Adventures of Tik Tik: Curse of the Moon Chapter 2

Tags: M/F Human Kobold Biting Teasing

Sighing, Tik Tik hands the completed formula to Fesrin. “Look right? Should work. Ingredients counteract danger, but Tik Tik never make before.”

He takes a sniff and nods, corking the vial. “This looks to be about right. Thank you very much, Miss Tik Tik. Now, then,” he says, pulling off his coat. “I believe there was the matter of payment?”

Tik Tik smirks and says, “You want show Tik Tik here? Outdoors. Quite rugged.”

He chuckles and lifts up his shirt. Underneath, he is a man of muscle and of hair, a true rugged outdoorsman, separate from the innate beauty of the elves, and certainly not a young lad just turned to his adulthood. This is a manly man, the most manly Tik Tik has had the pleasure to witness. Tik Tik coos at the sight, biting her finger as her tail thumps against the ground. “Tik Tik see human men before. None like you.”

“It’s part of my curse,” he says, shrugging as he undoes his belt. “Come on, then, you want to see what I got, right?”

“Tell Tik Tik about curse first. Potion made for curse fighting, but not know what flower is for.”

“Let’s just say it brings out the beast in me. Perhaps you’ll get a bit of a safe taste of that in a moment, Tik Tik.”

She rolls up the rest of her materials, keeping an eye on him as his belt clips away and he pushes down his leggings. Soon, he reveals his length to her. She nods in appreciation and crawls up to him, sitting on her knees before it. “Lovely,” she says, pulling out a string from her pocket. In regular intervals, the string has knots tied into it, perfect for its use in measuring such things. She wraps the length around his length and whistles. The brush of the touch causes the pole to shudder. She then takes the string and measures it lengthwise, nodding. “Big For man,” she says. “Tik Tik has seen monsters bigger, though.” she says, shuddering. “Quite big, though. Might have to show how Tik Tik pleases giants.”

“You please giant folk with your body?” he asks, snickering. “Funny that, I do that too. The giantess’s appreciate a smaller man who can make them feel anything at all.”

Tik Tik’s fingers press against the length, stroking upwards along it. “Tik Tik jealous. She hasn’t had a giantess before.”

“Judging by your size,” Fesrin says, “you might be a candidate for spelunking.” He barks with laughter at that, leaning back and sighing after his crude joke. Tik Tik lifts up her own top, letting her shiny pink scales shine in the sun. She moves up against him, wrapping her fingers around his shaft and pressing her underbelly up against it. She rubs her body up along his length, letting the gentle ribbing of her softer belly scales give him a massage. “Spelunking? Tik Tik not know this term. Will have to look it up, or Fesrin explain.”

He strokes his beard, chuckling nervously. “A… ah, I mean like… you-you could crawl up inside some of the bigger gals, you know, if you wanted to.”

“Hm… Tik Tik not sure about that,” she shrugs. “But willing to try. You find one, you let them know Tik Tik interested.”

He chuckles. “Oh, yes, that’s a great conversation starter. No, I think you’re on your own on that one. Let’s just focus on what we got here.”

“Good idea,” Tik Tik says, leaning in and opening her mouth. She exhales, letting her breath make his cock twitch in delight before she rolls her tongue out, swirling it around the head. She hooks her tongue underneath, right where it is the most sensitive. All the while, she watches him with bright and curious eyes.

He pants, moving his hand up to her horn, squeezing it as he stares down at her. “D… damn, you’re pretty good. W… what could I poss… possibly show you?” he asks.

“Tik Tik want experience things she never did,” she says, pulling her tongue back. “Does Fesrin have something about himself maybe too embarrassed to ask most ladies? Tik Tik can try it. No judging.”Fesrin goes quiet upon hearing that, his eyes looking up towards the darkening sky. “We should hurry up and get this over with,” he says.

TIk Tik pouts, but crawls up onto his body, getting a nice grip on some of his chest hair as she slides her slit up along his thick cock. “Aw, come on. Tik Tik won’t laugh at you. She won’t worry. Tell Tik Tik what you like and she will do her best to make it happen.”

He shakes his head, placing his hands upon her shoulders and pushing her down. “Just… enjoy this!” he growls.

Tik Tik gasps as the large cock spreads her slit wide. She had prepared herself for something big, but the force in which he pushes into her is something else entirely. Yes, he is a trapper of the forest, but the way he just takes her without regard really shows how wild he is. She tilts her head back, gasping out into the wilderness as her sex slobbers over the quenching cock between her legs, splitting her apart, making her bulge.

There’s something about a manly man--something that is primal, natural. She felt a similar feeling when she and Prakibak first came together. But Prakibak was weakened and injured and tired out. Sex with him was therapeutic, but here, with Fesrin, it is natural and accomplishes something amazing.

She gasps, rocking her hips as she leans into his chest, squeaking as the cock goes deeper and deeper into her. The kobold’s tail curls around, stroking up along his thigh, tickling his balls. Dare she try something a bit more risque? Well, he doesn’t want to talk, so perhaps some experimentation will do? Her tail strokes downward, away from his balls, and closer towards his tailhole.

He snaps her tail in a strong grip and stares at her with half-lidded, yet strong eyes. It is like he is in a trance with her. The growling in his voice becomes much more apparent. “I’m no bottom bitch,” he says. “You want to play with asses, I play with yours.”