My fingers of the hand gripping her supple, surprisingly muscular cheek shifted, reaching the base of her tail and gently massaging, scratching, and stroking the skin around the base, and the edge of her tail itself. She stiffened against me, letting out a mewl that was buried in the crook of my neck. Music to my ears - but I refused to let our first time be here, on the kitchen floor. Not if I wanted to prove to her that sex was more than just for reproduction. So I stopped scratching at her spine and used my threads to lever myself off the floor, bringing her with me with a surprised, distracted squeak.
As I stood up I shifted my hands, cupping my legs under her thighs and holding them around my waist as she went from straddling me to hanging onto me. I paused a moment as I felt the hard length in my trousers press against her. She didn’t seem to mind, in fact she pressed herself into me and even through my loose pants I could feel how wet she was. Oh yes, getting to the bedroom right now was at the top of my list of priorities. Slightly below it was getting rid of my pants because sweet flow they were in the way. Thank Crimson I hadn’t closed any doors behind me, so as I walked I didn’t have to take my attention off of the girl slowly grinding herself against me.
She looked up at me as we entered the bedroom, and I could see a desperate need in her eyes.
I tightened my hold on her with one hand as I stood by the edge of my bed - one knee brushing against clawed up fabric - and my other hand came up to cup the back of her head, and I leaned in to kiss her. There was nothing calm about this kiss - and even though the smell of fresh fish, and raw meat came from her mouth for a few seconds I was undeterred. I had been craving this kiss for far too long now. Her soft lips parted and she happily lapped at my lips and tongue, pressing herself flush against me as we deepened the kiss.