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Klayton was already yanking off his tie when he closed the door to his apartment. Frantically searching for his one and only true love, Shion. On his commute home, he had received a text from Shion stating "I need you ;)". Being more than a little aloof, Klayton replied with "is there something on the top shelf that you need me to get?, XD" Shion being a good foot shorter than Klay it was a common request. At the next red light he looked at his next text, "NO!! i NEEED you!" and the accompanying pic of Shion laying seductively on their bed, fully naked. Shion expertly cropped out the most tantalizing bits, as he would say "why give it all away for free when I want you coming back" His red scaly curves along his side widening out to form one cheek of his buttocks, his tail circling around to the front to cover up his package, face partially off the edge of the photo leaving only one eye with his eyebrow raised in a most sultry way.

Honking brought Klay back to the here and now, the light ahead was green and his desire to reach home exponentially increased. Driving with his raging hard-on did not make his driving any better, the throbbing a constant reminder of what would be waiting for him at home. His biggest obstacle ended up being the damn keypad to open the gate to the complex. Society tried its best to accommodate species of all manner of sizes, but that still had its limits. Practically frantic that his sausage links of fingers kept getting the code wrong, the gate opened as a driver leaving used their remote to help him out. Waving to the driver as he passed Klay pulled into his parking spot and sprinted up the stairs three at a time.

Looking around, he first noticed the scent, vanilla candles. All the blinds were drawn shut and the lights turned off. A faint glow came from down the hall in the master bedroom. Klay wasted no time taking off his belt with the intent of his pants following just after. "Don't do that out there" Shion's voice called from the bedroom. Klay paused for a moment, obviously Shion had a plan in place and he decided to play along, for now. Strutting down the hall, Klay paused outside the door. His erection now uncomfortable being contained in his slacks for so long. Just a little longer he thought to himself and pushed the door open.

Shion was laying along the bed in a pose so enticing that it would it could put playboy models to shame. His figure a harmonious collection of curves that started at his neck dipped into his torso, further down blossoming out with his hips and continuing down his legs. Klay knew how hard Shion worked for that body, hours at the gym, cutting out the excess sugar. Never enough to grow muscles, but enough to keep fit as Shion would put it. Klay would simply call it sexy. Shion's scale pattern only added to the symphony for the eyes. The crimson red that primarily traced his frame, accented by burgundy swirls that flowed up and down his scaly exterior, drawing Klay's eyes up and down and up again. Shion's serpentine tail held lazily behind him swaying in much the same way as a cat's. The room awash in the light of a few candle lights. In his mouth was the clincher, a single white rose that continuously brought Klayton's eyes back to Shion's face and the smolder that sat upon it. Klay could stare at that scene for an eternity and be fulfilled forever, but more base needs needed to be attended to first.

One problem with the whole picture, Shion stashed his penis behind his legs in a more than obvious attempt at hiding it from Klay. Despite exuding sexual bravado and charisma, Klay knew Shion was self-conscious of his size and it certainly lead to insecurity in their relationship.

Leaning on the door frame, Klay surveyed the scene, all the while not removing eye contact with Shion. With his baritone voice he said, "So.., You need me?" emphasizing the verb with a slight head nod. Shion smiled and answered back, pulling the rose from his mouth and bringing it to his nose, "Yess, you see, I have this man in my life. And while he is tall, dark, handsome, and sexy as hell. I hardly ever see him anymore"

"Oohh?" Klay inquisitively responded

"Yes, he started this new job and spends many long hours at his work. And while I support him in his endeavors 100 percent, it leaves me feeling lonely as the days drag on" Shion added a dramatic flourish with the rose around the apartment.

"Go on"

"A poor, lonely little lizard like me has needs to you know. Whatever was I supposed to do than text the first big hunk I could find in my contacts to rush over and.. assist me" Shion was going all out with this. His tone and pitch coming across like velvet. Each word honeyed and lavish and steeped with meaning.

"Well, sounds like this boyfriend of yours doesn't appreciate you enough. No relationship should ever be so one-sided." Klayton reciprocated the roleplay, doing his absolute best to mimic the inflection Shion just used. "It is a shame that he isn't here now, but I am willing to do whatever favors you may require"

"Well, I must say that I made the right choice with you. How very considerate and willing. But, I am afraid that you are much too overdressed for the service I require, too overdressed indeed" Shion added a wink to the end of his statement so that even thickheaded Klayton could pick up the subtle request.

"Of course. You just sit right there and let me take off these restricting clothes"

Klay started with his dress shirt, taking one button off with each slow step into the room. He stopped at the foot of the bed as Shion laid on his stomach idly kicking his feet in the air, one hand propping up his head.

Klay finished unbuttoning his dress shirt, underneath he still had on his undershirt. He put his hands on his hips and slowly moved then upwards, rubbing himself up until reaching his chest and hooking one finger at a time under his button-up before pulling it off his broad shoulders. Sliding it off one arm and tossing it to the side. The ache in his crotch was unbearable and he wanted to keep tonight moving, but what Shion had said about his long hours at the office was somewhat true. With Shion working as a bartender and requiring night shifts and his long hours at his new engineering job, they had hardly seen each other awake these past few weeks. Tonight, Klayton decided, would be all about Shion.

The undershirt was next. Klayton took his time rubbing up and down his chest, teasing Shion with small glimpse at his six pack before letting the garment fall again. Deciding to have a little fun of his own, Klayton started flexing his pecks, the muscle causing the fabric to rise and fall. He brought is arms up and proceeded to show off his well-defined biceps. Each pose highlighting another point of his Adonis-like figure.

"Mmmm..." Shion groaned while biting one of the rose petals. Glad he likes it, Klay thought. Klay never really had strong foreplay game. He also never really had a deep enough relationship with anyone to try that hard, but now he was with Shion. Of the past lovers, friends with benefits, and one night stands that Klayton had been with, few had pushed him to be a better sexual partner as hard as Shion did. Klayton believed that it stemmed from his self-esteem issues relating to his anatomy, choosing to focus on the buildup so the time wasn't a complete letdown for his partner. None of that mattered to Klay, he loved Shion and if Shion wanted foreplay then damn it he would get it.

After going through all of his flexing routine, Klayton decided to move on. He wasn't sure how his pants were keeping his meat contained, begging to be released from its fabric prison. Just a little longer, he thought. The undershirt was removed rather unceremoniously and tossed to join his dress shirt. Klay turned back around so Shion was behind him and slowly swayed his hips back and forth. His tail wriggling left and right in rhythm. He bent forward at his waste and slowly guided his hands down his left leg. The soft hiss as his big, thick hands slid down barely audible over heartbeat thumping in his ears. Klayton was never all that flexible, having a thicker body type let him develop differently than other reptiles.

Reaching his shoes, he paused. Keeping his hips swaying and looking at Shion through his legs. Shion was drinking in his ass like life sustaining water. Noticing Klay's look through his legs, Shion smiled and reached out and pinched the end of Klay's tail as it swayed in the air. At the touch, Klayton flexed his butt. Both cheeks at first, then one then the other. Keeping Shion's eyes up top let Klayton untie his shoes without so much fanfare. With both laces done, Klayton started his ascending journey. With one hand on the back of each leg, he slowly dragged himself up. His hands kept the fabric taught as he straightened out. Shion's eyes glued to his behind all the while.

Klayton cupped his ass as he finished standing up, kneading it and squeezing it. Pushing it together or pulling it apart. Hooking his thumbs inside the and pulling them around the sides as he turned back around towards Shion. Shion was beyond excited, despite not moving all the while during Klayton's strip tease Klayton could tell. The way he nibbled on the rose stem or how he scratched his leg, or how his breathing was slow and deep. Perhaps this was too long, Klayton thought. Shion once explained to Klay that good foreplay should, one, make the sexual act last longer and, two, never overbear the actual sex. Shion's own discomfort aside, Klayton couldn't remain clothed any longer. His own penis begged to be let out and breathe and Klay just couldn't fight it anymore. Quickly, pulling the button off and the zipper down he shoved his pants down to his ankles breathed a sigh of relief as his junk was finally able to swell without containment. Well, almost.

"Ohhh..." Shion breathed as he saw the underwear that Klayton had on. The boxers had a cute, cartoonish cat plastered across it in different poses and clothes. One time, Klay and Shion couldn't decide on something to watch and stumbled onto a children's cartoon about a cat that taught life lessons and friendship or something. The two spent the night enjoying each other's company and watching as much as possible, sometimes interjecting with a witty comment or an exclamation of aww as the characters did something adorable. As a joke, Shion imported some men's underwear from Japan for Klayton. Klayton, not quite aware of the intent, wore them anyway.

"See something you like?" Klayton quipped as he posed with his hands behind his head jutting his hips forward.

"Well, I must say, that is some kind of personal choice you have made there. A grown man wearing underwear with cartoon characters is simply something I don't see often. But still, it shows a lot about your character. Sensitive, yet strong. Cute, yet courageous. Daring, _and_dashing." Shion chuckled at his own alliteration.

"Well now, is this attire acceptable for the work you require of me or is there another change you wish to make?" As the play-acting went on, it was more and more easy for Klay to fulfill his role. Just one of the many things that Shion had helped Klay discover about sex. Thinking back on the first time would bring a smile to his face. Klay didn't really understand Shion's spontaneous change in attitude as they went into the bedroom. What started out as a fun end to a date night turned into a tutorial and porn search so Klay could grasp the idea of roleplaying, either way would have ended in cuddles so it wasn't all bad.

"Well, why don't you climb on the bed and let me inspect you?" Shion responded while patting the matters. Klay stepped out of the tangle of pants and shoes at his feet and walked around. Laying down on his side of the bed as Shion scooched up so that his head was at Klayton's waist, right eye level with Klaytons throbbing junk. A light pool of precum was staining the underwear right at the head by this time. "Must have been quite agonizing to keep this confined for so long."

"You don't know the half of it" Klay retorted.

"Well, let's not keep you waiting too much longer." Shion reached down Klay's leg and slowly trailed up it, licking his lips in anticipation. Moving his head ever closer to his goal, gazing intently at his prize oblivious to all distractions. This gave Klay time to finalize his plan, time to tip the scales he thought to himself.

Suddenly reaching out, Klay grabbed Shion's hand, mere inches from his cock. Shion's shocked face was the first time that night that he had acted in a way he didn't plan beforehand. "You know, we never discussed my fee." Klay's interjection had stumped Shion completely. I took him a moment to regain his composure. "Ohh, your fee you say? Well since these delicious acts of yours have indeed excited me in no small way, I thought it fit to service you in the best way I can" Shion nodding toward Klay's tower, still trapped in his cotton prison.

"Hmmm, no. I think my services require something different and unique." Klay dismissively returned.

"How greedy of you." Shion crawled closer to Klay's face. "Now, my dear savior, what do you ask of me in return?"

Klay closed the gap between their faces and attacked with the most passionate kisses he could. The sudden improv surprised Shion for the second time that night, but let it go and gave into the gesture, returning the act with as much intent as he was receiving. Each one trying to outdo the other, vying for control of the other's mouth with their tongues as their weapons. Klay wrapped his arms around his lover, exploring up and down his figure, teasing his sides with his light touch. He traced the red-brown swirls that dotted his back and chest. Shion was no less enthusiastic about the change in plans. He curled, gripped, and kneaded every part of Klay's torso. The shoulders, pecs, hips, biceps, anything within reach, relishing in the feelings that he had been without for some time. They continued on in this way; searching and seeking, competing and complimenting. The dance of romance burning within the candlelit room.

Shion moaned into Klay's mouth eyes sliding shut as he embraced his partner. Klay felt the desire coming from Shion and mentally chastised himself once again for letting his new job come between them. Shion's was practically butter in Klay's thick hands, and while Klayton wished to remain there for hours on end he still had the rest of his plan to follow through on.

Gripping Shion in his powerful arms, Klay rolled the two over so that he was on top of his partner. Breaking off the kiss as he straddled his lover, a thin sliver of saliva connecting the two as it ended. Shion collapsed back into the bed, heaving with every breath from the forceful session they just finished.

"Mon Dieu. I fuckin' missed you." Shion got out between gasping for breath. Staring deeply into Klayton's eyes and for the first time that night dropping the persona.

Klayton chuckled, "Dropping the act, finally, are we?"

"Oh please, you were getting into it too with that whole 'reward' stuff. And, that damn strip tease almost made me jump you right then and there."

"Yeah, I saw you nibbling on that rose like a baby sucking his thumb." Klayton tapped the end of Shion's nose as he said that.

"Ahh,va te faire enculer. The underwear, however, was my favorite part."

"Pure coincidence, truly" They shared a short laugh at that. The continued to stare into each other's eyes, drinking in the contact that their relationship had been lacking. Shion reached out and grasped Klay's hands pulling it to cup his face.

"I really did miss you" Shion said solemnly. His voice soft and intense. Klay leaned down and softly rested his forehead on Shion's, eyes point blank across from each other.

"I have missed you too" These words being some of the most honest that Klay had ever spoken. Being so engrossed in his lover's eyes, he didn't expect the electric touch along his penis. He hissed and squeezed his eyes shut at the stimulation.

"Someone sure is sensitive today." Shion commented. Stroking and fondling Klay through his underwear, the fabric enticing Klay even more to return to full mast after waning during their brief respite.

"You really don't know that half of it" Klay said through clenched teeth as his most sensitive organ was handled by his significant other. After the sexual dry spell of the past few weeks and lack of masturbation, he was quite pent up. His balls ached from being so swollen and his delay of orgasm tonight wasn't helping the matter.

Every tickle, prod, and squeeze were magnified through the fabric. He throbbed and pulsed every now and then, adding to the growing wet spot of pre that soaked his last remaining garment. His breathing was ragged and short as he let Shion massage him. One of Shion's hands dropped even further and cupped his testicles, giving them a small bounce to feel their heft. Klay squirmed under the touch. While one hand continued to tickle and caress his sack, the other traveled up his shaft to the head, still tenting under increasingly wet cotton. Shion put his palm against his head and slowly moved in circle. The dragging of cotton across the glans spiked Klay's pleasure. His fists clenching and squeezing the pillows and blankets to the side of Shion's head, knees and legs wobbling under the highly coordinated assault on his nether region.

Klay started to lightly hump his hips into Shion's hand almost drunk on the endorphins raging in his system. Shion's chuckle cut through the tsunami of feelings and sensations ripping Klay's body apart. Wait, the last remaining part of Klay's mind shouted, what about my plan. "Stop!" Klay barked. Immediately, Shion let go. Klay was a quivering wreck, breath hot and ragged, tongue hanging out his mouth. Damn, Shion knows how to do me he thought to himself.

"Is something wrong?" Shion's gaze stared at his lover's face, voice filled with concern. It was still a moment before Klayton had enough control over himself to respond, "You first." He managed to get out eventually.

"What??" Forehead scrunched in confusion as he tried to understand.

"You...first..." Klay repeated between breaths.

"I still don't get it." Klay shot his eyes open and stared into the depths of Shion's. Holding as much intensity as he could muster in his state, Klay continued.

"You said that I haven't been around here enough for you, and I know that I haven't been as considerate of your needs these last few weeks. So I thought that tonight I would let it be all about you." Shion broke the eye contact and look to the side, "Oh, that was just acting. Something to enjoy" Klay saw through the attempt. Grabbing his lover's chin and bringing it back to face him, he gave the most gentle smile.

"Actors don't text 'I need you' for fun" He leaned down so that his lips just stopped outside Shion's left ear and whispered, "Those in need do." Shion groaned and tilted his head away from Klay. Klay could tell that Shion new exactly what he meant.

"How long has it been?" Klay asked.

"Klay..." Shion continued to avoid his lover's gaze.

"Shion. How long has it been?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It matters to me." Shion closed his eyes, Klay was certain tears were forming. "We've been together for so long now, are you still scared to show me?" Shion's silence was all the answer that Klayton got.

"Are we lovers?" Klay tried a different approach, keeping his voice soft and calm. Shion nodded silently. "So, we love each other?" Again, Shion nodded. "So, you love me?" Another nod. "And are you one hundred percent convinced that I love you, through and through, no matter what?" That's when Shion began sobbing. "Ohh, Shion..."

Klayton wrapped his arms around his other half, pulling Shion close and petting his head, letting his tail entwine, kissing his cheeks as salty tears flowed down his face. "Don't cry, my cherry." Klayton hated seeing Shion like this. He felt so conflicted, but he knew that if they get through this moment together they would be closer than ever. But to do it he needed Shion.

"Shhh... My cherry, don't cry. Look at me, I'm right here. You just need to look in my eyes. Right here." Shion shook his head. "Please, I not leaving you. I will wait here until you look at me." Another round of kisses, another minute of sobs. "My cherry, what is hurting you? Please, tell me. I am right here, and I am not leaving you."

Shion's arms came up and grasped Klay's shoulders as hard as his lithe frame can manage. "I don't deserve you, this, any of it." He choked out.

"Bullshit." Klay replied without hesitation, "Everyone deserves love."

"How do you know?"

"Because even if you believe you don't deserve this, I am giving it to you of my own freewill. You have no say in my choice to love you."

"Why would that mean that I deserve it?"

"Because I chose to fall in love with you because of the way you are, who you are. And you will never stop being you, so I will never stop loving you." Klay nuzzled Shion's face, his sobs had stopped but the tears were still coming.

Shion scoffed at that explanation, "What makes me so special?" he coldly shot back.

"I am so glad you asked, because then I get to tell you so much about you" Another kiss. "Do you remember when we were first dating, the story of our first kiss?" Shion's eye cracked open a little focusing on something. Klay followed his eyes to the corner of the room where their rollerblades were stashed. "Exactly, it was the first time we went skating. I remember you being so scared because you had never done it before."

"And you had done it your whole life" Shion added. Another kiss to his cheek. "Hey, we are talking about you now."

"Well, in that case, I never got the hang of it. I kept falling and tripping the entire night."

"But every single time you got back up, and every single time you got back up you got a little better, got a little further" Another kiss. "You got so mad at yourself."

"Skating is walking with wheels under your feet, how the hell was it so hard?" Klayton chuckled. Shion is now a seasoned skater, but he still is angry about ever once being a beginner.

"But then you did something that I thought was very brave. What was it again?" Another kiss, another nuzzle.

"I made you a deal. I said that I wouldn't learn anything if I was hanging on to you the whole night. I bet you that if I was able to skate the entire lap of the rink on my own you had to give me a prize. Thinking you would just get me something from the prize counter or some shit."

"And I accepted your deal, I said that if you were able to get back to me without falling that I give you something special. And then?"

"And then I got around, you kissed me, end of story." Shion buried his face in a pillow as he said that.

"Hmm. I don't quite remember it going exactly like that." Klay moved the pillow so he could see his love's face.

"Then your memory is faulty, why are we even talking about this?" Shion spat. "Because you asked me what makes you so special. If you can't even remember that then it is your memory that is faulty." Klay gazed at Shion. He reached with a corner of a pillow cover and dabbed at the remaining moisture on Shion's face. "Now why don't you get back to that wonderful story you were telling?"

Shion sighed. He looked beat, tired, but even still Klay wasn't going to leave him. He promised Shion that he would stay right here by his side until they were through this, and Klayton was a man of his word through and through.

"So you gave me a push and I set off down the rink. I was passed by everyone else and I was started to get overwhelmed, the music was loud and god awful. I turned to see where you were, and I couldn't find you. I started panicking. But then..." Shion trailed off.

"But then?" Klay reached out and slid his hand up Shion's arm till it got to his clenched fist. To his surprise, Shion opened his hand and let Klay interlock their fingers. Shion's hand was cold, thought Klay, but that just means my hand feels warm.

"A voice came over the speakers... and it said 'Don't quit now, Shion. you're only scared of how far you have to go because you don't know how far you have come.'" Shion smiled at that. His face was still full of sadness, but warmed Klay's heart to see it. "And what devilishly handsome individual said that?" Klay joked. Shion snorted at the comment. "I don't remember any handsome individuals there that night. I mean there was this one guy that was wearing pink jeans and a brown t-shirt. Absolutely zero fashion sense at all." Klayton laughed at the recollection. "Let's be fair, the pants were white until I mixed in one red sock in the wash." Shion snickered at that. "Imbècile" For the first time looking up at Klay with a weak smile on his face. It was quickly replaced however as Shion looked away.

"Well, don't stop now this story is just getting good." Klayton encouraged.

"You said it. I looked forward and you were right there, at the DJ stand holding the microphone. You had this goofy smile on your face and were starring right at me, pink jeans and all." Shion sighed at the memory. "So I kept going, one foot at a time. People kept passing me left and right, but you never stopped looking right at me. I got so close, mere feet from your outstretched hand. Then some putain de branleur had to go and ruin it."

"Ruined it, or made it perfect?" Klay rested his head down on Shion. "Look at me, my cherry." Shion turned his head back toward Klay. "Tell me, Klay." Shion's eyes full of love and sadness.

"Well, looking back now, I thank fate, God, or whatever Will runs this world, whatever caused you to trip and fall right at that last second."

"Right... into... my... arms" Klayton accented every word with a kiss. One to the forehead and descending down his face until the last one was right on Shion's lips.

After falling into each other and crashing into the ground. Shion had looked into Klayton's eyes and began to tear up. 'Why are you crying? You made it!!' Klay ecstatic. 'No, I didn't.' Shion shaking his head. 'What do you mean? You made it a whole lap and a half! All on your own!' Finally looking at where around the rink they were, Shion noticed it. He had blown so far past where he had initially left Klayton and he had been so preoccupied at keeping upright that he hadn't noticed. 'You were so focused on staying up that you skated right past me. I decided to go over to the DJ to make an announcement, so you would get out of your head. And here you are!' Klay's eyes alight with pride and admiration. Shion started laughing to which Klayton joined in. 'So I earned that prize, right?' 'Oh absolutely.' Klay reached up around behind Shion's head and pulled him into it. It was short and unexpected that Shion wasn't sure what happened, blinking in confusion while Klay had his classic, goofy grin plastered on his face. They were then asked by the staff to get off the ground as they were a hazard for the other skaters.

Perfect, Klay thought of it in no other way. His Shion, his love, his one and only forever, his Cherry. He was here in his arms and Klayton would never leave him. Now, if only he got through to Shion.

"Perfect...?" Shion whispered.

"Perfect.." Klayton affirmed.

"Klayton?"

"Yes?"

"Je t'aime"

"Moi aussi"

"Are we lovers?"

"Without a doubt"

"So we love each other?"

"Through and through."

"So you love me?"

"Absolutely."

"And are you one hundred percent convinced that you love me, through and through, no matter what?"

"One hundred percent and more."

They starred at each other, feeling each other's embrace, soaking in their touch and warmth. Shion reached up and pulled Klayton down and whispered into his ear.

"I believe you."

He then fell back and closed his eyes. Klayton smiled. Watching over his partner until he recognized the signs of him sleeping. Slowly untangling himself from the web of limbs, he stood up from the bed. He felt a stinging in his crotch and looked down realizing that all the precum from earlier had dried and caked on his skin. He removed his underwear, flinching as his head was removed from the fabric. He walked over to the over side of the bed and climbed in huddling close to his cherry as he pulled the thick comforter over the both of them. Another date night ending in cuddles, he thought. Oh well, he shrugged, nothing wrong with that.