"What are you doing?" "Washing your schlong, silly," she said with a laugh."What are you doing?" "Washing your schlong, silly," she said with a laugh. Her hands lingered there, and then she said, "It feels big. I'm amazed it fit." He turned around; she had the good sense to release his cock as he did so. He put his hands on her shoulders and said, "It did." She looked up him; her eyes were wet and smiling. "I know. I'm glad it did. Was I being pushy, wanting you as much as I do?" "Honestly?" he asked. "Yes." "Yeah, you were being a little pushy. But so far you've been polite about it." "Politely pushy?" she asked, smiling. "Sort of," he responded. His hands slid down her chest and encircled her nipples. She had very small breasts, but they were pleasant to caress nonetheless. She broke out in giggles. "You're ticklish everywhere!" "Stop it, buster." He stopped, but the smile on his face would not go away. "I've never had a really ticklish friend before, especially not one I could spend the night with." "Don't you even think about it." "Or what?" "Or... I don't know. Let me think about it." "You could always give me a hickey." "What's a hickey?" "Oh... Okay, a hickey is a bruise caused by sucking; usually you see them on people's necks." "Oh," she said, "Making out?" "Something like that. Except I don't think your mouth could give me one." She smiled and said, "I could always try," running a finger along the underside of her muzzle. "But I don't think I'd want to leave a mark your mother would complain about." Nickolai nodded. "I'm going to wash my hair." "Let me?" "But you're shorter than I am," he pointed out. "So, get down on your knees and make my life easy," she said, laughing. He knelt down, and she applied the soap to his head. He closed his eyes, very aware that her breasts were right in front of his face as she massaged his scalp. |