Wurm Story

    The two been arguing about how all of this started for a few years now, and Daniel was still adamant that it was all Jonny’s fault. See, Jonny McCormack decided he wants to host a party in our apartment just off campus. He does it to invite that Grizzly that’d been eyeing him up for a few days; among certain others he was fond of or interested in. Dan couldn’t bring himself to hate the man for his preferences in women. But Jonny McCormack had one hit of Halstaur milk and it just blew his fucking mind. Never did have any self-control. Parties like that just aren’t Dan’s scene, although Jonny practically begged him to stay. He liked to bring that part up the most, how Jonny could have prevented all of it if he’d just been listened to.
Daniel was adamant. Besides, he wasn’t alone in having admirers and didn’t feel like having to check his drinks for Manticore spines that evening. There were a lot of unspoken rules about attending an Integrated University. Most were for men, go figure. When a good 75% of the student body can throw you around like a rag doll things tend to get skewed pretty quickly. There were laws and security guards. But that doesn’t stop a Hellhound in the mood. In fact, Dan was pretty sure they see it as more of a challenge than anything else.
    See there was this Wurm he knew. Actually, it was rather more like ‘this Wurm that knew him. She had to sit at the back of the room in his History 262 lecture because of her body, even if she could coil herself up to a rather impressive degree. I sat at the front as a deliberate policy in most classes. Closest to the door, that didn’t stop Dan feeling her eyes on him. Or seeing her in the halls between lectures, always out of the corner of his eye. There was even that one time she tried to hide behind a garbage can. Poor thing, she was almost cute then.
    But the way this Wurm sometimes looked at him, like some kid on Halloween who had just found a giant bowl outside with the words take one out front on a note card, now that was trouble and Dan tried to keep his distance from her.
Nevertheless, It was a Saturday night with an Extraspecies-majority campus. Call him a gambling man but there he was. Single as the day he was born out on his way to the school library. Usually empty of any species really, and the rowdiest of the rowdy would be off with the Jonny McCormack’s of the campus culture. Those that remained would be the quiet polite type there to do anything but cause a scene. This was the rational he had used to some success the past year of school away from home. Daniel’s usual routine was to pick up a few books at random and retreat to a corner where he wouldn’t be bothered. And he didn’t see any reason to change that tonight.
The library was a big brick building that looked like it was from the 80s and held up on pillars so there was a massive empty space of gravel, cigarette butts, and wrappers of every kind strewn about under it. It was the toughest stretch of the journey because going up those stairs made you feel like a kid afraid of the dark going into the basement. Luckily the evening sky was bright and empty like only New England can make it so he didn’t need a flashlight. Still, he found himself taking them two at a time and giving the Anubis coming down opposite as much space as possible.
    Daniel did catch her smug smirk and roaming gaze out of the corner of his eye as she shifted her bag from one shoulder to the other, freeing up the arm closest to him. He was sure she was just having a bit of fun at his expense as she flexed her paw.
It was warmer outside than it was in there, but that’s just autumn in a financially troubled school for you. The library closes around 10 and it was around 6ish. He  didn’t have a plan for after that and it bothered him in a hazy kind of way. Daniel remembered the last party he’d gone to, where Mick had met that Dark Elf. Didn’t see him much anymore. He took the elevator to the 8th floor; the stairs were this concrete rectangle with poor lighting and thick fireproof doors at every exit that also muffled sound. Or so it seemed to him.
    Daniel got off it and was delighted to find the floor almost deserted. Low florescent lighting and that old dusty book smell were his companions now. Spiral staircases to the second floor were situated in the middle of the hallway but no one ever went up. It was a low dusty area that was only visited by those most devoted or desperate students.
    Apart from the occasional person scattered about. Lich here, a human there. The usual mix for a Saturday night. He managed to find a place to settle down and become eyebrow deep in a book about the Habsburgs. The next thing he knows is this warmth on the back of his neck. A tickling on his ear that is at once relaxing and has me on full alert. He jerks up, something connects with the back of his head and a tiny yelp is almost lost under a very loud fuck!
Daniel turns so fast that something in his neck cracks. There was no time to focus on any of that though because I’m staring into these warm spring green eyes, stretched wide in surprise.
    There was something bashful about the way they darted around but his attention was quickly drawn to the other parts of her face. Primarily, the massive clawed hand going up and his mind went from full alert to maximum overdrive as he blurt out pocket and realize he left the pepper spray back home. It was Miss Wurm, from History. He didn’t even know her name at that point but I bet she knew mine. He almost missed what she mumbled to Daniel, the words interspaced with a little giggle that didn’t quite fit
    “I want you.”
    “Sorry?”
    “I want you to tutor me, please.”
    Her tail shifts behind her and I’m struggling to keep it all in his field of vision as she backs up a little and draws herself up, most likely so I could get a better look. An otherworldly beauty from the chest up, perfectly proportioned to a degree that some human women died and came back to life to get. And from the chest down? Twitching shifting reptilian coils barely disguised by a navy blue skirt too short and too small to hide everything and a large black backpack that old and worn. She was mesmerizing.
    “I’m Suzie? We’re in the same class.” She said after he didn’t respond for a moment, but she did push her chest out a little farther.
    “I noticed.” He said, shaking his head to clear it.
    “Professor says I cant fail, and I know lots about you like how smart you are so I was wondering if I could get you to help me!” She said. Her voice had a curious rising-and-falling pattern and her expression changed from anxious to admiring in the blink of an eye. He was in a corner, literally and figuratively having chosen a seat at the far back of the room well off the beaten path. Could he really say ‘no’ to however many pounds of muscle and lust she was? There was nothing to do but consent.
    “Alright, pull up a chair.” He said politely. She was overjoyed and quickly came in closer. Too close and with a tiny squeal of suppressed joy. Her eyes weren’t on Daniel though; she was rooting around in her backpack for something with a concentrated look on her face. She drops a massive stack of papers in front of me alongside a thick made-for-Extraspecies pen and pencil with an eraser ground down to the nub. The paged were crumpled and covered in ink. Handwriting that’s only just legible, and it looked like she was trying to write down every word everyone said but didn’t have the time.
    “I’m not very smart.” She said, trying to keep a neutral face. Something about this struck a chord, and I resolved then to help her and brought her papers closer to rifle through them.
    “Well let’s see what we can do...”
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    “...And that’s the basics of it really, I’ve put down a few dates and names you absolutely should know and where you can find it in the textbook here.” He said, sliding her a sheet of paper. She eagerly took hold of the neat clean page. Daniel checked his phone for the time and realized how late it was. He silently cursed.
    “I am afraid I have to be going though.” He said, going to stand. But I couldn’t get up from the chair, and it only took him a second to figure out and another two to become worried.
    “Uhm, Suzie?”
    “Yea?”
    “Could you move your tail?” Sometime during the past hour it had made its way to his lap, climbing up his left leg to get there.
    “Why? It’s not hurting, it just does this sometimes.” He didn’t think he was being all that unreasonable and Suzie’s reply set the conversation back a minute.
    “I really do have to go.”
She looked ready to pout. Something quickly passed over her face and was gone in an instant.
    “Alright. I’ll be seeing you though?”
    “In class, yes.” Daniel said, not realizing how much colder it would be away from her.
    “Can I walk you home?” She asked.
    “I’ll be alright I think, it’s not far.” She smiled up at him. It was too calculated to be sweet and natural.
    “You’re right. It’s not far. No special plans for tonight?”
    “No, not particularly. It’ll just be me and my roommate. I mean, I’m not alone.”
    “Well I hope you enjoy tonight. It’s the last I can do after what you’ve done for me.”
    Daniel bid Suzie a good evening and promise to say hello to her in class, whenever that next is. His place was conveniently just down the street, never been happier about how close it was. Don’t think about it. Forced himself to be calm about it, and was warming to the task of helping Suzie quickly; finding she wasn’t that dumb. She asked good questions and she was kind and bashful in an endearing way. She was nice and He didn’t feel all the warning signs until after he’d gotten away from her.
 It was cold and dark the way New England gets in the autumn, that crisp air that fills your lungs no matter how fast you’re going. He heard something in around the plot of trees between the walkways next to me. It was just a stray cat wasn’t it? Ice crawled and slithered up his spine like some kind of wet snake. He told himself he  was hearing things, too many hours cooped up in that building with...with Suzie.
    Tearing down the sidewalk, was he found himself asking if really alone out there? It was too dark to see if there was anyone else. Just one person would be enough. But no, it was all making sense now. She knew about the party. Who doesn’t know about Jonny McCormack’s parties! She somehow knew he wouldn’t be there. She knew there was hardly a chance anyone would be on this route this late at night. He blasted around the corner. There was a huffing sound coming from behind him and was convinced if he looked back then that was it. Maybe she’d underestimated his speed and he could make it inside.
Daniel was inside the building. Didn’t dare stop at the elevator but all the way down to the stairs, eating them up two at a time. But he could hear the friction of something sliding across the carpet. There’s an unrestrained laugh from behind that coincide with the whimper he lets out. He can hear the music before he can see his room. There’re people in the halls now, but he doesn’t dare slow down and pushes this poor Dormouse off her feet in his haste to escape the mistake he made in going out that evening. Her friend shouts something and the side of his is covered in beer but he is not sorry about what he did.
They couldn’t go up stairs that well, something about not having the legs for it. Maybe I’d lost her; He’d loose her in the crowd. She wouldn’t do anything in a crowd. People are looking at me but it isn’t hard to grab a drink and move to blend in. Jonny finds me first.
    “There he is, the fucking renaissance man.” He calls out.
    “Jonny.” He gasps.
    “You don’t look too good kid.”
    “Woman troubles.” He say with a laugh more hysterical than humorous.
    “You know what they say! Can’t choose’em, can’t deny’em!” Jonny said with a wink. The Grizzly elbowed him. He stumbled far more than he should have, than he would have if he were sober.
    “Don’t be rude you brute!” She said, before giving him a sympathetic look and tugging on Jonny’s arm to lead him away and back into the throng of humans and Extraspecies. He goes to run a hand over the spill on the side of his wet shirt.
Another hand gets there first.
    “Found you.” The voice behind him whispers. He yelped and tried to jump out of her grip but the scaly hand pulled him back as claws tease his wrist.
    “I like it when you squirm,” she said as she bit down on his ear with a sigh, “its fun.” Her voice had lost that bashfulness, that rising and falling pulse and was like smooth decadence that teased.
    “Please let me go.” He tried. She began guiding me back through the crowd, no one seemed to notice. Who would notice? This was exactly the kind of crowd who wouldn’t see anything suspicious about the way she guided him back to his bedroom. How did she know where it was, he found himself wondering.
    “But I just got here.” She said playfully. Her tongue traced an experimental path down the side of his face and he shuddered.
    “Relax, you’ll be fine. You belong to me now and we’re in love.” She breathed excitedly. The music blared and the conversation all rolled into this one loud cacophony, we might as well have been utterly alone. And a moment later we were. The door, the door didn’t matter anymore. She pulled him onto the ground, unable to contain herself now that they were alone.
He was utterly immobile, wrapped up tightly by her tail. She raised herself up to slid the dress off, allowing him to see every inch of her perfectly molded porcelain skin. She began to kiss and nuzzle her nose against his. Tensing and relaxing her grip rhythmically, her tail playing with feet that were still sore from the run and somehow missing shoes. He tried to turn away as she experimentally nibbled.
    “None of that.” She said as she placed a clawed hand on his chin and pulled him in closer. She was patient; she knew exactly what to do and knew it was only a matter of time. With the other hand she worked his shirt off and began to feel away, simpering as she did. She did the same to his pants and underwear. The two were pressed tightly against one another, and he had largely stopped struggling.
“That’s okay, I’ll do all the work.” She said. His breath had increased, she reached down to fondle but he was already aroused.  He was blushing and she uncoiled herself from him just slightly so she could align their hips, bringing up one of his hands to her breast and allowing him to explore as she eased down onto his pole with a gasp. His eyes were locked firmly shut but she found his face adorable and placed her hands opposite his head on the ground where they lay.
    “That’s it, that’s it.” She cooed to him. He began to write with greater intensity and she took that as her queue to loosen her grip, let him come to her now. He pulled her close and began to explore on his own, grapping and pinching as she fucked him faster and faster.
She clamped down on him when he started to cum, taking him as deep as she could while she bit down on his shoulder to suppress her scream and he went over his limits. He was finished, and she was in a state of bliss she’d never been in before. She needed more, she wanted more. But he was obviously finished for the evening, no matter though. As she gently scooped him up and dragged him to his bed (their bed, she allowed herself to think for a moment) and placed him down under the covers before curling up on top of him for warmth.
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    Daniel woke up in his apartment, in his own bed with the sun soft and gently warming his face. The Wurm, Suzie was still there. That was new. Every so often she twitched and pulled him in closer, even though he couldn’t possibly be any closer than he was. It was comfortable. It wasn’t that bad. He looked down at her, a large puddle of drool having collected on his chest and a sudden surge of affection taking hold of him. He reached up and ran a hand through her hair. Her eyes jerked open and seemed to take the entire room in.
    “Can I stay?” She asked. This caught him off guard. None of the others had ever asked that, none of the others. His feelings were more complex than could be easily summarized, but it was early. He never was one for big deals in the morning.
    “Sure. It’s not that big a deal. It feels nice though, that squeezing thing you do with your tail. I like that.” He told her. A huge dopey grin spread out on her face as she constricted around him like a boa. Maybe it was just the times he lived in, but he wasn't too bothered by what had happened last night now that it had actually happened and was done with.
    “This is nice.” She said.
    “Maybe I’ll have to come back.”
     He snorts.
    “Call ahead next time.”
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	The two been arguing about how all of this started for a few years now, and Daniel was still adamant that it was all Jonny’s fault. See, Jonny McCormack decided he wants to host a party in our apartment just off campus. He does it to invite that Grizzly that’d been eyeing him up for a few days; among certain others he was fond of or interested in. Dan couldn’t bring himself to hate the man for his preferences in women. But Jonny McCormack had one hit of Halstaur milk and it just blew his fucking mind. Never did have any self-control. Parties like that just aren’t Dan’s scene, although Jonny practically begged him to stay. He liked to bring that part up the most, how Jonny could have prevented all of it if he’d just been listened to.
Daniel was adamant. Besides, he wasn’t alone in having admirers and didn’t feel like having to check his drinks for Manticore spines that evening. There were a lot of unspoken rules about attending an Integrated University. Most were for men, go figure. When a good 75% of the student body can throw you around like a rag doll things tend to get skewed pretty quickly. There were laws and security guards. But that doesn’t stop a Hellhound in the mood. In fact, Dan was pretty sure they see it as more of a challenge than anything else.
	See there was this Wurm he knew. Actually, it was rather more like ‘this Wurm that knew him. She had to sit at the back of the room in his History 262 lecture because of her body, even if she could coil herself up to a rather impressive degree. I sat at the front as a deliberate policy in most classes. Closest to the door, that didn’t stop Dan feeling her eyes on him. Or seeing her in the halls between lectures, always out of the corner of his eye. There was even that one time she tried to hide behind a garbage can. Poor thing, she was almost cute then.
	But the way this Wurm sometimes looked at him, like some kid on Halloween who had just found a giant bowl outside with the words take one out front on a note card, now that was trouble and Dan tried to keep his distance from her.
Nevertheless, It was a Saturday night with an Extraspecies-majority campus. Call him a gambling man but there he was. Single as the day he was born out on his way to the school library. Usually empty of any species really, and the rowdiest of the rowdy would be off with the Jonny McCormack’s of the campus culture. Those that remained would be the quiet polite type there to do anything but cause a scene. This was the rational he had used to some success the past year of school away from home. Daniel’s usual routine was to pick up a few books at random and retreat to a corner where he wouldn’t be bothered. And he didn’t see any reason to change that tonight.
The library was a big brick building that looked like it was from the 80s and held up on pillars so there was a massive empty space of gravel, cigarette butts, and wrappers of every kind strewn about under it. It was the toughest stretch of the journey because going up those stairs made you feel like a kid afraid of the dark going into the basement. Luckily the evening sky was bright and empty like only New England can make it so he didn’t need a flashlight. Still, he found himself taking them two at a time and giving the Anubis coming down opposite as much space as possible.
	Daniel did catch her smug smirk and roaming gaze out of the corner of his eye as she shifted her bag from one shoulder to the other, freeing up the arm closest to him. He was sure she was just having a bit of fun at his expense as she flexed her paw.
It was warmer outside than it was in there, but that’s just autumn in a financially troubled school for you. The library closes around 10 and it was around 6ish. He  didn’t have a plan for after that and it bothered him in a hazy kind of way. Daniel remembered the last party he’d gone to, where Mick had met that Dark Elf. Didn’t see him much anymore. He took the elevator to the 8th floor; the stairs were this concrete rectangle with poor lighting and thick fireproof doors at every exit that also muffled sound. Or so it seemed to him.
	Daniel got off it and was delighted to find the floor almost deserted. Low florescent lighting and that old dusty book smell were his companions now. Spiral staircases to the second floor were situated in the middle of the hallway but no one ever went up. It was a low dusty area that was only visited by those most devoted or desperate students.
	Apart from the occasional person scattered about. Lich here, a human there. The usual mix for a Saturday night. He managed to find a place to settle down and become eyebrow deep in a book about the Habsburgs. The next thing he knows is this warmth on the back of his neck. A tickling on his ear that is at once relaxing and has me on full alert. He jerks up, something connects with the back of his head and a tiny yelp is almost lost under a very loud fuck!
Daniel turns so fast that something in his neck cracks. There was no time to focus on any of that though because I’m staring into these warm spring green eyes, stretched wide in surprise.
	There was something bashful about the way they darted around but his attention was quickly drawn to the other parts of her face. Primarily, the massive clawed hand going up and his mind went from full alert to maximum overdrive as he blurt out pocket and realize he left the pepper spray back home. It was Miss Wurm, from History. He didn’t even know her name at that point but I bet she knew mine. He almost missed what she mumbled to Daniel, the words interspaced with a little giggle that didn’t quite fit
	“I want you.”
	“Sorry?”
	“I want you to tutor me, please.”
	Her tail shifts behind her and I’m struggling to keep it all in his field of vision as she backs up a little and draws herself up, most likely so I could get a better look. An otherworldly beauty from the chest up, perfectly proportioned to a degree that some human women died and came back to life to get. And from the chest down? Twitching shifting reptilian coils barely disguised by a navy blue skirt too short and too small to hide everything and a large black backpack that old and worn. She was mesmerizing.
	“I’m Suzie? We’re in the same class.” She said after he didn’t respond for a moment, but she did push her chest out a little farther.
	“I noticed.” He said, shaking his head to clear it.
	“Professor says I cant fail, and I know lots about you like how smart you are so I was wondering if I could get you to help me!” She said. Her voice had a curious rising-and-falling pattern and her expression changed from anxious to admiring in the blink of an eye. He was in a corner, literally and figuratively having chosen a seat at the far back of the room well off the beaten path. Could he really say ‘no’ to however many pounds of muscle and lust she was? There was nothing to do but consent.
	“Alright, pull up a chair.” He said politely. She was overjoyed and quickly came in closer. Too close and with a tiny squeal of suppressed joy. Her eyes weren’t on Daniel though; she was rooting around in her backpack for something with a concentrated look on her face. She drops a massive stack of papers in front of me alongside a thick made-for-Extraspecies pen and pencil with an eraser ground down to the nub. The paged were crumpled and covered in ink. Handwriting that’s only just legible, and it looked like she was trying to write down every word everyone said but didn’t have the time.
	“I’m not very smart.” She said, trying to keep a neutral face. Something about this struck a chord, and I resolved then to help her and brought her papers closer to rifle through them.
	“Well let’s see what we can do...”
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	“...And that’s the basics of it really, I’ve put down a few dates and names you absolutely should know and where you can find it in the textbook here.” He said, sliding her a sheet of paper. She eagerly took hold of the neat clean page. Daniel checked his phone for the time and realized how late it was. He silently cursed.
	“I am afraid I have to be going though.” He said, going to stand. But I couldn’t get up from the chair, and it only took him a second to figure out and another two to become worried.
	“Uhm, Suzie?”
	“Yea?”
	“Could you move your tail?” Sometime during the past hour it had made its way to his lap, climbing up his left leg to get there.
	“Why? It’s not hurting, it just does this sometimes.” He didn’t think he was being all that unreasonable and Suzie’s reply set the conversation back a minute.
	“I really do have to go.”
She looked ready to pout. Something quickly passed over her face and was gone in an instant.
	“Alright. I’ll be seeing you though?”
	“In class, yes.” Daniel said, not realizing how much colder it would be away from her.
	“Can I walk you home?” She asked.
	“I’ll be alright I think, it’s not far.” She smiled up at him. It was too calculated to be sweet and natural.
	“You’re right. It’s not far. No special plans for tonight?”
	“No, not particularly. It’ll just be me and my roommate. I mean, I’m not alone.”
	“Well I hope you enjoy tonight. It’s the last I can do after what you’ve done for me.”
	Daniel bid Suzie a good evening and promise to say hello to her in class, whenever that next is. His place was conveniently just down the street, never been happier about how close it was. Don’t think about it. Forced himself to be calm about it, and was warming to the task of helping Suzie quickly; finding she wasn’t that dumb. She asked good questions and she was kind and bashful in an endearing way. She was nice and He didn’t feel all the warning signs until after he’d gotten away from her.
 It was cold and dark the way New England gets in the autumn, that crisp air that fills your lungs no matter how fast you’re going. He heard something in around the plot of trees between the walkways next to me. It was just a stray cat wasn’t it? Ice crawled and slithered up his spine like some kind of wet snake. He told himself he  was hearing things, too many hours cooped up in that building with...with Suzie.
	Tearing down the sidewalk, was he found himself asking if really alone out there? It was too dark to see if there was anyone else. Just one person would be enough. But no, it was all making sense now. She knew about the party. Who doesn’t know about Jonny McCormack’s parties! She somehow knew he wouldn’t be there. She knew there was hardly a chance anyone would be on this route this late at night. He blasted around the corner. There was a huffing sound coming from behind him and was convinced if he looked back then that was it. Maybe she’d underestimated his speed and he could make it inside.
Daniel was inside the building. Didn’t dare stop at the elevator but all the way down to the stairs, eating them up two at a time. But he could hear the friction of something sliding across the carpet. There’s an unrestrained laugh from behind that coincide with the whimper he lets out. He can hear the music before he can see his room. There’re people in the halls now, but he doesn’t dare slow down and pushes this poor Dormouse off her feet in his haste to escape the mistake he made in going out that evening. Her friend shouts something and the side of his is covered in beer but he is not sorry about what he did.
They couldn’t go up stairs that well, something about not having the legs for it. Maybe I’d lost her; He’d loose her in the crowd. She wouldn’t do anything in a crowd. People are looking at me but it isn’t hard to grab a drink and move to blend in. Jonny finds me first.
	“There he is, the fucking renaissance man.” He calls out.
	“Jonny.” He gasps.
	“You don’t look too good kid.”
	“Woman troubles.” He say with a laugh more hysterical than humorous.
	“You know what they say! Can’t choose’em, can’t deny’em!” Jonny said with a wink. The Grizzly elbowed him. He stumbled far more than he should have, than he would have if he were sober.
	“Don’t be rude you brute!” She said, before giving him a sympathetic look and tugging on Jonny’s arm to lead him away and back into the throng of humans and Extraspecies. He goes to run a hand over the spill on the side of his wet shirt.
Another hand gets there first.
	“Found you.” The voice behind him whispers. He yelped and tried to jump out of her grip but the scaly hand pulled him back as claws tease his wrist.
	“I like it when you squirm,” she said as she bit down on his ear with a sigh, “its fun.” Her voice had lost that bashfulness, that rising and falling pulse and was like smooth decadence that teased.
	“Please let me go.” He tried. She began guiding me back through the crowd, no one seemed to notice. Who would notice? This was exactly the kind of crowd who wouldn’t see anything suspicious about the way she guided him back to his bedroom. How did she know where it was, he found himself wondering.
	“But I just got here.” She said playfully. Her tongue traced an experimental path down the side of his face and he shuddered.
	“Relax, you’ll be fine. You belong to me now and we’re in love.” She breathed excitedly. The music blared and the conversation all rolled into this one loud cacophony, we might as well have been utterly alone. And a moment later we were. The door, the door didn’t matter anymore. She pulled him onto the ground, unable to contain herself now that they were alone.
He was utterly immobile, wrapped up tightly by her tail. She raised herself up to slid the dress off, allowing him to see every inch of her perfectly molded porcelain skin. She began to kiss and nuzzle her nose against his. Tensing and relaxing her grip rhythmically, her tail playing with feet that were still sore from the run and somehow missing shoes. He tried to turn away as she experimentally nibbled.
	“None of that.” She said as she placed a clawed hand on his chin and pulled him in closer. She was patient; she knew exactly what to do and knew it was only a matter of time. With the other hand she worked his shirt off and began to feel away, simpering as she did. She did the same to his pants and underwear. The two were pressed tightly against one another, and he had largely stopped struggling.
“That’s okay, I’ll do all the work.” She said. His breath had increased, she reached down to fondle but he was already aroused.  He was blushing and she uncoiled herself from him just slightly so she could align their hips, bringing up one of his hands to her breast and allowing him to explore as she eased down onto his pole with a gasp. His eyes were locked firmly shut but she found his face adorable and placed her hands opposite his head on the ground where they lay.
	“That’s it, that’s it.” She cooed to him. He began to write with greater intensity and she took that as her queue to loosen her grip, let him come to her now. He pulled her close and began to explore on his own, grapping and pinching as she fucked him faster and faster.
She clamped down on him when he started to cum, taking him as deep as she could while she bit down on his shoulder to suppress her scream and he went over his limits. He was finished, and she was in a state of bliss she’d never been in before. She needed more, she wanted more. But he was obviously finished for the evening, no matter though. As she gently scooped him up and dragged him to his bed (their bed, she allowed herself to think for a moment) and placed him down under the covers before curling up on top of him for warmth.
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	Daniel woke up in his apartment, in his own bed with the sun soft and gently warming his face. The Wurm, Suzie was still there. That was new. Every so often she twitched and pulled him in closer, even though he couldn’t possibly be any closer than he was. It was comfortable. It wasn’t that bad. He looked down at her, a large puddle of drool having collected on his chest and a sudden surge of affection taking hold of him. He reached up and ran a hand through her hair. Her eyes jerked open and seemed to take the entire room in.
	“Can I stay?” She asked. This caught him off guard. None of the others had ever asked that, none of the others. His feelings were more complex than could be easily summarized, but it was early. He never was one for big deals in the morning.
	“Sure. It’s not that big a deal. It feels nice though, that squeezing thing you do with your tail. I like that.” He told her. A huge dopey grin spread out on her face as she constricted around him like a boa. Maybe it was just the times he lived in, but he wasn't too bothered by what had happened last night now that it had actually happened and was done with.
	“This is nice.” She said.
	“Maybe I’ll have to come back.”
	 He snorts.
	“Call ahead next time.”