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Tik Tik rubs over the backward palm of Anish, fluttering her eyes. "Anish lucky Tik Tik like have fun," she says, sitting down and nuzzling up next to his bejeweled body, resting her other hand upon his soft skin. "It was with djinn look like you Tik Tik have trouble."

Anish pulls her in close, his smile becoming warmer. "Oh, really? Well, now I have to wonder if your troubles are coming from that djinn that's named Maram, that twice-loser in your little Tournament?"

She pushes herself up, sitting on his lap, resting her hands upon his chest. "Yep, yep. Tik Tik promised Maram's master would take care, yes."

With fingers slightly sticky from his morbid meal, Anish runs his hands over her side, tracing her softer scales. "Well, I must say that if this is part of you trying to make yourself look good to me, losing such a spirit isn't exactly the best way to go about doing that.

She stretches out and nuzzles against his neck. "It terrible time. Tik Tik try go on new adventure, but Maram said we stuck together. So, Tik Tik had take home."

Anish tilts his neck, reaching one hand for his goblet while the other races along the threshold between back and underbelly scales. "Such a shame, having to make a stop for such a brat. I take it you were magically attached to him as per the agreement with his master? Such beings are notoriously difficult to control without supernatural contracts and binding objects. What was it that bound him to you, I wonder?"

Tik Tik nods, licking at his neck, her knee sliding between his legs, finding his erection there. "Ooh, pants so soft, but this isn't," she teases, gently grinding her knee against the covered arousal.

He sighs then takes a drink. "Please, do not stop your story. You have other parts to use to indulge me, and I'm done just touching. I desire to see and experience you." As he says this, he places his cup down and grips the hem of her top, sliding the green cloth up and over her head.

Tik Tik giggles, lifting up her arms. When her head pokes free from under the shirt, she says, "Tik Tik went see tower, but there no one there, and no one alive."

Anish grabs Tik Tik by the sides and then spins her around, his grasp finding her tail, sliding it over his side. Sharp nails scratch along her body all the while. "My, my, how ominous," he growls. "Was there a terrible monster there?" He leans in when he asks this, his teeth, those fangs, so close to her skin.

He has such a magic touch, but the way his arms bend to accommodate those backward hands are a true marvel of his unique anatomy.

Tik Tik leans her head back, careful not to scratch his beautiful skin with her horns. "What... are you...?" she whispers.

One hand moves up along her back and traces down over her shoulder to her collar, and then back up around her neck. "Such a curious kobold," Anish coos. "But, what did your curiosity find in that tower? Treasure? Knowledge? Pain?" He claps his fingers around her throat, just enough to show his dominating spirit.

"M... maybe," Tik Tik squirms underneath him, especially as he trails his other hand down between her legs. "Mmmngh, It was wizard. He d-died."

"And this wizard who owned this tower," Anish lets out a hot breath as he begins to ask, "Was he an enchanter? Was he Timothy the Charming?"

Tik Tik thrusts her hips forward, desiring the touch of his fingers as he applies those questions. "Uhhg... M-Maram saw him and... and Maram sad, but also happy. He... he said it mean I only master left, and then... then...."

Anish pulls his fingers from between her legs. He squeezes against her tiny throat just a little bit more before letting up. "And then...?"

"Tik Tik... want know more... about Anish... see true... Anish..." She says this, one eye half-open. "Can feel magic, and you no look like this normally. This isn't you."

"You dare tease me?" He asks, that smile of his never leaving his face. "Despite not knowing anything about me, nor how dangerous I could be, you want to see more?"

"Anish want tower too much. Tik Tik tell if Tik Tik get off. Trade, yes? Partners."

"If you're willing to sell your information for a quick fuck to your liking, you really are a slut, aren't you?" he chuckles. "And one with no regard for her personal safety. Quite the interesting fuck you'll be, and a much more interesting business partner."

"All magic... all science... has danger," she sighs. "Need learn truth, just like you... for own reason."

His laugh is a soft chuckle, which gets deeper and darker. "Well, then, my little friend... I'm eager to see how much you're willing to take. It isn't often I don't have to coerce someone to partake in my particular brand of pleasure."

A deep, rumbling growl grows from the depths of Anish's chest. The resonance penetrates into the kobold's body, making her shiver in a mixture of anticipation and dread and delight. He pushes himself up to a standing position, cradling her in one arm, the back of his hand pressing against her, forcing her against his smooth, supple skin.

The texture is one of comfort and familiarity, but it doesn't last for too much longer, as stiff bristles poke at her cheek as fur rises up from that flesh.

Anish's smile elongates from that flat yet curved-fanged gleam to a small snout with more carnivorous teeth. He grows, looming over her as bright orange and black fur covers his body. His eyes slit, whiskers protruding from his face, and a tail flopping out from behind him, flicking and fluttering in its newly released state.

He drops her. She falls upon the rug padded by the sand. Tik Tik lays on her back, looking up at the feline fiend hunched over before her, his eyes aglow, his mouth open as he takes deep, panting breaths.