Leo and the Dragon Ch. 02

He felt Arach's fingertips brush his cheek. Surprised, he opened his eyes again. Arach looked at him, wonder in her eyes.

"Really?" she asked, brushing her hand back down his body. But instead of wrapping around his member again, she rested her palm on his hip and scooted closer, cuddling against him.

"I must not lie," Leo said, smiling ruefully.

"Why?" Arach asked, leaning her forehead against him.

"Why I must not lie?" Leo asked, mildly confused.

"No, I know that already," Arach whispered. "I was talking about you not being with any woman. Don't tell me you prefer men," she scolded him playfully.

"I haven't been with any man either," Leo smirked. "There just wasn't the right place, the right time or the right person."

"Hm." Arach's look became thoughtful. "You're completely different from what I'm used to," she mused. "Normally, males are falling over themselves to lay me. But not you. Why? Am I not beautiful to you?" She leaned back, offering her body for closer inspection. Despite himself, Leo couldn't resist and let his eyes wander. Arach was a slip of a woman, just over five four, maybe hundred-ten pounds of lean, finely toned muscles, her breasts two small handfuls. Despite her youth, her body already had scars, some sword slashes that had not healed all too well.

"You are very beautiful," Leo breathed, shivering in the cool morning air. Arach cuddled closer.

"That's a nice compliment, thank you," she purred, humping her hips into him.

"No compliment, just the truth," Leo said, emphatically.

"Okay, so I'm beautiful to you," Arach reasoned. "What's holding you back? I'm pretty much offering myself to you," she added, swinging one leg over his hip. Suddenly, his member was brushing against her hot sex. She sighed and slid along his length, coating it with hot moisture.

"Don't tell me you're not a little curious," Arach whispered, her breath catching.

Leo growled in the back of his throat, his hands grabbing her hips, forcing her into stillness. Arach moaned softly, her sex throbbing against his hardness. "Don't tell me you're saving yourself for that crazy elf mage of yours," Arach sighed, humping her hips into Leo. He gasped at the unfamiliar sensations, then he shook his head, neither pushing her away nor pulling her closer.

"Shilana?" he rasped. Arach melted against him, looking deep into his eyes. Shaking his head in confusion, Leo stammered, "I-... I really haven't thought about her like... this."

"Do you want me?" she asked, swaying her hips, thereby rubbing her sopping sex along his aching member. Leo growled.

"Your body screams 'yes', you know?" Arach explained with a grin, swaying her hips again.

"But my head... I'm confused," Leo snarled, obviously torn between the raw passion tearing through his body and his sensibility.

"For Mercy's sake, Arach, have pity on him," Tear sighed, from the other bedroll.

Both Arach and Leo froze, looking over at her. Tear was leaning on one elbow, one slender hand disappearing under her cover, making slow, rustling noises. A sly smile played around her lips as she watched them.

"Take your time. It's not like you're being married off tonight," Tear laughed, rising smoothly. Her cover pooled at her feet and she stepped over to Leo's bedroll, slipping under the cover on his other side. Leo stiffened as her hot, naked body cuddled into his back, breasts pressing into his shoulders, and her hand came around, caressing his stomach.

"There will be enough nights to find out if you're made for each other. Arach, just relent a bit and let Leo find his stride. And Leo..." Tear purred into his ear, before gently nibbling at his neck, "if you have any questions regarding women, just ask. We're happy to answer. We're happy to show. And if you want, we can teach you, too."