Shackles & Jessarin - Chapter 5
CHAPTER 5
"That is all I ask." Shackles kissed the top of her head.
The rest of the morning was eaten up as Shackles introduced Jessarin to the mathematics of engineering. His constant tutorship was enough to overcome her beginner errors, by the end of the end of the morning she had a general understanding of the basics. She remained stand-offish for the most part, not initiating any physical contact, but at the same time not shying away from his touch either.
Shackles looked on as Jessarin sat back, she was now more frustrated with the math than with herself. It was rather cute the smudge of ink on her cheek, she wore it like a badge. She had initially gotten it from her bad habit of rubbing her face while thinking, it had caused the quill she was writing with to smear her cheek.
Jessarin was getting tired and hungry, the damn squibbles of numbers was irking her. She finally penned in an answer, and felt the hand on her shoulder while Shackles gave a faint nod to her. She finally rested back into him before her stomach gave a faint growl. She blushed and looked up at him.
Shackles smiled down at her, his hand rubbed up her neck under her chin a couple of times. "Take a break for lunch?"
Jessarin nodded, her eyes looking up at his chin now, "If you don't mind."
Shackles nodded at bit and slowly let go, he slid his way off to the kitchen with her in tagging tow. His arms stretched out while he casually led the way on the vast white tiled expanse. The pantry was a large oak dresser amid a couple of granite counter tops, with a hefty grill between the two.
Jessarin placed a barrel to one-side, she took up roost on the makeshift seat to watch Shackles as he stoked the fire of the grill. She happily tided herself with fruit as Shackles set about grilling sever slices of honey preserved meat.
Keeping her feet swinging, she took to a line of questioning, "So how long have you lived here?"
Shackles paused for a bit to contemplate then continued shifting of the slices as he answered, "About 70 years give or take."
Jessarin polished off the fruit as Shackles began to lightly fire toast the bread, she engaged him in another question, "Were you alone all that time?"
Shackles took care assembling the sandwiches while he answered, "Live alone? Yes. I would occasionally go out for stores, but that only often served as a reminder of my loneliness."
Jessarin gathered up a sandwich, only to erph in surprise as he handed her a bowl of beef broth as well, she blinked in surprise confusedly for a moment before watching Shackles dunk his sandwich into the heated broth. She copied close suit, and murred in resulting enjoyment, "So why the sudden deviation?" She carefully clambered from the barrel to sit over part of his coil, intent on eating.
Shackles shrugged, "Got sick of being alone, tired of the solitude. Can't say my timing could have been better." He smiled sweetly to her, drawing a timid blush.
Jessarin recovered shortly, shaking her head and laughing with a sigh, "What am I to do with you?"
Shackles thought about it for a moment, his tongue flicking out a tad lazily as he did, " Perhaps something involving chains and a riding crop?"
Jessarin chuckled on a line close to a giggle, then stopped when his visage remained serious. She gathered herself a moment as she gave it serious merit, "You are definitely making me view new horizons."
Shackles beamed the best he could at that, "Being that you can fly, I take that as a compliment."
Jessarin chuckled softly and moved to lean against Shackles, she finished her sandwich off then laid her back against his lower torso. She looked up at him as he finished, letting out a soft purr as he trailed his hands over her shoulders.
Shackles ran his hands across her stomach next, his fingers lightly rubbing across her mid-section while his tail curled slowly about her legs. He smiled softly as he cupped her chest and stole a kiss on her maw, "Dragon girl."
Jessarin smiled as the kiss departed, her tail sliding against his front. She brought her hands up to capture his jawline, slowly she dragged him back into a kiss, "Yes Mister Snake?"
Shackles grinned and clasped his hands firmly on her rear, he was rewarded by a surprised epp. He grinned like a devil, "Got your butt!"
Jessarin recovered enough to wiggle her ass back into his grip, she coyly turned to smile up at him, "That you do. What are you going to do with it?"
Shackles hissed pleasantly as he hoisted her up onto the pale granite countertop, his hands easily his fingers greedily groped her tight scaly backside, the strong digits greedily rubbing her warm backend. He smiled savagely while his finger groped around under her tailbase, he purred out softly to her, "All sorts of evil things."
Jessarin squirmed her backside some, as he handled her rump, she gave a plaintive groan as his fingers spread her rump cheeks. She cast a glare over her shoulder as his strong, dexterous fingers probed along her inner thighs.
Shackles couldn't help but smile as he ran his hand down over the tender folds of her sex. She eased back a groan as his digits lightly sank into her, the warmth of her depths quickly wettening under his attentions. He pressed his thumb lightly into her tight pucker, the instant reaction was her mound tightening about his digits and her back arching.
Jessarin let out a plaintive groan as her hands scrambled for purchase on the counter she wouldn't find, she kept flexing tense as he crudely teased her tight tailhole. She let out an arched cry as his thumb entered her tight ass. She quivered and gasped as he kept fingering her sex while his thumb slowly loosened her ass.
Shackles slowly withdrew his attentions, his hand grasped a bottle of light cooking oil. He looked down at her with her tail lazily hung to the side, the light glisten of her aroused sex in the flickering light. Slowly he lubed up two fingers as she still lay flustered, and before she could retort he slid a finger into her tight rump. Slowly his digit worked into her warm backside, it caused her to moan and shift while she tried to decide if she enjoyed it or not.
Jessarin was clutching air as his finger probed into her tight rear, her toes curled as well before she let out a low passing moan. Slowly he drew back to add more cool oil to her slightly warmed ring, this time he pushed two fingers in, it drew a fierce groan from her as she was worked wider. To somewhat stifle her abashment, she bit down softly on two curled fingers, it muffled the indecent groans filtering from her throat.
Shackles was hardly playing nice as her ass clenched about his fingers, his constant torment caused her hips to tighten while her rump tried to slow his thrusting digits. He wasn't having it though as he continued to rather freely finger fuck her tight rump, it drew squirms and muffled groans from her as she finally started relaxing.
Jessarin eventually broke down into simple feral groaning, she let go of her captured fingers to openly groan aloud. His fingers suddenly withdrew an she was left with a scarlet flush as she felt cool air draw against her slightly gaped hole. She was about to right herself when she heard a slick slurping, she paused in speculation, and that pause was all he needed.
Shackles flipped her over and pulled her close to his lap, his erect and oiled shaft ground against her tight folds, she gave a pleasant groan and eagerly spread her legs. Then he pulled her up against him, she gave a surprised eep while she latched her arms behind his neck, she purred as she looked down at his large ribbed cock. Slowly he raised her, she tried to align herself with her sex for his shaft, he lined up with her tight tailhole instead.
Jessarin was looking at him with a smile, her hands tense behind his neck, her face suddenly took on a mix of shock and discomfort while her back arched. She felt the cockhead easily find and slip into her tight ass, the girth spreading her freshly wide as it pushed deep into her rear. She tried to lift herself up and off, she couldn't. She began to squirm, and it went deeper into her rump until it was at the hilt.
Shackles could feel her panting against his chest, he let her rest hilted for a bit, then only after she relaxed some did he begin thrusting. He felt her tense in his arms as the pumps began, his thick shaft thrusting deep and slow as she panted and groaned loudly as he continued pumping into her loosening rear.
Jessarin felt the cool countertop against her back again as Shackles laid her back, her fingers found her tight sex and the slowly began to drive the digits in to her wet mound as he pumped deep into her tight ass. Her breasts were bouncing as the thrusts continued to pump away in her rear, her legs went around his waist as her rump shook from each thrust. She began to open mouth moan as the discomfort went away, it left an odd taboo pleasure and a feral filling sensation of being dominted.
Shackles hissed in pleasure as he continued to pump nice and hard, his hand pressed around her neck as he began to hilt into her and remain for a bit. Soon he ebbed into a couple firm slams as she shivered and moaned, his last pump at hilt when he started cumming, then as his cock twitched and gave out thick ropes of virile mess he drew back to half in. At first she was groaning and twitching a bit but that faded into a loose soundless slump as his thick mess filled her rear.
Jessarin laid still as she felt the last couple of strings pump into her guts, she felt wonderfully violated and naughty, but most of all she felt taken. As thought Shackles had laid an unchallenged claim to her that was at once naughty and debasing, yet it made her feel secure and fulfilled. She blushed brightly as he withdrew to stroke himself over her, the blush remained as she felt the thick cum slowly creeping from her pucker.
Shackles continued to stroke himself as he watched her, she was looking back up at him while he held her shoulder. Her tight rear now used and leaking his virile mess shamefully, and he was enjoying it. His strokes quickened and before long he was launching thick ropes of see across her stomach and chest, she flinched slightly as he came on her having to close an eye when the thick see plastered across her face.
Jessarin was looking back up to him before he slipped back into her ass again, an embarrassing wet slurp of cock entering her used rump made her blush profusely again as he entered.
Shackles hissed as he hilted, "You are mine now dragon girl."
Jessarin groaned and shifted a bit mewling out timidly, "Yes, sir."