13. Chapter 13
Jade
My body itches, waiting for Fylis to arrive.
My mind is racing a mile a minute as I review the activities I’ve planned for tonight.
Fylis mentioned he was interested in bondage, so I’ve added a few ropes, including my favorite pink silk ribbons.
Remembering how his skin twitched beneath the feather brings a smile to my face, my core heating.
A paddle and eye mask join the ropes sitting prettily beside them, and just in case he’s feeling extra adventurous, I’ve brought out something extra special.
I look at the clock on the wall, and the time reads seven fifty. I have a few extra minutes to grab a quick drink to calm my nerves, which are buzzing wildly. When I step out of my room, a massive naga slams into me.
“Hey! Watch it!” I snarl, grabbing my shoulder as it aches. His yellow eyes peer angrily at me before a hand clasps around my throat, shoving me back into my room, only he doesn’t let go once I’m in. His tail flicks the door closed behind us as the auto lock engages.
“You’re pretty, but mouthy. I ssshould teach you a lesssson.”
His tongue flicks out against my cheek as I gather the strength to push him back. His hand slips as he slides across the tile into the door with a loud thump. I scramble across the floor toward my panic button, but a scaly appendage grabs my ankle, dragging me further away.
“Let go!” Kicking at him, my heel flies off, hitting him in the face. He lets go of my ankle, and I finally reach my button, hitting it firmly. The naga catches up, pinning me to the floor as his tongue traces my neck.
“You’re going to regret doing that.” He hisses mere centimeters from my face, fangs glistening in the light.
Panic engulfs me as I silently plead for security to arrive.
His cock glides out of his slit, and he tugs at the zipper of my body suit, only making it a few inches before the door swings open.
“Get the fuck off of her!” Orlan, one of the security guards, has the naga by his neck within seconds, dragging him off me. Drogo follows behind, picking me up off the floor, holding me close while checking me over for injuries. Tears fall steadily as I gasp, my body shaking violently.
“I-I-”
“Shhh. You’re ok. You’re safe.” Drogo moves me over to the couch, the light fully coming on as a small crowd gathers to see what’s happened. My eyes feel a pull, and I turn my head to see Fylis standing at my door with his troll friend.
“Jade!” He shouts as he’s held back by employees. I peel my eyes away as a sob wracks my chest. Drogo holds me to my chest, yelling at everyone to leave and give us space.
“Wait-” I plead as he pulls back, searching my face. “Please let Fylis in.”
“Jade, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Let reception reschedule him.” He attempts to talk me out of it gently, but I don’t budge.
“Please, Drogo. I need this.” He furrows his brow but concedes, standing and exiting the room. Three knocks follow a few minutes later before the door slowly opens. His hooves click against the tile as he rushes to me in silence, pulling me into his chest.
“Fuck, are you ok? I was so scared.” Fylis holds me tightly, his breath tickling my ear. The feeling is soothing, and my body instantly relaxes in his hold.
“I’m ok. It was scary, but I’m ok. I promise.” I wrap my arms around his waist and inhale his scent. Earthy woods with a hint of spice hit me, and I moan. Fylis’s body tenses, and he freezes, well, most of him freezes. He goes to move away to hide his erection, but I pull him closer to me.
“Don’t leave me, please.”
It’s enough to get him to settle, but I find myself staring straight down at his beautiful cock. Fylis’s heart races, taking the peaceful silence away. It thumps wildly in his chest, making us both giggle.
“Sorry, my body clearly wasn’t prepared to hold you like this or ever.
” Our eyes meet, and the room feels electric.
I finally break away to look for my control tablet.
This calls for mood lighting and lots of aftercare.
We’ll call it trust building if anyone asks, but I know no one will question me for it.
I locate it on the floor by the table and point it out.
“Can you grab that for me?” Fylis obeys beautifully, adjusting me carefully on the couch before retrieving it. When he reaches the table, those gorgeous eyes wander to its contents.
“Was this for our session tonight?” He questions as he runs his hand over the ropes before arriving at the final surprise item. He chokes and picks it up in his fingers like it’s filthy. “Where the hell were you planning to put this?”
My black harness dangles from his fingers as the pink dildo flops about.
“Hey, be gentle with that! It’s my favorite one.”
He stares at it, bewildered, before firmly setting it back on the table. Bringing my tablet over, he sits next to me and huffs.
“At least take me to dinner before you destroy my insides with that beast.” I can’t help but let out the most horrendous laugh. Something between a goose honk and a dog’s squeak toy.
“It’s not that big! Besides, it was just in case you felt adventurous!”
Fylis’s face grows serious, but not in a stern way.
“I’d do anything for you, Mistress.” My ovaries are practically howling.
“Jade. Just Jade tonight.” I whimper back at him and click on the pink mood lighting.
“Tonight I have something else in mind.” I crawl back into his lap, curling up against his chest, and he doesn’t protest. Our bodies fit together so well despite the height difference.
He leans back into the couch, taking me with him, and we settle into a comfortable cuddling position.
Stroking my back languidly, the silence washed over us as our hearts beat in time with each other.
“The dildo, that was for pegging, right?” His tone is laced with concern but also a hint of interest. Got you, big guy.
“Mmm, no. I was going to let you fuck me with it, actually.” I joke, and he tickles me.
“Not funny. I have a perfectly good cock for that.” The tickles stop, and serious Fylis is back. “But I know that’s not on the table for us, and that’s ok.”
My heart breaks knowing it shouldn’t happen. That would be the end of this dynamic. But would that necessarily be a bad thing?