Tigristaur Boyfriend: Lincon (complete)

Ever since I was little, I’ve felt different from my family. My ears are too big, or at least too long by elf standards. The points jut out from my hair, and it’s hard to hide them. I sometimes wear scarves to keep them tucked away, or hats, or even big tiaras so I can fold my ears under them. My mother even had a hairstyle designed for me, wrapping braids around my head so my ears could be tucked under them. She said I shouldn’t hide them because they were a part of me, and I was perfect the way I was. But she understood that people could be cruel, and she wanted me to be comfortable.

My sister, quite possibly the most beautiful creature in the world, had the most perfect ears. Of course I was jealous of her, and I wanted to be just like her. She always had a crowd of friends around her, people who loved and admired her. I so wanted that. Even if I was a princess, I was regularly teased, so I tended to hide away.

For the longest time, my only friend was the son of the Captain of the Guards. Lincon was his name, but I called him Linc. He was a Tirgristaur. From his head to his waist, he was like me, but his bottom half was that of a tiger. I always thought him very cute, but I had the sneaking suspicion he only befriended me because his dad told him to.

“Linc,” I turned to him as we played in the garden. “Why do you like me?”

“What sort of question is that?” He had just lost his front teeth, and he whistled when he talked.

“It’s a question you gotta answer,” I insist.

“It’s stupid. You don’t really need to know why I like you, do you, Sera?” He scowled at me. “Shouldn’t me liking you be good enough?”

I returned his glare. “I just want to know!”

He never gave me a straight answer that day, but it was alright. We stayed close, even as we grew up. He became second-in-command under his father, and grew into his teeth, as well as becoming an extremely handsome young man. I still felt like an ugly duckling. 

One evening, a ball is under way, and I’m standing to the side, watching everyone dance and enjoy themselves. The music is wonderful and I so wish to dance, but my sister and her friends are taking up most of the dance floor. I feel out of place among them.

“What’re you doing over here?” 

I turn in alarm, then relax as Linc comes towards me. “I’m just watching.”

His deep amber eyes pore over me, and a smile crooks the corner of his mouth. “But you’re wearing such a beautiful new dress. Don’t you want to show it off?”

He takes hold of my hand and raises my arm, letting my sleeve fall open. His hand is warm and calloused. I don’t doubt for a moment he is strong enough to crush my fingers, but his touch is gentle. His skin is a deep ochre, with stripes that wrap around his back and arms. His black hair is long, styled in a braid. The Tigristaurs don’t cut their hair. It grows from the moment they are born until they pass away.

“I don’t have to show off.” I smile at him. “I’m just enjoying watching.”

“You’re too young to just enjoy standing on the side.” Linc’s smile broadens. “You should go out and dance too.”

I shake my head shyly. “No, no. It’s fine, really.”

Linc frowns, squeezing my hand. “Then come with me.” He takes me outside to the garden. From there we can still hear the music and revelry inside. He takes hold of my hand again, placing the other on my waist. “You can dance with me.”

“Won’t you get in trouble?” I fret.

We sway to the music, starting slowly at first because of my hesitance. “That’s why we’re out in the garden,” he says with a grin.  He spins me around. “And you don’t have to worry about anyone else but me.”

I titter, easing into his grasp a little more. “You act as though I don’t care what you think of me.”

His eyes glow in the evening light. The dark, slitted pupils have become wide circles. “You don’t have to. I only think good things!” He grabs my waist, lifting me into the air with the swell of the music.

I let out a ringing laugh, almost squealing as he spins me overhead. As he sets me down I stumble, falling into his strong arms. 

“Sorry.” I pull away, but Linc continues to hold me. “This was nice.”

“Wasn’t it?” Linc’s strong hands rub down my arm as he looks at me. We dance idly now, swaying with simple steps. “You deserve to have fun like this all the time, Sera.”

I screw my mouth into a tight line. “You think?” 

“Don’t make yourself stand on the sidelines, Sera.” Linc looks into my eyes and reaches up to brush my hair aside. “You shouldn’t put yourself there.” He tucks my hair behind my ear.

I step away from him, fixing my hair so it covers the front of my ear again. “Thanks for dancing with me, Linc. I should go back inside.” I start to leave, then turn back to him with a shy glance. “You should too, before you get in trouble.”

Linc’s smile has waned. He nods. “As you command, my princess.”

I frown slightly as I head back into the ballroom.

The next morning, I wake to find my sister and her friends all gathered in the parlor early. They’re laughing and talking, wearing their riding clothes. I turn to leave as soon as I see them.

“No, no, Sera!” My sister’s laugh trills. “Come back here.”

I cautiously step into the room. “Is something the matter?” 

Morigana smiles brightly at me. “You should join us for our ride today, rather than stay cooped up in here.”

My mouth opens wide, but I quickly close it to hide my excitement. “Are you sure?”

“Go get changed,” Morigana says. “You can even ride with me today.”

I hop to it, quickly heading back to my room and changing. My sister and her friends have a special path they take through the woods behind the palace. I have never gone, but apparently there is a lake somewhere out there, with a waterfall. I always wanted to see it, but Morigana has never invited me before. 

Once I’ve changed, we head outside. As we do, I pass by Linc on his guard duty. He breaks formation and follows along beside me, giving me a curious once-over. “Where are you going?” 

“Morigana and her friends have invited me to join them on their ride today.” I do my best to bite back my excitement. 

Linc looks pensive for a moment. “I see,” he murmurs. “Where are you going?”

I bite my cheek to keep my smile from growing too large. “Probably on their usual path. I have always wanted to go, Linc.” 

“I know.” He nods softly. “Just… be careful, OK?”

“I will, don’t worry about me!”

I catch up to my sister and her friends, and we head to the stable. I haven’t ridden with my sister since we were little. I didn’t think she liked me much anymore, but maybe this is a turning point for us. We ride out onto the path, going through the woods in a winding fashion. 

As soon as I hear the waterfall rumbling, my excitement mounts ever faster. I can smell the water in the air, and the wind becomes much cooler and crisper. The lake spreads out before us, with a high, crystalline wall of water tumbling into the depths where the waterfall pours down. 

“It’s so beautiful,” I gasp in awe.

We spend the day swimming and playing, for the first time in a while I do not feel self-conscious about my ears. We build a fire when we have lunch, and by then I feel exhausted. At some point, I fall asleep.

When I wake, it is dark out. The fire is fading, and the air feels so cold. “Morigana, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to...” I’m alone.

I jump to my feet and look around in a panic. My sister and all her friends are gone! They’ve left me there. I go pick up my clothes, quickly putting them back on. I hear things in the woods moving around, so I gather sticks, hoping to build the fire back up to warn any dangerous animals away.

I should have known this was to be too good to be true! What was I thinking? My sister liking me? How laughable!

I hear something big moving out in the woods. Twigs crunch as it starts to edge closer to me. I fan the fire, trying to get the sticks to catch light. The source of the noise keeps inching closer and closer. Whatever is out in the woods is coming towards me.

“Sera!”

I scream and fall to the ground, covering myself as I try to hide behind the smoldering fire. I start weeping into the dirt.

“Thank the gods I found you.” Linc sweeps in, picking me up off the ground and holding me close. “I was so worried!”

When I realize I am saved, I cling to him. I hold him so tight I fear I will rip his skin. I sob into his chest, unable to form words.

He shushes me and strokes my hair. “Breathe deep. It’s OK. I have you now.” He cups his strong hand around my cheek and looks me in the eye. “It’s OK.”

I sputter and sob, rubbing at my face. “She just left me here!”

Linc kisses my forehead. “Your sister is the one who sent me,” he says soothingly. “She left because she started to feel sick. Her friends were supposed to bring you back.” He frowns deeply as he looks at me. “I would strike each one of them if I could for making you cry.”

“Morigana, she...”

“Feels awful,” Linc whispers. “She was terrified when she came to me. I’ve never seen her cry before.”

I sniffle and hiccup. “Sh-she cried? Over me?”

Linc smiles at me. “She did.” He wipes up my tears with his thumbs, then hugs me tight again. “I’m just so relieved!”

He kisses my forehead, then my cheek. I turn my head, letting his lips brush against mine. I press closer to him then quickly pull away. “I’m sorry!” I gasp. “I don’t...” I look into his eyes and my heart starts to hammer. “Linc… why do you like me?”

Linc swallows and he shakes his head. “I don’t like you, Sera. I love you.”

I lose my breath at his words. “You...”

“Love you.” Linc comes close again, putting one hand around my waist and cupping my cheek with the other. “I have loved you since we were kids, Sera. There is no question in my mind.”

I shake my head. “You could have anyone.”

Linc grins at me. “That includes you.”

He kisses me again. His fingers knead at the nape of my neck then trail along my scalp. I press my palms to his chest then slowly wrap myself around him again. I hold him tightly, not wanting to let him go.

I gasp for breath once, then dive back into his kiss. “Linc,” I pant. A small string of saliva connects our lips. “I love you too.”

“I know.” He tilts his chin up and bites the tip of my ear.

I whimper, burying my face against his chest. “Don’t!”

He nibbles again, then removes his tongue and licks down the side of my face. “I love your ears, Sera,” he breathes. He bites the lobe, sending a quiver down my spine and between my thighs. “They’re beautiful.”

“Linc, wait...” I sigh dreamily. 

“Is something the matter?” He smiles, knowing exactly what he is doing. “Does it hurt?”

I shake my head. “It feels...” My entire face is scalding. “It’s not bad.”

He arches a brow, then bites my ear again. 

“Linc!” I whine.

Linc stakes a step back. “Why don’t you sit down? I’ll get the fire back to roaring.” He steps away from me, going to stoke the fire. I watch his elegant body moving in the shadows. His chest is broad, his arms thick. I notice his hair is out of it’s braid, hanging in a loose ponytail. The black locks hang down his chest and stick to the side of his neck.

My clothes have slapped on hastily and not buttoned properly. I slowly remove my blouse, then look up to see Linc staring at me. I bite my lip, opening up my bodice and exposing my small breasts to him. Linc’s eyes go almost completely black as the pupils widen to a perfect circle. I bite my cheek to keep from smiling, and hold out my arms to him. “Come here.”

Linc falls into my arms, kissing me and pressing me close. My chest rubs against his, and I move my lips down his neck and strong shoulders.

“If we continue, I will eat you, Princess,” he breathes. “Is that something you want?”

I bite my lip as I look at him. “Of course I want that.”

Linc removes the laces of my skirt, pushing it down. His strong hand moves down my stomach, finding the downy fluff between my thighs. He bites my ear as his fingers follow the trail. I hold my cries in my throat, burying my face against his neck. His touch and bite stir a storm in my body.

Linc picks me up and places my back against a tree, then my legs over his shoulders. He kisses my thighs, nibbling his way down. His rough tongue presses against my folds, and I let out a squeaky yelp.

He chuffs and moves in closer, pushing his tongue inside me. I tremble, gasping for breath as his tongue presses to the sensitive bud at the top of my folds. My lashes flutter as my eyes close. I take a deep breath as I try to steady myself, but he keeps knocking the wind from me. He moans as he sucks, kissing and licking as I melt like ice cream on his tongue.

“Linc-” I grab his hair in my hand. “Oh, gods!” I buck my hips. The storm inside me gives way to lightning and thunder. I pull his hair without meaning to, letting out a cry as the lightning arcs through me. 

Linc lays me down, lifting my hips in the air. His front legs pin me in while his heat rubs up my thigh. Looking between my legs, I see his cock. It’s bright red with black spots. The tip is like a spear, descending into a cluster of spiky bumps along the shaft. At the base there is a thick, bulbous knot that is completely black.

“Sera,” he breathes. “Is this OK?”

I press back against him, rubbing myself against his cock. “I want you. Linc.”

Linc takes a deep breath, slowly moving himself closer. I feel his weight upon me and I take him inside. I let out a soft cry as Linc stretches my innards, but his tongue made me ready for him.

“Am I hurting you?” Linc pants.

I shake my head. “No. Please. Keep going.”

He moves deeper inside me, and the knot presses close. He pulls out, rubbing himself against me before he slips back inside. I squeeze tight around him, wanting to feel more. He’s so gentle with me despite his size and strength. I’ve never felt so safe before.

Linc starts to move faster, a little harder. Both of us are gasping and moaning, our breaths mingling with the breeze of the forest. The knot presses for entrance, and each thrust brings it a little closer. It begs for purchase, to find comfort and warmth with the rest of him. When it finally locks into place, the storm crashes through me in torrents. I cry out his name over and over. 

Bucking inside me, Linc’s movements are locked into place by his knot. He jerks and wriggles, moving deep. There is a throbbing inside me, followed by a heat that floods to my core. Looking down between my thighs I see his seed dripping from me, and yet he is still throbbing inside. His voice cracks. He hisses through his teeth as he bucks his hips uncontrollably. The storm inside me breaks again and I am taken under the flood. 

The fire is warm against my skin, stoked by Linc’s kisses and touch. His long black hair drapes over me like a blanket, and he smells like cinnamon and honey. Looking up at him, I meet his kiss.

“We should head home soon,” he pants. “Your family must be worried.”

I nod. “Just a little longer, please?”

Linc smiles, then bites the tip of my ear. “Of course.”

I snuggle close to him again, grinning without restraint. “I love you,” I whisper “Do you love me?”

Linc chuckles. “What sort of silly question is that?” He brushes his hand down my side. “Of course I love you, and I always will.”