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It’d already been five days, and she was ready to squirm. She wanted pleasure, and he’d already shown her she could take it by her own hand, or around one of his fingers. And she really did want to erase all touch until she could only remember Nathair’s.

His palms were so soft they were silkier than her own. They felt so nice caressing just her cheek, her neck, and from what she could remember, her breast.

I want to learn him, and see what happens when he learns me.The first woman he’s ever touched.Thatshould be scary, being with someone so inexperienced while she had trauma, but the idea turned her on so much it had to be a sin. To take his firsts with everything, like they were her own, but wanted, pleasured, revered.

He’d be her first Duskwalker, or the first male that had two cocks, scales, a forked tongue, claws, and no legs but a tail. So many firsts to have with him, when she’d thought she’d been all out of those.

She wanted his sexy, smooth scales caressing every inch of her body to the point her nipples hardened with hope that he’d scrape them too. She wanted him everywhere, all at once, and he was so damn big and long that he might be the only creature in existence thatcoulddo that.

Linh wasn’t sure about sex, but why hold back when they both wanted to get closer, and could in other ways?I know that if I was to reach out right now...He’d cave within an instant and give her whatever she hungered for.

Because he hungered for it too.

So she did. In the most innocent of senses, Linh tentatively reached out to him and placed her palm on his humanoid waist.

Her heart nearly wept when he grabbed it, and just held her small, nimble hand in his overbearingly large one. His claws stabbed into her delicate wrists, but they didn’t hurt. All her loneliness and self-loathing... all the unbearable, gut-twisting sick that had been haunting her for days, unravelled itself in his soft palm.

Nathair didn’t do more than that. He didn’t turn to her now that she’d given him an opening, didn’t try to cart her into hisarms. He didn’t try to shove his tongue into her mouth or expect anything from her.

He just held her hand in a simple gesture, and her being radiated in tenderness.

It only made her want him more.

Linh had this big scheming plan for when they got back to Nathair’s cave.

Bathe so she felt clean, dry up with the fire, eat some of the fruit, and then ask Nathair if they could cuddle again. It’d been days since she’d been coiled up in his tail, and she’d missed it – her sleeps had been restless.

She’d had no intention of getting rest straight away.

Linh pouted as she blinked within the darkness, her head pressed between his pectoral muscles, and her arms squished between them.Dammit. I fell asleep as soon as he held me.Gone – unconscious within seconds.

She’d just been so comfortable, the familiarity and closeness of the hold whisking her under.

I wanted to try touching him.He obviously wanted it, and she was tired of letting her mind hold her back from taking that leap. For once, she wanted to let her heart take the lead – or pussy, rather.But now he’s in one of his trances.

Twitching, he was tense around her. His claws dug through her dress as he clutched at her back.

Tilting her head to follow the white light of his glow, she nibbled her bottom lip in thought.I wonder if I can...She began to hum, worried if she snapped him out of his trance too fast, it could mean trouble.

He didn’t soften, so she incrementally increased the volume. When his rippling clenches eased, she smiled. A small, short whine broke from him, and he brought her closer. Linh gasped when he squished her face against him, incidentally rendering her quiet as her hums were muffled against his pectoral muscle.

Lying on their sides, Nathair panted around her. Then he patted the back of her head before drawing the tips of his claws up and down the side of her throat.

She pulled her face free.

“Did that help?” He tapped at the side of her neck before just tickling it again. Her eyes crinkled with humour. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

He snorted out a huff but didn’t move an inch. He was usually a little lethargic after his mind was lost.

Linh took that as her opening. She pushed upwards now that he was awake so she could be higher, knowing he would move and wiggle to let her. He dipped his skull to her, halting her when she’d made it less than a foot.

Linh hesitantly chewed the inside of her bottom lip before sucking in a courageous breath.

“Can I touch you?” she whispered, placing her hands against his broad shoulders.

Nathair grabbed one of her hands and made it cup the back of his own. He chuckled as she felt him sign, “Always.”

“You can’t say always, Nathair,” she stated with a weak laugh. “That would mean whenever–”