He was hung. Don’s cock was huge and pressing against his stomach. He was much thicker and longer than a human, which wasn’t too shocking. Drakcol were larger than humans, and he was proportionally bigger. The head was tapered to a point witha slit that was already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. The scales on his cock were closer together and more delicate looking, not showing any glimpses of mottled skin, and his balls were heavy and round.
I licked my lips, wanting to taste him, but I ignored it and my own throbbing dick and continued looking, down to his thick thighs, muscular calves, strong ankles, and large feet. His toes were tipped with small, pointed claws. Finally, I returned to his face, and Don was panting, eyes blown wide.
“You’re gorgeous,” I told him.
Don swallowed; his tail thrashed beneath him and his cock twitched, then another stream of pre-cum dripped onto his stomach. I grinned. He liked compliments. That was easy enough. Don was amazing.
I bent over him and pressed my lips to his, keeping the kiss soft. I wanted to be sweet to him. I wanted to give Don whatever he needed, because he deserved it. He groaned and his tail curled around my wrist before whipping away. I chuckled. He couldn’t help it.
“I can’t. My apologies,” he whispered before chasing my lips.
The kiss remained slow as I invaded his mouth, swiping my tongue over his. Don ceded complete control to me, and I moaned at the trust. My fingers slid down his neck, and his breath sharpened when I stroked his chest, circling one of his nipples. Every touch and pinch was gentle. I didn’t want to hurt him in the slightest.
Don wanted me to be soft with him, and I would. He was my delicate sweetheart.
I broke off and moved to kiss along his sharp jaw and down his neck. Don turned his head to give me more room. I licked and kissed my way down, feeling the smoothness of his scales while tracing the perceivable ridge around them with my tongue.
When I reached his nipples, I laved my tongue over one, and Don gave a low cry. Every noise he made, while quiet, was music to my ears. I liked thatIwas the one pleasing him. Not someone else. Just me. I nipped at the bud, and he jerked, but I didn’t think I’d hurt him.
I looked at him, and his eyes were blown wide while he panted harshly. Arousal looked good on him. Kissing the bud, I said, “Tell me if I hurt you or do something you don’t like. I can’t read your mind, Sweetheart, and I want you to enjoy this.”
“I will and I am,” he said in a rough voice.
Reassured, I continued with my slow exploration. I latched onto his other nipple, giving it the same loving treatment as the first and trailed my fingers over the scent glands on his sides.
“Yes, my Vince,” he said. “More, please.”
I rubbed my face on his side. I couldn’t smell anything besides his normal vanilla scent, but Don growled, his hips arching and tail thrashing. My cock twitched at the noise as pre-cum stuck the tip to my briefs. I liked the noise. A lot. I nuzzled his stomach and continued my way down, tongue running over his hard abs. I licked his navel, which made him breathe harder.
Reaching his cock, I rubbed my fingers through the pre-cum sliding out of his slit, way more than a human would ever produce, but it was hella hot.
“Please,” he begged.
“Soon.” I spread the viscous liquid over my hand to ease the glide of my palm and pumped him from his thick base to his tapered tip. A deep cry escaped from his lips, and his hips lifted to follow my hand.
“You are huge,” I told him. “I would struggle to get this in my ass without a lot of prep.”
“I would take care of you,” Don said. “If that’s what you wanted.”
I kissed the tip of his cock, lapping up the liquid. The sweet taste made me moan wantonly. “That’s because you're sweet, Don. You are as sweet as you taste, and you are just as good.”
A shudder went through him, and his tail coiled around me again. How starved was he for compliments? Don was one of the best people I’d ever met; he should be swimming in admirers.
Well, he would never lack for admiration with me. I would give him what he needed, and more than that, what he deserved.
Don whimpered, “Vince.”
His tail tightened around my arm, coiling upward. He started to pull it away, but I caught it, sliding my hand down the length. He jerked and his chest heaved. I ran my nails over the soft scales, and he moaned, finally gaining the volume I desired.
“Don’t try to control your tail,” I told him. “I don’t mind you touching me with it.”
I pressed a kiss to the royal purple tuft. My eyes remained on his, making sure he was alright with my actions. Don’s tongue escaped from the confines of his mouth and licked his lips. The sight of his black tongue covered in scales made me swallow. God, my cock would feel nice in his mouth. But not yet.
I kissed and licked his tail as far up as I could before releasing the appendage. It immediately wrapped around my wrist. I straightened to push his legs further apart—Don instantly complied.
“Good job,” I whispered, kissing his thigh. Don shuddered and more pre-cum leaked out of his cock. I grinned. My Don loved to be told how good he was, and I was happy to tell him. “Are you my good boy?”
He whined.
