Jordan ⇉ Waylon Jones ✔

SEX

⚠Warning: Sexual Content⚠

Asya laid cuddled up to Waylon on their newly acquired king size bed. Asya wasn't paying much attention to the pictures flashing on the flat screen in front of her. She was too busy looking up at her boyfriend's scaly features.

Asya placed a soft kiss to Waylon's pulse point, feeling the skin throb routinely on her pale lips. Waylon's lips formed into a small smile as Asya placed small kisses on the skin of his neck.

"What are ya doing?" Waylon felt Asya shift onto him, her legs straddling his waist. Asya didn't reply, her lips were already occupied with the task of kissing every inch of his neck.

Waylon let out a string of soft groans when Asya bit down on his rough flesh. Asya's hands traveled down between their body's, gripping at Waylon's chest. Asya's hands were heading south when Waylon flipped them over, regaining control.

He was now positioned in between Asya's legs, lips hovering over her neck, warm breath fanning into the pale skin. Asya's chest heaved up and down in anticipation, eyes scanning Waylon's face.

"I don't want to hurt you..." He's eyes sadden as the light from Asya's eyes disappeared.

"You won't," Asya denied wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Waylon's teeth accidentally scraped Asya's neck and small droplets of blood oozed onto her pale skin. The aromatic smell of blood hit his nose immediately and he leant down to lick the wound clean. A puff-like moan flowed from Asya's lips as Waylon nibbled and sucked at her pale skin, her legs tightening around his waist.

Waylon's claws glided down Asya's sides, leaving small abrasions in their wake, making Asya intake sharply, snapping Waylon out of his blood-induce dazed.

Waylon looked down at the body underneath him, seeing the blood that soaked parts of her white shirt. He licked his lips, tasting Asya's warm blood. He watched Asya huff below him, a small dazed smile on her mouth and semi-closed eyes.

Asya's arms wrapped around his neck and she tugged him onto her body again. Waylon took in every part of Asya's face as if she was air.
"I can't," Waylon muttered against her cheek, setting the pads of his finger tips -making sure not to use his claws- on the abrasions, massaging them to the best of his ability.

"Do you love me?" Asya's words stopped Waylon in his place, no longer rubbing circles into Asya's sides. Waylon took his attention away from Asya's sides and look up at Asya, her eyes questioning.

"Yes, I love you,"

"That's how I now you're not going to hurt me. Why would you hurt someone you love?"

"I wouldn't,"

"Exactly," Asya placed her lips onto Waylon's and pressed hard. Waylon groaned into Asya's mouth when her hips bucked into his, exciting him.

They rolled on the bed until Asya was on her back huffing, with Waylon in between her legs, nibbling softly at the skin behind her ear. Waylon's hands made their way down to her thighs, hiking them up to his waist, urging her to wrap them around his waist.

His hands gripped the back of Asya's thighs as if his life depended on it. Waylon rubbed circles into her thighs as he rocked his hips into hers, the brush of his hard on against her core, sending Asya on edge. A feeble moan sounded from her lips.

Waylon's hands made their way to Asya's chest, pulling at the fabric of the shirt until it ripped in half. He threw the remains of the shirt onto the floor next to the bed.

Waylon sat up, looking at Asya's semi nude body adoring every inch of her. Asya watch Waylon's eyes travel hungrily down her body.

Asya placed her hands onto Waylon's chest and tugged at the tank top that clunged to his skin, tearing it off his body," See I can do it too,"

Waylon chuckled deeply, as he place a small kiss to Asya's abdomen, sending vibrations into her skin. She smiled down at him, lovingly. Waylon's rough lips traveled up Asya's stomach, to the valley between her breast. He began sucking on the skin gently as Asya unhooked her bra.

Asya pulled the bra off her body and watched Waylon's eyes light up in amazement. Asya smirked down at Waylon, his eyes flicking over her perfectly round breast. He then proceed to take a pale colored nipple into his mouth, nibbling gently. A moan erupted from Asya's lips and her hands flew to his head, urging him on.

"Have...have you done this...this before?"Asya huffed out as Waylon switched to the other nipple. He licked the small bud feverishly, Asya's breath becoming erractic.

Waylon pulled off the bud, with a wet pop, causing Asya to whine. Asya's breathing slowed down as his lips trailed down her body. Waylon was about to go lower when Asya pulled him back up her body to her lips, kissing him sweetly.

Suddenly Asya flipped them over. Waylon was confused as to why Asya was going down his body in a very erotic fashion; kissing and biting at his skin roughly, flicking her tongue back and forth on his rough flesh and tugging at the pants on his waist.

Waylon's member started to stir in his underwear as Asya finally got his pants off. The zombie laid in between the crocodile's legs as she stared at the growing bulge in his underwear.

"How about we take this off?" Asya teased, playing with the waist band. Her index finger travel lower, until Waylon let out a needy whine.

After teasing Waylon, she finally pulled the undergarment off, making the crocodile groan at the sudden air. Asya placed her lips onto the throbbing head, laying short kisses to it. She grabbed the pulsating member and started to pump it routinely, along with the long strides of her tongue. Waylon fell back on the bed, no longer watching Asya lick up and down his shaft.

Asya continued her slow torture until Waylon could no longer mutter coherent words anymore. His thoughts began to merge and his breathing intensified; he was close and Asya knew. Before Waylon could finish off Asya pulled off with a loud pop.

Waylon pulled his head off the bed to look down at Asya with a pissed off look," You didn't think it was going to be that easy, did you?" Asya smirked to herself.

Waylon growled his animalistic growl before pulling Asya back up his body by her forearms. Asya straddled Waylon's body, looking down at him.

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," Asya whispered, her forehead against Waylon's.

Waylon chuckled deeply, playing with the band of her underwear," Don't go gettin' soft on me,"

And those were the last words said before he ripped Asya's panties off and took her has he's.

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