Confession for the Clueless Ch. 03

He was however, as a matter of fact, a psion. Many impossible things were actually quite simple things. Not waking a woman snuggled up to you was an extremely difficult thing. Un-knitting a sweater was still an impossible thing. Willing his entire body to shrink at that exact moment to pull his arm from beneath her and detangle their tails at the same time in a carefully coordinated act turned out to be a thing that happened largely by luck.

As he quickly slid off the bed before releasing his concentration and returning to full size, he was happy that all of the impossibles, difficulties, and simples somehow added up to lean in his favor. He breathed a near silent sigh of relief and smiled as he looked over the still fast asleep Vylesh. All this effort would be worth it for a surprise he had been waiting for some time to spring on her. He had luckily already begun to lay the foundations of this some time ago, but classwork and adventuring for extra credits and spending money had kept him from completing it.

With precise and silent steps, he made his way to the dresser where they kept many of their 'toys' and withdrew the many lengths of rope stored within. He eyed the small hooks anchored into the ceiling, painted to carefully conceal them from casual observation. With a thought he willed his hands and feet to grow small pads comparable to a gecko, grateful that it was not as disconcerting a change as growing wings. He carefully climbed up the nearest wall and onto the ceiling as he set about threading the ropes through the hooks he had laid in preparation.

He made quick work of it, while thinking that his own larger form clinging to the ceiling was proof enough that this would work on Vylesh. As long as the hooks held. His eyes looked down to the still sleeping purple tiefling, and back to the hooks now holding up lengths of green rope. He had tested this earlier, and though he was larger than she was and therefore logically this meant no cause for concern of holding a smaller tiefling aloft, he couldn't help but worry still. Perhaps he should have placed this so she would be held over their bed in case she fell? No, he couldn't take her standing then. There was also a certain height above any surface she needed to be, to get that proper sense of helplessness. Even if she was in truth completely safe, he had seen to that, there needed to be that proper level of thrill and danger.

Eztli shook his head, and with another thought encased their room in a shroud of Darkness that even the tiefling would be unable to see through. He focused for a moment, and his eyes were psionically enhanced to see through this darkness as though it were not there. He could see in perfect color his beloved still sleeping softly, light purple framed by long and flowing orange hair. It was entirely on instinct that he licked his lips.

He let go of the ropes as they dangled beneath him, and unstuck himself from the ceiling and willed away his gecko hands and feet while falling. He landed with a thump as he rolled forward to absorb the fall. Vylesh woke with a start and panic quickly struck her as her eyes were met with pure darkness, and no Eztli to hold her. Before she could call out, Eztli had already risen and grabbed two of the ropes in his hands as he used his tail to fling the sheet off of Vylesh. He dove onto the bed as he quickly wrapped the ropes around her thighs while Vylesh rolled onto her back while trying to figure out what was going on. A scream was silenced by Eztli's lips pressed into hers, and his scaly hands gently caressing her to calm her.

"Just trust me, love." He said as he pulled back from the kiss.

Vylesh gulped and nodded as Eztli got to his feet and pulled on the ropes as she felt herself being dragged off the bed. She felt a rush while she was dragged but breathed a sigh of relief as she stopped before she hit the floor. His scaly hands were once again upon her, gently trailing along her front and squeezing at her breasts. She sighed happily at the feeling, all too receptive to being rolled onto her front. Her arms were quickly pulled behind her back and carefully bound as another rope was looped just under her arms and around her back.

She heard the rope being pulled and felt herself start to leave the comfort of the bed entirely, replaced with the sensation of dangling in the air and unable to move anything but her tail as she gently swung for a moment of panic before Eztli's hand on her shoulder stopped all movement.

Eztli willed away the Darkness, and Vylesh was finally able to see that she was well off the ground and looking out straight ahead she was faced with Eztli's large twin shafts already fully erect and oh so close to her. Through the confusion and adrenaline of being strung up like a chandelier after an abrupt awakening, she couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight of her man's two hard members in front of her like this.

"Can't help yourself, can you?" Eztli teased, pulling on the ropes to bring her closer to his members.

Closer though she was, Vylesh was still too far to reach out and lick at him. "W-well I love you and you are quite tasty..." She said while turning a darker shade of purple.

Eztli pulled on the ropes slightly to bring her closer, and Vylesh found her tongue reaching out to taste him. Just as the tip of her tongue almost reached the tip of his upper member, Eztli stopped pulling on the ropes to let her swing further away from him as she let out a pout of defeat at having come so close to her prize.

"Ah ah, what do we say?" Eztli said with an all too smug grin, his own raw desires only just being beaten out by the pleasure of making her beg.

Vylesh continued her pouting and frowning as she glared up at him, trying her best to look angry and failing horribly as it instead made her look even more adorable. And enticing if Eztli was being honest with himself. Which he was but he hid it behind flicking his tongue out at Vylesh as he tasted the air. And the scent and taste he got was one that betrayed her, and how much she was secretly enjoying this.

She couldn't even clamp her legs shut to hide her already wet sex. She tried glancing off away from him as she bit her lip before relenting.

"Please....please let me taste you...Eztli..." She said with defeat and need in her voice as she still avoided his eyes, though she could feel them boring into her.

Vylesh felt him release the ropes entirely and for a moment she thought he was going to try denying her even more. Instead, he grabbed her by the horns and forced her gaze upwards to him and the wild look in his eyes.

"If you need it so bad, then open wide." He growled out, the look in his eyes sending shivers down her spine.

She didn't fully process the request at first, and simply opened her mouth to say something. An opening that Eztli took advantage of in every sense of the word as he quickly pulled her forward all the way onto his top shaft. If her teeth had scraped against him, he paid no attention as he forced her down to the hilt. Vylesh gagged slightly in surprise from the sudden intrusion, trying to quickly adjust to the large invader down her throat. She focused on licking as best she could with her mouth completely filled, trying to get as much saliva onto him as she possibly could while he held her down on his shaft as she knew what was coming.

Eztli took a moment to steady his breathing as her tight throat gagging on his hard shaft threatened to break his focus. The sounds of her choking alongside her desperate licking to taste him and make this next part easier on her. He cracked a wicked smile as he resolved to do his best to make this anything but easy on her.

His grip on her horns tightened as he licked his lips, and he slowly pulled her off of his shaft. She took the opportunity to get a few quick inhales through her nose as she licked along his shaft, lamenting it leaving her mouth in the same thought as there was relief at no longer gagging at his large member invading her throat.

It was a short lived thought, as just as the head was about to leave her mouth, just as she was sucking at it to taste him and the clear fluid he was already leaking, just as she was savoring the taste of him and the feel in her mouth he quickly pulled her back down to the hilt in one motion. Her eyes had been heavy and wavering as she enjoyed tasting the tip, and in that one motion they shot open as her entire body was quickly pulled down onto his thick member.

He held her there as she once again loudly gagged and choked on his thick upper manhood while the lower twitched in unison with the upper. Aching for any touch and only occasionally gracing the soft flesh of her neck, Eztli was torturing himself more than Vylesh. Her own moans intermixed between the sounds of gagging and choking confirmed that notion. He grit his teeth and shook his head to focus.

And before she could adjust to his invading member once more, he pushed her away to withdraw sharply and pulled her back down onto him all in one motion. She let out a loud moan around his manhood as he did so, sending vibrations down his length to force a loud groan out of him.

"You take me so well, I'd think you like being used like this." Eztli teased as he tried to distract himself from the pleasure as he started up a rhythm of pulling her off of him before forcing her back down.

Vylesh simply hummed in response, which forced out another low groan from him. She may have been tied up and near completely immobile, but still getting to make him feel like this was pleasure enough for her. At least for now, as she knew that even once she got him to pop he wouldn't be satisfied with that alone. Even he didn't have enough restraint to leave it at just that. A notion that was confirmed by his tightening grip on her horns as he used her throat for his own pleasure.

It was a subtle change, but Eztli knew her well enough to know those gags and squeals had turned decidedly happy and pleased through his rough usage of her throat and mouth. He moaned her name in a moment of weakness, immediately making up for it by speeding up his actions and only feeling a slight twitch in one of his legs and his tail reacting to keep his balance while the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him again.

He had to focus somehow, he thought with eyelids shut as hard as his teeth were grit together. Another sensation of Vylesh gagging and trying to swallow around his shaft had his eyes spring open once more. Looking down at her just hanging there, impaled on his shaft, he had a wonderful view of her bottom.

Really a fantastic sight to behold, and enough of something else to focus on to keep him from ending this too soon. Her own tail was wrapped around her leg, possibly in an attempt at some manner of gripping something for comfort. He continued roughly forcing her down and pulling her off, swinging her back and forth on the rope as he smiled at the wonderful opening that small act of clinging to something for comfort gave him. One hand finally let go of her horn as he pulled himself down to the hilt again, as he gave a hard slap to her rear.

She may have still been relatively new to all of this, but Vylesh wasn't about to bite down even slightly with her man's hard shaft lodged firmly in her throat. The thought of hurting Eztli was something she couldn't even fathom. She did however choke hard in surprise as his scaly hand swatted her hard to sting delightfully at her flesh. The delight at him moaning her name loudly from this action even remained as he gave another hard strike to her rump.

"Even if I don't let you use your hands, you're far too good at this." He said before breaking down into low moans and groans through gritted teeth, left hand still firmly on her horn as he continued to roughly use her.

Vylesh moaned in satisfaction around his shaft again. Through his continued hard slaps to her bottom, and his manhood being roughly forced in and out of her throat, and the rush of dangling helpless and immobile she could still make him feel this way. So she moaned even more in between the gagging, the vibrations forcing another low groan from him. To which he matched with an extra hard swat to her rear.

As he drew his hand back for another slap, he felt himself finally starting to lose control as his right hand quickly went to her horn as he held her down onto his shaft as hard and as deep as he could possibly manage. Any restraint he had left in him gone as his hips finally bucked while trying to feel the tight sensation of the depths of her throat to the very last moments before he roared her name.

Vylesh swallowed as best she could with his large manhood firmly down her throat as it began to twitch and empty his seed into her, as the lower all too neglected shaft shot its own thick ropes onto her hanging breasts. She hummed along still to milk him dry, his hands so tightly gripping her horns he felt they might bleed. His own moans of her name making her smile, or at least smile as best she could with his manhood in her mouth.

She had won this round.

Eztli panted hard as he tried to catch his breath, the last few drops either being milked out into Vylesh's throat or falling to the ground. A fact that Vylesh lamented despite her victory. She had won that prize and now it was just going to waste. It was hers, and she deserved it she thought as he finally withdrew from her mouth and let her swing just out of reach of him once more. That she was finally able to take full breaths was a small consolation in the face of now getting to see the terrible waste of those final drops of his seed dripping from his still hardened manhood.

"You are never going to stop being smug about that, are you?" Eztli said before another large exhale, silently observing how his beloved was somehow being as draining as fighting monsters.

In the best of ways.

"M-maaaaybe..." Vylesh said, doing her best to tease him as she kept her eyes focused on his still hard twin manhoods. An act that carried the dual purpose of hiding her now maroon face as even she was surprised with her boldness.

"Well," He inhaled deeply, followed by a large exhale. "It's only fair then that I return the favor." He said as he flicked his tongue out, tasting on the air that she was soaking wet.

He took a step to the side of her, letting her hang for a moment on her own before grabbing a large handful of her breasts. She let out a sigh as he roughly kneaded them in his hands, letting out a small cry as her nipples were squeezed between his fingers. He tweaked each between his thumb and forefinger, letting the tip of his claws just barely graze them and smiling as she futilely squirmed under his touch.

And as quickly as he had started, his hands were drawn away as he took another large stride and he was gone from her vision to disappear behind her.

Vylesh's tail gripped her leg tighter. It was the only part of her she could really move while tied up like this, and even it managed to tie her up further. She was perhaps enjoying this far too much, despite all of Eztli's teasing so far. Her recent victory, even while tied up like this, had given her a rush that she was still riding the high of.

Her thoughts were shattered as she felt his long and wide tongue running across her soaking wet womanhood. With a silence that a lizardfolk of his size would seem incapable of, he had descended onto his knees and now had the plump cheeks of her rear in each hand. He held her open for him as he gave another long lick across her sex, dipping the twin tips of his tongue into her folds as he went.

Vylesh could swear she remembered how to moan not even one minute ago, but the surprise and helplessness of being tied up and suspended meant that the only reaction she could manage was a breathless squeal. The flick of his forked tongue at her clit sent a rush to her brain that managed to jog her memory as she let out a loud moan. A moan that was dragged out even longer at the feel of his long tongue prodding at her folds. He kneaded her rear in his hands, lightly raking his claws across her supple flesh as he lapped up every drop of wetness coming from her.

She had fully remembered how to moan now, and was taking advantage of that with a string of loud moans broken up only by her biting her lip as her eyes fluttered every time his tongue sunk into her folds. It wasn't the overwhelming and filling feeling of his manhoods but it was a softer, slicker sensation that had her straining against the ropes. He shoved his tongue in deep, tasting every bit of her as his claws dug into her purple rump. She cried out his name as his tongue was still buried in her, rewarding him with more of her juices as he refused to let up and let her feel the full length of his long tongue inside of her.

Vylesh could swear that she could feel the tips of that forked tongue in her soul as he dragged out another long moan from her as his face was coated in her juices.

Just as her climax was subsiding, just as she was catching her breath, she felt him slowly pulling that divine tongue out of her. An act she lamented while glad that his face was still buried between her legs and completely unable to see her hair a mess and stuck to her now maroon tinted, sweat covered face.

A shiver went down her spine as he finally withdrew the last of his tongue from her, after going agonizingly slow. Eztli followed up with a quick kiss to her clit to get another jolt and a yelp from the suspended tiefling. She couldn't help but let an all too satisfied grin spread across her face, though only for a moment before she felt him kiss lower where his tongue had only recently invaded.

It got another small yelp from her and another grin. When he kept going back, and kissed at the spot between her womanhood and her pucker she gave a more startled yelp. It wasn't a bad feeling, but he had clearly missed slightly while teasing her again.

This is what she told herself in the moment before he pulled her cheeks apart and planted another kiss on her rear hole.

She froze as her eyes went wide and her entire body went as rigid as if she had actually been frozen. Her tail had wrapped around her leg so tight she thought she might start losing circulation to it, or she would think that if she was capable of thought at this moment. As her mind tried and failed to collect its shattered pieces and put together a coherent thought, she felt those scaly lips against her pucker again as his claws dug into her plump purple flesh ever so lightly.

The wyvern had been a serious enough threat, but right now she was absolutely about to die.

"He made a mistake. Eztli made a horrible mistake. He made it twice. That's all it was and he will quickly realize what a mistake he's made and that felt good." Is what Vylesh quickly thought to herself as pure adrenaline once again gave her the ability to form complex thoughts. By the time she had realized the part about it feeling good were also her own thoughts, her mind was shattered again as she felt that tongue of his take a long lick of her pucker.

If she had been struggling to pick up the pieces of her shattered mind, that damnable tongue had come along and further crushed those pieces into a fine powder as another lick forced a pathetic squeak out of her in the only sound she was capable of producing at this moment.

She was going to die.

She was going to die of embarrassment. She was going to die of embarrassment as she was hanging here by ropes and her man was doing...these things to her. She was going to die, it felt so good.

No, that wasn't right? She meant that it felt so wrong. So wrong because it felt so good but was so wrong. And that just couldn't be an actual thought she was having right now?

Eztli used the twin tips of his tongue to lick just around her rear hole before giving it another kiss.