Tik Tik in the Desert 9 - Rakshasa
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Anish shows off his true form. Has Tik Tik bitten off more than she can chew?
The Adventures of Tik Tik is a fantasy erotica series about the travels of a kobold wizard named Tik Tik. She seeks out new friends to meet and learn both the secrets of magic and the fun of various ways of having sex.
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Anish looms over Tik Tik, revealing to her his monstrous true form as he stares over her body with a dullness in his eyes, and a tension that stiffens his shoulders. “So, you see, little one," he says, “I take a form that is less palatable to many humanoids… I am a beast, like the scavengers of the desert and like the predators of the night."
Tik Tik scrambles up, but he falls upon her, pinning her shoulders down against the carpet, his body in a compact feline arch. “You want me to show you the monster that I am?"
Tik Tik stares up into his eyes, watching that dullness. She furrows her brow, gripping the rug beneath her. “No," she says.
He blinks, his ears twitching. “Wut?"
Tik Tik flutters her eyes, a soft coo rising up from deep in her chest. “Tik Tik said want see how Anish really like, not what people think Anish like. You want be scary tiger man? Tik Tik see real scary tiger man before. You no act like him. Not deep down."
“Tiger man?" He scoffs, sitting up on his knees, his hand upon his chest. “I am rakshasa. I feast on flesh, and I drink the blood. I am a predator that knows no equal in these wastes. All bow before my magnificence and the terror that I can cause them."
“Tik Tik see worse predator before," she says. “Tik Tik see things more evil."
Anish lowers his hand, frowning down upon her. “Are you… not afraid of me?"
“Why need be afraid?" She asks, pushing her hips up, spreading her heels against the rug. “Tik Tik and Anish business partner. No different now than before, yes? Now, shall seal deal with fun?"
Anish chuckles. “Such a brave little wizard you are," he says. “Very well."
He lowers himself down again, his hand stroking over her thighs, sharp claws scratching at her scales. “Just know that I can shred you apart and rend your flesh."
After that warning, he closes his eyes, rolling out a long, rough tongue. It presses at the kobold's slit, sliding along with its textured surface, combing over her delight.
Tik Tik leans back, her horns providing her a suitable headrest as he has his fun, teasing her, exploring her.
She runs her hands over her chest and down over her body, arching her back.
He presses his tongue deep against her. He rolls the muscle into a form that would easily fit into her tiny body, filling her up. His growls, more like purrs, rise up from his chest and into her. The sound reverberates through her and into her, making the kobold sigh and moan, delighted in the beautiful exchange.
The rakhasa chuckles as he tastes her delight filling out from his ministrations, his clawed hands holding tightly to her thighs. She is a feast for such a creature as he, whose delights comes from consuming the weak, and yet here, he is giving, rather than taking.
Her cries of delight fill the tent and even escape higher and higher outside of it. She grabs at his head, sinking claws against his furred scalp. That bit of roughness is not enough to harm him, and in fact, it pushes him further to fill her in and keep up his wriggling muscle deep within her.
Tik Tik's voice becomes higher and less coherent as she rocks her hips, filling his face, tasting so wonderful, reacting in such a cute and submissive manner. Things became a blissful eruption when her scream fills the tent, and she collapses in a shuddering heap.
Anish pulls away, Tik Tik's hands moving down over his snout before finally collapsing at her tummy. The rakshasa licks his lips and lands upon the divan, the tell-tale sign of his arousal hot and poking at his pants. “Now, then, is that the lover you expected to have from me? I may be a devilish businessman, but I am not selfish when I choose to bed someone."
Tik Tik shakes her head, her hands resting upon her tummy. “N… no, not at all…" she says, her voice bubbly as she lays down on that rug, staring up at the yellow tent and the swirling patterns that make up its decoration. When she stares up, she sees nostalgia washing over her, as she enjoys the longing of a time long forgotten in a world she can no longer have.
The gruff clearing of Anish's throat brings her back to the here and now, and he brings his pants down, letting his large, and throbbing, cock, escape from his light and airy pants. “There is a bit of a selfish manner left that we should address, don't you think?"
Tik Tik crawls up towards him and onto the divan, letting her flat chest press up against that shaft, a hand wrapping around the base. “Oooh, Tik Tik can enjoy selfish from time to time," she coos, letting the bottom of her palm run up and down that feline member, enjoying the ridges and the bumps as she slides up to the head and back down. “Tik Tik can enjoy very much."
As the kobold stares up into his much more lively eyes, she can't help but notice the twitch in his gaze and his ears flick.
A moment later, the flap opens, and in steps Anish's male servant. “My lord," the young man says, bowing low, keeping his eyes away from the lewd display before him. “The merchant has arrived."
“It's about time," Anish says, grunting, patting the kobold on the head. “Send them in. We must make our discussions at once."
The servant bows, and disappears behind the flap. Not even a minute later, someone else steps into the tent, a figure very much taller than Anish hunches through the doorway, its form covered in tattered robes that cover some vaguely human shape. The presence in the way this creature stands is nothing short of monstrous.
And yet, the pouch it holds in thick-gloved hands is heavy with the clinking and scratching of gems.
“Now then," Anish says, lifting up the kobold. “Let's do business."