The Long-Awaited Night
I fall on the bed. I am lying on Miia's tail, lying in a twisted cable under me. Her scales rub against my back, my shoulders, my thighs, my ass. My arms out to the sides, I stare up at her in the darkness of the room banished by moonlight from the window to my right.
Miia stares down at me, hands on my belly, her nipples taut, begging for attention and my tongue around them.
We smile, entwining the fingers of one hand.
Miia moves to lay down on me with a muffled exhale, her hands sliding up my ribs, stopping on my nipples, her boobs rubbing against my chest as she kisses my neck.
My cock is rubbing against her vagina, which is soft and wet.
"Darling," she whispers as she licks my neck, pressing gentle kisses on my jaw and chin.
My response is a moan of pleasure as she moves her hips up and down, scratching my cock with her pussy.
Her fingers pinch my nipples between them, her tongue moving to my ear, the tip of her tail playing with my balls, tickling the space between them and my asshole.
"Miia." Her name is a question, a plea, an encouragement.
She stops her licking and pinching, raising her face to look straight into my eyes. After a few seconds and a kiss on my lips, she sits up, her vagina poised above my erect cock, its taut straightness almost painful.
Smiling, she takes both of my hands in hers, entwining our fingers. At the moment she slides down on my cock, both of us moan.
My cock is in her pussy. The tip of her tail is in my ass. Miia starts moving up and down, head down, eyes closed, tears of pleasure gleaming. I moan, in time with her movements, her tip entering and exiting my ass only to enter with more force.
Breath rising, I let the pleasure accumulate between my legs, my knees locking, my toes stiff.
Miia lets one of my hands go to balance herself, her hand on my navel, the heel of her hand scratching my pubic hair.
I grope her boob with my free hand, massaging the nipple as soft as chewed bubble gum and as hard as my cock.
"Darling!" She moans louder, throwing her head back. The sight of her neck makes me force my hips up, shoving my cock further inside her.
Her tail follows my lead, knocking me up and then down, pulling the breath out of me with its speed and reach.
"Miia!" I grunt, my cock as hard as a bone, ready to release.
She lets my other hand go, moving both of her hands to my chest, groping my pecs as I squeeze her boob one last time before moving both hands to her ass, hoisting her up for a few last thrusts from the both of us.
Just before we climax, she removes her tail from my ass. I am thankful, lest she widens it any further.
Waves of pleasure wash over me with every rope of semen I release in her womb, her moans coming in irregular bursts, her body lowering on mine as my cock loses its hardness.
When she rests her head on my shoulder, face towards the window, her hands on my chest, my cock still in her pussy, I put my arms around her, eyes closed, catching my breath.
The sex I have imagined is nothing compared to this.
"Darling?" Miia's chin is resting on her forearms folded on my chest. She can kiss my nose without moving her head.
"Yes, my love?" I smile, raising my head a little to kiss her cheek.
She giggles. "You are so talented with your tongue." She touches my lip. "In more ways than one."
"Careful you don't say that in front of Smith-san."
We share laughter and yawn at the same time.
"Let's go to sleep." I pat her head. "We have to wake up if we don't want Smith finding us here, naked and locked in an embrace."
"I don't care if she does." Miia places her face against mine, voice sleepy. "Not the whole world can separate the two of us now. I won't let it."
"Neither would I." After kissing her forehead, I look at the moon, which stares back, casting its light on our faces. It is as bright as our future