Her hair was spread across his lap, silver strands a stark contrast against the black material that coated his legs. Lezard reached down, getting a handful of hair, sifting the strands through his fingers. Lenneth tensed at his touch, tilting her head upwards to stare nervously into his eyes. His smile didn't reassure her, hand petting the top of her head as Lezard eased back against the headboard, his body cushioned by pillows.

"Lenneth..." A husky whisper of her name, a deep sigh from him as Lezard made himself comfortable. Lenneth continued to stare uncertainly at him, watching as his eyes darkened with desire behind the panes of his glasses.

She didn't seem to know what he wanted, eyes large and confused, staring up at him from her position between his legs. Lenneth's body was stretched out on the bed, the Valkyrie laying on her stomach, snuggled between his spread legs. Lezard let go of her hair, dropping his hand to rest against his covered crotch. It was already bulging with excitement, the man eager, almost impatient for what was about to happen between them.

He saw her glance at his hand, a frown on her lips as he began to undo the laces on his front. Bit by bit, the strings were untied, and then he was pulling open his fly, sliding his hand down the front of his pants. Lenneth started to jerk away at the sight of him, attempting to sit up as Lezard let go of himself, only to reach forward and catch at her hand.

"No don't be frighten my pet..." Lezard purred to her, starting to grin. "We're just going to try something different...."

"Different?" She questioned, arm tensing up, the Valkyrie attempting to pull free of his grip.

Lezard could feel his grin widening, pulling the reluctant girl back down onto the bed. He could see she didn't understand, frown deepening as she found herself face to face with his cock. She seemed truly innocent in this regard, unknowing of his intent, and Lezard relished the thought of furthering Lenneth's education.

"It will allow you a chance to rest..." Lezard explained. "It's a way for us to be together without tiring out your body." Still her expression didn't change, worry in her eyes as she considered his words.

He was bringing her hand forward, placing it on his length. He twitched at the contact of her hand on him, gently urging her fingers to close around the base of his shaft. Lenneth was glancing back and forth from his face to his dick, he could feel her trying to pull her hand away, and he groaned as the slight squeezing pressure she exerted accidentally. That sound caused her to freeze, eyes widening even further.

"No, you didn't hurt me...." Lezard was quick to assure her. "Quite the opposite in fact." He said this with a smile, still forcing her hand to stay wrapped around him. "In fact....I want you to move your hand...slowly upwards..." He released his hold on her, trusting Lenneth to stay gripping him.

"What...?" Her hand stayed still, Lenneth looking doubtfully at him.

"Do it Lenneth..." An order this time, a hint of menace to his voice. She responded to that tone of his, hand hesitantly sliding upwards, palm a warm presence against his skin. He sighed happily, and spoke again. "Now go down....that's it..." Her slow, hesitant stroking was starting to take effect, making him lengthen, grow hard in her hot little hand.

"Do you feel that Lenneth?" Lezard asked teasingly. "You're doing this to me...making me grow like that." It was the wrong thing to say, it caused her to still, a look of horror on her pretty face as she stared at her hand. "It's the culmination of my desire for you..." He added, hoping to impress her. Still no reaction from Lenneth, and he frowned. "I didn't say you could stop!"

She flushed guiltily, a slight cringe to her movements, but she resumed stroking her hand up and down his throbbing length. The Valkyrie avoided his eyes, staring fixated on the task he had appointed her with. Lezard briefly spared a thought towards what she was thinking, wondering if Lenneth liked touching him, but mostly he just concentrated on the feel of her hand.

Warm, and slightly slick with nervous sweat, her touch was a light gripping pressure, timid in nature. But then Lenneth was starting to move faster, her touch more confident, sure strokes that caressed and teased him. Lezard stifled a groan, arching into her hand, trying not to wiggle his hips. "Lenneth..." She glanced up at her name, still moving her hand, locking eyes with him. He practically purred out his next command, urging her to taste him. "I want you to touch just the tip of your tongue to me..." His hand was in her hair, easing her face lower, even as she hesitated.

"Of course..." Lezard said slyly, looking at her through lowered eyelids. "If you don't want to...we can do something...else..." That something was heavy between them, and Lezard knew that Lenneth got his meaning fully. Her face seemed to pale, and she vigorously shook her head no, the silk of her hair falling forward to brush against his dick, cool and teasing. It made him sigh, Lezard biting back a delighted shiver.

"Then...will you cooperate?" Lezard asked, breath seeming to catch as he watched the decision play across her face. Lenneth briefly closed her eyes, parting her lips slowly, just the tip of her tongue coming out. He could feel the nervous tremor in her hand, it shook as it gripped him, but she brought her face closer. This time he didn't bother to hide his satisfaction, letting a moan slip free as he felt her very wet tongue licked across the tip of him.

It was just a quick swipe, lasting not even a second, and he frowned. "Longer this time...I want you to kiss me..."

"Kiss?" She seemed startled, and he nudged the tip of him forward, brushing against her lips.

"Yes kiss." Lezard said insistently. More hesitation from Lenneth, her eyes tightly closed as she puckered her lips around the head of his cock. "That's a good girl..." He crooned, fingers massaging the side of her head. "Now use your tongue..." It flickered out, licking across his crown, Lenneth making a face as she tasted the fluid that leaked out of him.

"Now lick downwards..." He instructed. "Don't be so shy..." Her hand was cradling him, holding him up as she slowly licked her way downwards, tongue tracing a vein. Lezard stared fascinated at Lenneth, watching her pink tongue lave attention on his dick. She licked him slowly and carefully, as though fearing she would somehow mess up. Lezard smiled at her, soft moans of appreciation coming from him.

Her tongue made it's way back up to the top, swirling over the tip, spreading more of his pre cum. "Lenneth!" Her name came out a distorted groan, but she paused, staring up at him. Lezard licked his lips, considering his next words. "Now I want you to take me inside..."

"Inside?" Her frown deepened, eyes flashing with apprehension.

"Past your lips." clarifed Lezard. He mimicked opening his mouth wide, showing her what to do. Her cheeks turned redder yet, and she looked away from his piercing gaze, staring down at his cock.

"No." Lenneth said it firmly, raising her eyes to meet his boldly.

Lezard frowned, not liking her sudden defiance. "Yes."

"I won't do it." Lenneth retorted, even as his fingers turned gripping in her hair, digging into her scalp.

"Yes you will." He told her, hearing her let out a cry as her yanked cruelly on her hair. "Don't defy me on this Lenneth. You won't like the outcome of your actions." The threat seemed to work, with a snarl she was lowering her mouth towards his dick, lips opening to make room for his width. Lezard let out a pleasured hiss, feeling her wet

warmth envelope the head of his dick. It wasn't as good as her body, but it was good enough, making him toss back his head against the pillows.

"Ooooh yes Lenneth, yes..." He purred, feeling her take in more of him, her tongue brushing against the underside of his shaft. "Now bob your head up and down..." He whispered, hands guiding her in the rhythm he demanded. She made a choking sound, lips wrapped around the middle of his length, hands gripping his thighs, trying to pull her head away.

It was a small battle between them, but inch by inch more of him disappeared into her mouth, only to reappear seconds later. Lezard panted, feeling as though he was melting, all the bones in his body turning to liquid under the feel of her mouth bobbing up and down his length. He raised his hips, arching into her mouth, almost thrusting past her teeth, moaning all the while.

He lost track of time, oblivious to everything but the feel of her mouth moving up and down, spreading wetness along his length, enveloping him in warm velvet. He could feel his body tensing up, getting ready to release, and tried to warn her. But the closest he got is to call out her name, yelling out, "Lenneth I'm about to...?!" And then he is coming, roaring out her name, fingers holding her head still on him as he shoots into her mouth. She makes a sound of disgust deep in her throat, almost choking in response to his orgasm, even as he sighs and flops down against the mattress, a satisfied smile on his lips.

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To Be Continued....

Michelle