Confession for the Clueless

She bit down hard on her lip when she felt his claws press into her hardened nub again, and she could swear they were drawing blood as she tasted the blood of her own lip. And like the pain of when he had sunk his teeth into her shoulder, and the other nips along her skin, she was caught off guard by how this pain felt so....good. When he withdrew his claws to instead lick at her hard purple nub with his tongue the feeling was a delightfully sweet sting of pain and pleasure and fear and comfort all rolled into one. He could tear into her, devour her, at any time. Instead, he was making her his. After a lifetime of barely knowing another soul, of being alone with none to care for her she had someone to want her so much as to claim her and make her feel like this.

Eztli, for his part, was savoring the sweet saltiness of her flesh mixing with the hints of iron he tasted in her blood. He carefully licked at the tiny pinpricks he made on her nipple, the notch on his forked tongue catching on the nub before slowly running its entire length over the light wound. A light mark to let her remember this occasion, that she would feel for days to come with every shift against fabric. He wanted her. He needed her. And he had to make her feel that. Had to claim her. He was not so much a man of words, but of actions.

So he lightly sucked at her nipple as he placed his hands on her hips once more, before starting to kiss his way down her belly as he heard her breath faster. Anticipation and fear swirled in her mind. She was a druid. She knew the basics of biology. None of this had been something she knew anything about until a few days ago when she found...those books. This felt so good but, his teeth were awfully sharp, and he was getting awfully low...

Eztli sensed her fear as her legs stiffened and her belly tensed up against his kisses and licking. She couldn't see him, but he looked up to her still to see a slight look of fear on her face. As much as it excited him, he had to do this the right way.

"This is all new to you, isn't it?" He asked.

"Y-yes...is that a bad thing?" She asked, suddenly the most self conscious she had ever been in her life. She couldn't see a thing in this darkness but her eyes still darted around as she could just feel him staring into her soul.

"No, not at all. Just makes this more fun." He said with a short chuckle. "But I do need you to be a good girl, and trust me. Alright?" He said turning serious for a moment, shortly before flicking his tongue against her belly to ease the tension a bit.

Vylesh squirmed and gave a slight squeak at the tickle of his forked tongue against her belly. "I-I do..." She said, hearing a low growl in response that sent a shiver down her spine that radiated to her core.

Eztli gave a toothy grin as he gave a thought, and Vylesh's bound hands above her head dragged her up. She yelped slightly before she bit her lip again, and Eztli took the opportunity to kneel between her legs and lower her thighs onto his shoulders. He heard Vylesh's breathing speed up in both fear and anticipation.

Vylesh's mind was swimming still by how fast everything was happening, until she felt his warm breath against her womanhood. She imagined she must have been a bright magenta by this point. "W-wait what are you- Ah!"

She bit down hard on her lip to suppress a moan as she felt his long tongue flick out against her clit for a brief moment, before taking advantage of his forked tongue to run each tip along the edges of her entrance. He could tell she was excited, and took the opportunity to run his tongue along each side of her entrance to savor every drop of her excitement. He brought his hands up to wrap his claws around her delicate thighs, holding her in his grasp with his claws lightly pressing into her skin to remind her not to squirm too much

Though she still tried her best to do so, especially when she had to bite down so hard to suppress her moans. Eztli's claws dug in a bit more into her thighs, blood beading around them as he finally slowly ran his tongue along her slit as agonizingly slowly as he could. Vylesh broke a bit as a small cry escaped her throat and she futilely twisted against her telekinetic restraints. It was unlike anything she had ever felt or expected before. Her biology textbooks had taught her nothing of such intimate acts. Nothing of the euphoria from his tongue lapping at her folds that was forcing her body to respond in ways that felt like she had completely lost all control.

He relented for a moment, and her hips responded by moving against his tongue. Against his claws on her thighs, pressing in and providing a delightful sting. It didn't matter, she needed to feel that sensation again even at the cost of the claws keeping a grip on her thighs. She heard a low chuckle as Eztli smiled and lashed his tongue across her sex with increased hunger and urgency, enjoying her reactions far too much.

Eztli's claws gently raked across her thighs as he started to dip his tongue inside of her, revelling in the sounds of Vylesh whimpering as she tried her best to contain her light gasps and squeals. Eztli withdrew his tongue for a moment to give another slow lick, ending with the notch of his forked tongue catching on her clit for a moment.

He spoke into her mind again. "Careful, I think someone glanced over this way. Be glad that a bit of darkness in an alleyway doesn't really raise any concerns. But do enjoy yourself, my dear." He teased her before his tongue dove back into her dripping sex, meeting resistance as it entered her tight virgin hole.

Vylesh responded by quietly gasping for breath as much as she thought she could get away with. Even as she felt herself held up by that invisible force, she bucked against his hungry licks as she stifled her own moans. His claws continued to rake along her thighs, matching it with faster licks and dipping his tongue deeper into her folds, meeting that resistance he was going to relish breaking soon. She felt her tail finally released from his own tail's grasp as it darted about shortly before wrapping itself around his leg and squeezing hard to spur him on while an unfamiliar pressure built in the pit of her stomach.

Eztli's ravenous feasting on her delicate womanhood coupled with claws digging into her flesh was driving her close to her first release. Her mind was overwhelmed feeling his tongue swirl against her inner walls and her hips moved even more desperately against him as her arms still helplessly struggled against her psionic restraints.

"E-Eztli I f-feel someth- I-I can't take-" She felt her body begin to shudder as her back arched into his face. Suddenly her restraints were dropped, an arm quickly pulling him closer into her as her hand gripped his crest.

"Cover your mouth." Eztli commanded before sinking his tongue into her, his licks unrelenting as Vylesh felt the pressure in her stomach drop, pent up desire erupting on his face and covering it in her juices as a wave of pleasured surged through her petite form. Her moans were only just contained as her hand clamped over her mouth while she wriggled and squirmed against his unrelenting tongue. Eztli reveled in the feel of her hand gripping his crest and the oh so delicious joy of making Vylesh melt in his hands.

He ran his tongue over her in one final agonizingly slow lick before pulling back slightly to lick at where he had drawn blood on her thighs. The slight sting only barely registered with Vylesh whose mind was still a fog. Eztli lifted her up and off of his shoulders, her tail reluctantly letting go of his leg, setting her down and holding onto her as she wobbled on her feet. The alley wall served as support for her as she recovered in the darkness.

His light kiss on her cheek caught her off guard, and though she couldn't see him she could feel the presence of the tall lizardfolk looming over her. Sizing her up.

"I...I never thought it would feel that way...or that you could use your tongue like that..." She whispered before hiding her face in her hands bashfully while still panting and catching her breath. The sound of Eztli unbuttoning his pants caught her attention as her thoughts began to race again.

Eztli took her hand and the thoughts stopped. "Turn around, bend forward, and put your hands on the wall. Now." He commanded in a low voice, licking his lips and tasting her juices as he gazed at her with a wild lustful look in his eyes.

Vylesh gulped, his hand squeezing hers gently before releasing it. She couldn't help but miss his touch already as he did so, but a growing need and his commanding tone had her quickly obey his order with a silent nod. The wall was cool and coarse on her hands as she bent over to plant them firmly upon it. Shivers made their way down her spine as she somehow found a way to feel even more self-conscious.

She imagined herself to look rather silly like this, and couldn't help but feel she was doing something wrong. Or at least more wrong than having her very first time be in an alleyway hidden in Darkness. Perhaps he would find this display too foolish, she thought to herself. Perhaps he would simply leave her here-

"Mmmm, such a beautiful sight." Eztli lightly whispered before licking along his teeth hungrily, dissolving her fears but sending another rush of blood to Vylesh's face in the process. He quickly finished kicking off his pants and boots while admiring the sight of the tiefling presenting herself to him, that she was trembling made her all the more appealing. Because in spite of the fear and hesitation, the sight of her glistening folds and juices already dripping down her thigh let him know how much she wanted this. His hand found its way to her rump, grabbing a handful and kneading roughly as Vylesh froze up.

"I told you to trust me, remember? I promise I'll make you feel as good as you deserve to feel, but you need to trust me. Understood?" He said, speaking into her mind again in a firm and reassuring tone while his other hand lifted up her tail to get the best view of her.

Vylesh could swear that she was going to die of embarrassment as she felt her tail lifted while his scaly hands kneaded her bottom. Darkness still prevented her from seeing a single thing but she kept her eyes focused on what she imagined to be the ground as she gulped hard. All she managed to squeak out was a quick "Y-yes sir!"

She wasn't sure why she called him that, but with how he kept commanding her and how whenever he did so she felt herself melt a little bit it just seemed right. Eztli bared a sharp, toothy grin at being called this. Both of his shafts twitched and got somehow harder than they had already been at hearing her call him that.

Were it not for the fact that he had to keep them both quiet, he would have responded by being as unrelenting as possible. Alas, that would have to wait for next time. Instead, as he roughly grabbed handfuls of purple flesh and spread her to get a look at his target, he resolved to make this extra memorable.

He held her tail tight in his grasp, lightly rubbing at it with a thumb which he found elicited more shivers from her. On a whim he pulled at her tail lightly, grinning as she bit her lip and gave a little jump. He made a mental note of this while a dozen mischievous ideas flashed through his head. His other hand got in a final squeeze of her soft flesh before lightly raking across her behind. Just enough to leave red marks, not enough to break the skin. That was for later. His own breathing quickened as he felt thrilled at the idea of leaving his mark on such a delectable work of art.

He glanced over to the entrance of the alley, and seeing no one decided to take a bit of a risk. He brought his hand back a ways before giving a hard slap to her bottom. Scales on flesh made a sound loud enough for passersby to hear, though if any did they ignored it as something beneath notice in the city of doors. Vylesh, caught completely off guard, gave a small hop and yelp at the sudden stinging sensation. Her hands remained on the wall as her hop caused him to pull on her tail again, another slightly painful sensation that mixed with her stinging rump. She drew her legs together, crossing them as she stood while he held her tail still and she waited for the sting to subside.

She was not prepared for the rush of adrenaline mixing with the euphoria that followed the sting. Her heart was thumping in her chest and before she could think about such confusing sensations she felt him lightly nudge her legs open with his knee. The heat in her face and sex were nearly unbearable as she was once again fully exposed. Eztli leaned forward, holding her in his arms as his top shaft rubbed against her glistening slit. A clawed hand cupped her breast as another arm went around her belly and he growled in her ear, making her spine tingle.

"I'm going to take both." He said before flicking his forked tongue against her ear and releasing her from his embrace, righting himself as he took both members in his hand and raised her tail once again. "Ready?"

"Y-yes...please take me...sir..." She panted out in a desperate need for him to fill her, to connect to her and make her all his. To be wanted and needed. To have someone desire her so, and take what they wanted. To be the one someone wanted. Her breath sped up, and as he rubbed one then two heads at the entrance to dripping sex she had a sudden realization of what he meant by 'both'.

Her mind flashed with panic as her eyes went wide. "W-wait...both?" She only had an instant to pant that out as she felt him press the upper head against her pucker and the lower into her womanhood. Fear gripped her as her tail attempted to thrash about in protest, only to find itself still in his firm grasp. She bit down on her lip as she felt him slowly start to press into her, and nearly screamed as she felt him break past her maidenhood.

Eztli grit his teeth as he felt himself claim her virginity, and his twin lengths inch by inch stretch out her walls to fit his girth. It was now a challenge for himself as well to not cry out as she gripped him like a vice. He rested a hand on her hip, digging his claws in slightly to steady himself and her as her legs shook at his invading members.

"Be a good girl, and relax for me." He grunted through gritted teeth before remembering to use telepathy. "If you don't relax, this is going to hurt a lot more." He said while holding himself still in her and raking his claws down her side.

Vylesh tasted blood from her lip once more, nodding in response as she steadied her breathing. She focused on his claws raking along her side, the light stinging sensation serving as a distraction from the painful adjusting to Eztli's size. She took a few deep breaths, relaxing herself and arching her back to push her rear into him more. That this pushed him further in elicited a muffled moan out of her and had her tail coiling around his arm. Her own reaction came as a shock once more, as the pain gave her a rush she was unused to.

That overwhelming sensation followed by euphoria washing over her, made all the more intense as she had no sense of sight to distract her. She kept up her deep breaths as she felt him pushing further in, and felt a bit of pride at the groan she heard from him.

That was her doing, she made him feel that. He had her almost literally under her thumb, making her feel things she never even dreamed of and losing herself in pain and pleasure. And she could still make him lose himself in the moment.

"Keep going...sir." Vylesh panted out as she still adjusted to his shafts stretching out her holes.

Eztli's grin spread until every tooth was visible. "Ah ah, you're gonna have to beg for it."

She gave a sharp inhale before a long exhale, trying to keep calm as she still felt herself being stretched and trying to adjust to him. "I-....p-please keep going, sir."

"That's a good girl." He said and with one final push into her, found himself buried to the hilts inside her. "See? All in. I knew you could take them." He praised her as he lightly patted her behind.

Vylesh couldn't help but let an overly pleased grin spread across her lips as she felt her own lust for more rise. Her tail was firmly wrapped around his arm as she moved on instinct and ground herself back against him, feeling his thick members stretch her out.

Not one to disappoint, Eztli gripped her tail and pulled her back into him as she once again stifled a moan by biting harder at her lip. "Well, since you just can't get enough..." He teased before starting to slowly withdraw himself from her tight depths.

Vylesh was confused for a moment and gave a slight whine as she felt him withdraw after promising more. She felt her tight holes grip at him as he withdrew until only the heads remained in her. He let her adjust for a moment before starting to plunge himself back into her, faster this time as he let out another groan at how tight her walls were gripping him. From this he built a slow steady rhythm of slowly withdrawing from her before plunging back into her to the hilts.

As he pumped in and out of the pain was slowly being matched by the divine sensation of his members rubbing against the sensitive velvet of her womanhood and the tight walls of her rear. Her own nails scratched at the alley wall as her mind was overwhelmed with a potent mixture of pain and pleasure, his members rubbing against all the right spots and the intense feeling of fullness at her body trying to adjust to his massive size. His claws digging into her hip and keeping her in place, pulling at her tail when he would make a very deep stroke and make her eyes bulge while struggling to contain her whimpers and moans. The barely contained groans escaping from gritted teeth. It was already too much and she felt her legs shaking and starting to falter.

Just as they were about to give out she felt him lean into her and move his hand from her hip to around her waist to hold her up. He nipped at her ear and growled "Not yet."

He held her still as he started thrusting in and out of her once more, the only thing keeping him from going faster being the worry someone would hear scales against flesh. Vylesh found herself slowly adjusting as she lost herself completely in the sensations, moving her hips into his thrusts to feel as much of him in her as possible. To feel him touch every bit of her insides. To feel his scaly chest against her back and his arm around her waist holding her up after her legs had gone out and her arms weakly kept her propped against the wall. To be held in place as he sped up his increasingly desperate quickened thrusts, grunting in her ear and no longer withdrawing almost all the way out of her before a thrust. He needed to feel her and he couldn't hold back enough for slow thrusts now.

Eztli detangled his left arm from her tail to wrap around her chest, grabbing and kneading at a handful of her full breasts. Vylesh felt fully connected with him as his twin shafts plunged in and out of her with long and deep strokes, and as much of his scales in contact with her skin as possible. Her tail wrapped around his waist to pull him closer to her, and his own tail wrapped around one of her legs in response.

Vylesh felt that pressure from before begin to build in her stomach as her breath sped up. A gasp of air escaped and Eztli could feel she was close as her legs started to tremble. With barely contained pleasure she whimpered out "E-Eztli I-" before his hand darted from kneading her breast to clamping down over her mouth.

His thrusts sped up as he tried to get as deep into her with each stroke, feeling himself getting close and gritting his teeth while trying to feel every last bit of her vice like grip before his release. "That's it, let go. I-...I can't last much longer." He barely remembered to speak into her mind to keep some semblance of quiet. "Let go with me, NOW!" He let out a low groan as he grit his teeth so hard he thought they might break, plunging into her tight rear and velvety womanhood with one final desperate thrust.