I did as he asked, stretching out on the smooth stone platform. The phosphorescent light cast everything in a dreamlike blue glow, making Cyrus look even more otherworldly as he loomed over me. His tail moved with surprising agility, coiling and shifting until he was positioned between my legs.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hands sliding up my thighs. "So wonderfully human."
I laughed softly at that. "Is that a compliment?"
"The highest," he assured me, lowering his head to place a kiss on my inner thigh. "Your kind fascinates me. So brief, so intense. You live like flames—bright, hot, consuming."
His lips traveled higher, sending shivers through my body. When he finally took my cock into his mouth, I gasped at the sensation. His mouth was different from a human's—slightly cooler, with a texture that sent waves of pleasure radiating through me. He hummed as he worked, the vibrations adding another layer to the overwhelming sensations.
"Fuck," I groaned, my hands finding his teal hair, tangling in the silky strands. "That feels incredible."
Cyrus looked up at me, his eyes glowing with mischief as he continued to work his mouth over my cock. One of his hands slid beneath me, fingers tracing the cleft of my ass with teasing lightness.
"Yes," I breathed, spreading my legs wider in invitation. "Please."
He pulled off my cock with a satisfying pop, licking his lips. "So eager," he teased, his finger circling my entrance. "I like that about you."
I felt something cool and slick against my skin—more of that natural lubricant his body produced. Cyrus's finger pressed against me, slipping inside with surprising ease. The sensation was different from anything I'd experienced before. There was the familiar stretch and pressure, but also something more—a tingling warmth that spread from his touch.
What is that?" I gasped, arching into his touch as he added a second finger. "It feels... different."
"My natural lubricant contains properties that enhance pleasure," Cyrus explained, his voice a low purr as his fingersworked inside me. "It heightens sensation while relaxing the muscles. Makes the experience more... intense."
"God," I moaned as he curled his fingers, finding that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids. "That's an understatement."
Cyrus chuckled, the sound rippling through me like the surface of the water that surrounded us. His fingers stretched me open with expert precision, occasionally brushing against my prostate just enough to make me whimper but never enough to push me over the edge.
"I've waited a long time to find someone like you," he murmured, leaning down to press kisses along my inner thigh. "Someone who can hear my song. Someone who isn't afraid of what I am."
I reached for him, pulling him up until we were face to face. "I'm not afraid," I whispered against his lips. "I want this. I want you. Ineedyou."
His eyes, those luminous green depths that seemed to see straight through me, searched my face. "Are you sure? Once we join, the connection between us will only grow stronger."
"I'm sure," I nodded, surprising myself with how certain I felt. After years of feeling disconnected from Mike, even when we were physically intimate, the thought of a deeper connection was intoxicating.
Cyrus smiled, revealing those slightly pointed teeth that sent a thrill through me. He withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty and aching. Then he positioned himself between my legs, his violet cock glistening in the phosphorescent light.
"This may be intense," he warned, guiding the tip to my entrance. "If it becomes too much, tell me."
I nodded, my heart hammering in my chest as I felt the first ridge press against me. The natural lubrication made the initial penetration smooth, but as the first ridge slipped inside, Igasped at the sensation. It was unlike anything I'd felt before, a delicious stretch followed by a pop of pressure that sent waves of pleasure radiating through me.
"Oh fuck," I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders as he pushed deeper, each ridge creating that same incredible sensation. "That's... that'samazing."
Cyrus's eyes glowed brighter as he watched my reactions, his lips curled in a satisfied smile. "Your body welcomes me so easily," he murmured, pushing another ridge inside. "It knows that you and I are meant to be together like this."
I could only moan in response as he continued his slow, torturous entry. Each ridge sent new waves of pleasure washing over me, and the natural lubricant seemed to heighten every sensation. By the time he was fully seated inside me, his knot pressing against my entrance but not yet pushing in, I was trembling with need, my cock leaking against my stomach.
"Please," I gasped, my hands sliding down his back to where skin transitioned to scales. "I need you to fuck me."
Cyrus began to withdraw slowly, each ridge creating that same incredible sensation in reverse as they slipped out of me. Then he pushed back in, setting a rhythm that had me seeing stars.
"Your body feels incredible," he murmured, his voice taking on that musical quality that made my skin tingle. "So hot and tight around me."
I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling the cool smoothness of his scales against my calves. The contrast between his cool skin and the heat building inside me was intoxicating. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure radiating through my body, the ridges stimulating places inside me I didn't even know could feel pleasure.
"Sing for me," I whispered, suddenly desperate to hear his song again while he was inside me. "Please, Cyrus. Your song."
His eyes widened slightly, then crinkled with pleasure at my request. Without breaking his rhythm, he began to hum that same haunting melody from before. The effect was instantaneous and overwhelming. It was as if the song connected directly to where our bodies joined, amplifying every sensation tenfold.
