldn’t. He didn’t
have room. Knocking out the ceiling would have totally spoiled the
moment.
She didn’t seem to mind. “I can see myself
in your eyes. My reflection...” She moved a little closer and slid
one hand over her belly, delicately smoothing the skin, ringing her
cute little belly button with one finger and then closing her eyes
languorously. “God, this is good...”
Theo made some sort of strangled sound in
agreement. It was so good that if it got better his eyes might blow
up.
It got better. Georgie’s hand slithered
south, inevitably finding her pussy and the pinkly wonderful magic
of her cunt. Or so Theo liked to think of it. Or - in all honesty -
how he would have thought of it if he’d been writing a
purplish-prose type romance novel. She smoothed the liquids around
making slippery slick noises that drove Theo’s wits clean out of
his skull.
His pouch was coldly sopping with the oozing
droplets of his own arousal. It would probably take a month of
flying around with his flap open to dry the fucking thing. He
didn’t care.
His tongue flopped down onto the floor.
Georgie, lost
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