"Just to help, right? We'll... touch, but won't go all the way?", Waylon asked as she nodded. "Yeah... just... save that special moment when we get out of here... like the moment we're back home; I want to practically be dragged into your bedroom...", Poppy gave a sly grin as he blushed. Was she always this... extra or is that just a bit of a new phase of her now that she had grown?
Waylon exhaled as he whispered huskily, "I can't promise about my Croc instincts, but for you...I'd do anything for you...", and Poppy smiled, "Good...Now, take off those really uncomfortable clothes...We can't afford to anger Ranbir again by stalling this too long.".
Waylon nodded and took her in his arms as he kissed her again, making her moan and gasp at his tongue dominating in her mouth, tongue dancing with him, setting her on the edge of the mattress on the strong slab, his clawed hands gently yet passionately cutting off the shreds of her shoes, socks, pants, bra, and then underwear.
As they panted after their second passionate kiss, Waylon growled and purred, "So beautiful...I wish I would have all the time to gaze upon you, as you are practically my angel, but I can still make you blush and compliment you...", as he swept his eyes over her in desire and awe.
Poppy blushed, somehow feeling comfortable and safe, exposing every single part of her, seeing her beloved boyfriend look at her like she's the only thing in his world, "Taste me first from my neck, Wally. Compliment me when you can...Not too fast, but not too slow..", praying that this is curbing Ranbir's patience...He can't be stupid to realize that she can't be pushed or rushed, considering that this is the first time she is ever naked in front of Waylon, and sure, her leotard and one-piece swimsuit only showed her shoulders and legs, but this...she knew Waylon can't fight his animalistic passion, and if it's mixing with his gentlemanly compassion, she's fine, and she trusts him with her heart.
"Of course...", Waylon said as he started to get to work, running his fingers along her body and gently caressing her while making sure that his claws didn't nick anything.
Poppy gasped, exposing her neck as Waylon's lips touched her skin, moaning as he tasted her, whispering, "So strong yet so soft...Gymnastics certainly paid off...", unknowing that thanks to her gamma genes reactivating, her skin is still humanlike soft yet mostly impregnatable, since she isn't all hulked out, but aroused and strong all the same.
Poppy breathed softly, moaning, "Don't stop...", her hands grasping the edge of the mattress and sheets, "Keep going lower...", pleasurable waves running through her as the touch of his lips and his clawed fingers set her into a feeling of ecstasy, a whole new sensation she dreamed of having yet was willing to wait for years, yet it changed in one half day, even the night, as her heat rose.
"Are you sure?", Waylon asked her. "I can't be as good to do that as I am right now... what with the claws...", he admitted as she moaned. "You don't have to go crazy... just use the palm of your hand... that'll be fine for now...", Poppy bit her lip.
Waylon nodded before he then moved in closer, his clawed hands caressing lower, with his lips tasting her shoulder, as she moaned and groaned, "Yes...That's it...".
Waylon moved lower as Poppy gasped and then moaned, looking down at him kissing the border of her breast, "More...", and Waylon moved closer to her breast, kissing and licking as she gasped out in pleasure, "Yes!".
This spurred him to caress and squeeze her back and her ass as she cried out in pleasure, "Oh, right there!", as his Croc instincts made him to embrace her deeper, smelling her heat which is rising even powerful, and he growled, unintentionally drawing his claws down her back and squeeze her ass harder, yet Poppy cried out even louder in pleasure, not pain, "Wally, oh, god! That feels so good!".
Waylon was stunned, huskily replying as he glanced up at Poppy's face, "You aren't hurt?", and Poppy shook her head, "No...It's not painful, it's like pleasurable more...I think Mama helped out too in making my skin able to stand your claws and your teeth...Now, don't stop, take my breast in your mouth, keep squeezing my ass and scratch my back like that again! I think...I think I might come for the first time!".
"Wow, you are so wild, Poppy...", Waylon admitted before he moved to take one of her breasts and started to suck on her nipple, causing her to give a loud cry of pleasure. She had practically been waiting for this sort of experience for a time, and she was going to enjoy every moment of it to the fullest.
"Yes, Wally!", Poppy pleaded in pleasure, taking off her hands from the sheets to rub over his head and back, as Waylon kept going at pleasuring her breast with his mouth while squeezing her ass and scratching her back with his hands/claws for the next several minutes.
And before she knew it, she yelled out in pleasure as she came for the first time, waves of pleasure leading her to the most amazing orgasm she got for her first time, "Wally!".
The smell of her orgasm and in high heat spurred Waylon's Croc instincts into overdrive, roaring at him to take off the so much uncomfortable pants and boxers, and he barely stopped himself from ripping his boxers off as he took off his pants, and moved into the bed, pinning and shuffling Poppy back on the mattress, panting as Poppy stared at him in both worry and surprise, "Wally?".
He shakily, huskily rasped out, "I...Please help me...I...I can't hold back much longer...I don't want to hurt you...My instincts are roaring at me to claim you right there and now...", with desperation and fear.
Poppy narrowed her eyes, "I see...Well, it's time to tell them to hold off...Turn and lay back, now.", and Waylon obeyed her, hearing the alpha tone in her voice, just like Martha and Kel altogether, realizing that his female is dominating over him, leaving her, turning over to lay back before Poppy who got up into her knees, pretending out loud to fool Ranbir and the rest of others on vocal, "Let's see how you fit inside me...", her hands trembling slightly yet still stoic as she grasped the boxer lining, and with a deep breath, took it off, freeing the glory of his Croc form, while Waylon is realizing that Poppy is just going to pleasure him in her mouth orally, to fool the listeners that it was her vagina he's going in, when it's actually her mouth, loving her brilliant mind to think fast.
"Oh... Poppy...", Waylon moaned as she had a smile on her face, or at least the best she could do while taking his rod into her mouth. Of course, she certainly wanted to have a bit more fun on her end as well so, with great dexterity, quickly moved her body to the point where she was able to rotate a full 180 while on top of him to make sure that he was face to face with her vagina. Waylon barely waited a moment before his tongue reached out to lick her gushing womanhood.
Poppy gasped and moaned in pleasure while using her tongue and her mouth to go up and down his rod which is way thicker, longer and hotter than a human one, realizing that Waylon is truly so bent up, wishing she had more time to admire it, but she needed to help Waylon first...She is delighted at least to experience seeing it up so close and now having it in her own control of her mouth.
Waylon replied, moaning, "You're so warm and perfect...My beautiful angel, you're amazing...Want more?", licking her gushing womanhood as Poppy replied, "Yes...Yes, please, Wally...Stretch me out with your fingers while you keep that hot big boy going back and forth to make me come again if you can.", keeping up the act for the listeners.
"You dirty girl!", Waylon laughed as she chuckled. "Just some pent-up feelings... I'll sweet talk you another time, just don't fucking stop!", Poppy cried out in pleasure as he kept going.
Poppy intentionally made sure she went slow on his rod, knowing that he can't come yet, as she moaned and gasped in pleasure, with Waylon moaning and grunting in pleasure for several minutes, pleasuring her.
Before she knew it, she cried out in pleasure as she came once again, gushing her juices again into Waylon's mouth, "Wally!", and after panting heavily, Waylon and Poppy on the side, over her shoulder and her ass, locked eyes, and nodded to each other as Poppy replied, "Oh, god, that was amazing...Who knew your claws could make this so good? I love you, Wally...".
Waylon replied, "I love you too, Poppy...Want to wait a bit? Okay...", and waited a few minutes before keeping up the act, "You ready, Poppy? I have to warn you that it's going to feel really weird and well, I'm obviously big as you can see...", and Poppy took her turn to act, "I'm a bit nervous, but I trust you...", before giving out a deep exhale, "Yes, I'm ready...You can come in now...I'll let you know when you're there...at the wall...".
"Okay then...", Waylon took a deep breath before Poppy gave out a loud scream after a moment. It freaked Waylon out for half a second before his head quickly remembered that it was for the act. She was a damn good actress as he learned.
"Poppy... you okay?", Waylon asked while feigning concern. "Yeah... it... it just hurts... give me a few...", Poppy said aloud.
Waylon replied, "Okay...", waiting a few minutes before Poppy said, "I'm alright...Keep going...", as he got the hint, moving to use his fingers and claws to slowly enter Poppy's womanhood.
Poppy moaned out loud in pleasure, resuming her work on his rod with her tongue and mouth as Waylon groaned and made some grunting sounds, "So tight...so wet for me...You are mine, Poppy.", as he watched his fingers and claws with awe as they pumped and fondled within Poppy's wet, tight base of her womanhood, seeing her walls squeeze and all.
"Yes...Oh...Wally...Don't stop..", Poppy pretended to plead with cries of pleasure while going back and forth with her teeth and tongue faster, causing Waylon to groan louder, while keeping his focus on pleasuring his amazing girlfriend, his female, feeling his rod getting so close to come.
For the next several minutes, it continued before Poppy pretended to shout in pleasure, "Yes, Wally, right there! I'm damn close to coming! Please tell me that you are close!", enveloping his rod in her mouth, deep throating it back and forth, feeling the pulsing of it, realizing that it's going to release all his load into her throat and all soon.
"Poppy... I'm... I'm about to...", Waylon groaned as he was feeling himself on the verge of releasing before he gave out a loud cry of pleasure as the dam finally broke for him and he quickly filled her mouth up with his semen.
Poppy gulped quickly of each load, and a moment later, she cried out loudly in pleasure as she came for the third time, wetting his hand, and they panted heavily as Poppy licked the last few spurts of semen before getting off, and then turned around to collapse into Waylon's side and his arm while he licked and cleaned his hand.
Waylon replied, "How was that, my beautiful angel?", with a wry, yet loving smile, keeping up the act a bit longer, and she replied, "Astounding...Who knew you had some serious load in that big boy of yours?".
Waylon laughed warmly, "Glad to hear it, and just me, I'm afraid...through Bruce probably had some idea since I am so active during fighting and of course, my appetite at meals too.", kissing her all over her face, and then her lips, tasting his essence barely.
Poppy chuckled, "Fair enough...I'm so sore and exhausted...I didn't know I was able to come quite a few times...Looks like my active gymnastics helped out too...", smiling. Waylon hummed with a purr, "Sure did...So perfect from your head to your toes...", as Poppy pretended to yawn.
The intercom crackled again, "Good job, lovebirds. For your reward, you will stay with each other for the rest of the night as I am sure you missed your snuggles and those lovey-dovey chats. I and my men will not check on you, you are on radio silence and camera dark, but remember, we still got night-vision thermal which I am turning on right now...Sleep tight, lovebirds.", before the intercom cut off, with the window of the moonlight closing down to a slit, and a blanket appearing from the slab in a whoosh before Waylon grabbed it and covered themselves, as the night would be cold either way, even if they are warm inside from the early winter atmosphere out there.
Poppy then heaved a deep breath of relief, "Oh, thank god! I don't know how Mom does this...", with a groan, and Waylon chuckled, nuzzling her forehead, "You certainly did a great job...I almost believed it at times...especially when you did that scream...".
"Thank you, Wally...Good thing that in all of this, our family didn't hear us, to assume and misunderstand...", Poppy sighed as she traced his bare chest, yawning for real this time.
Waylon smiled, "Yeah...Sleep, I really missed this...", wrapping his other arm around her as she snuggled, smiling as she closed her eyes, and for once, Waylon, since the kidnapping, is having a restful night as he joined her into sleep.
A couple of hours later, an enraged shout from the astral form of Kel woke them up, "Penelope Kel Wayne, Waylon Jones, I searched all over the temple for you, tracked that damn faint trail that faded all afternoon after you were taken, and now you hurt my little girl!", not noticing yet that her and Martha and Thomas's daughter isn't a little girl, barely into her teenagers, but a practically grown up mature woman. Her astral form isn't gratefully picked up by night vision thermal vision as she isn't exactly living.
Practically the fear of God struck Waylon right that instant as he woke up and quickly tried to cover himself while Poppy was scrambling herself to find just about anything to cover herself.
"He didn't, Mama! I swear! Just wait a second!", Poppy quickly shouted to hopefully stop Kel from straight up strangling Waylon right then and there.
Kel widened her eyes as she paused, hearing the change of voice, and she exhaled, seeing her daughter almost as tall as Martha, practically all grown up, and she spoke, "P-Poppy? Is that you?", barely managing to ignore that her daughter is naked, barely covered by the blanket over her and Waylon, with Waylon protecting Poppy almost yet as he's afraid and frozen of Kel's fury.
"Yeah...", Poppy sighed. "It's me... I... I grew up...", she said, thinking that was probably the quickest and easiest way to explain things. "Probably a genetic side effect of the gamma treatment. I fell asleep earlier as I was before... then I wake up and I aged a good few years, as I am now 17...".
Waylon replied, "Going through the first round of puberty the last days must have triggered the side effect...", and Kel glared at him as he went silent, cowering before Kel's alpha dominance, as he's still in Croc form, stuck for a while longer.
"I wasn't damn fooled by the arousal scent coming off you all those nights when I visited you in the cell, Waylon Jones. My sense of smell never fails me. You should have told me that you can't hold on into those Croc instincts, and now you're in bed with my daughter! My daughter, when you knew she wasn't ready!", Kel snapped angrily.
"Shut up, Mama, and listen, please!", Poppy shouted, and Kel stepped back slightly at the volume of her daughter's voice, and Poppy took a deep breath, "I wasn't ready, at first, yes, but that was when I was younger before the change, and then after that...I was ready, but we didn't do it all the way, I swear, I promise...It isn't Wally's fault or mine...Those...that Ranbir...he forced us like...like some fucked up experiment...", with a sob as Waylon caressed her hair, kissing her head gently, looking at Kel, "I listened to her the whole time as best as I could, even if it was killing me to claim her, and yes, it's really in my instincts so badly, but we acted like we did it for Ranbir...because I love her, and this...this isn't exactly the best place to have that perfect, long-awaited first time...If Ranbir is...is to be insistent the next two days, if I counted right, with Halloween after the next two days, I...I promise I'll try to hold on...I...we didn't want to make all of you upset, and we didn't plan for this...I don't know if he will notice our acting sooner or later, but I...I don't want to hurt Poppy before we actually plan for it...I'm sorry, I'm not making any sense, am I?".