Uncaged [Sequel to Forever Caged]

Shinda squinted one eye at Lesara. "If you wanted sex ya shoulda jus' said." He grinned and kicked off his shoes, then placed his hands on Lesara's shoulders. "I'll have you know I prefer being on top." He gave the naga a sly grin, then leaned forward to flick the tip of his tongue over a long pointed ear.

Lesara blushed. "You're going to have to fight for it," he said, whipping Shinda off him. He grabbed a handful of the man's shirt and yanked, smirking as cloth tore.

Shinda landed on the mattress with an "Oof!" and frowned. "Better not make a habit out of tearing my clothes." He gave Lesara his best shit-eating grin, then wrapped his legs around the naga's waist and pulled down.

Lesara let himself be pulled, and rested his upper body on Shinda's. "Why? It's fun ripping your clothes off." He gave the shirt another tug to prove his point. His tongue snaked behind Shinda's ear, teasing gently. "Besides, I'll bet you like being handled roughly."

Shinda gasped and turned his head, silver eyes sliding to gaze up at Lesara. "True, but I didn't bring my entire wardrobe along for the trip. How about you, do you like it rough?" He smiled, hands sliding again to the naga's shoulders and lightly raking down with his short nails.

Lesara let out a faint hiss. "I might." He nibbled Shinda's earlobe while his hands explored the man's broad chest. He then slid them up Shinda's neck, then through his hair, cradling his head in his palms.

Shinda slid his hands to Lesara's back, massaging as they traveled down. "Mm. As in you don't know?"

Lesara shrugged again. "You'll have to find out." His tail tip slid up Shinda's leg, looking for some purchase. It found his pocket and tugged.

Shinda's eyes narrowed in excitement. He dug his nails in and scratched across Lesara's lower back, legs tightening around his waist before pulling himself up to bite down on Lesara's neck.

Lesara arched and bucked in surprise. His tail yanked at Shinda's pocket, mad that the pants didn't give. Lesara's ears flattened back, and he glared at Shinda. "Take them off," he demanded, pointing at Shinda's pants.

Shinda laughed and put his arms behind him to support his weight. After a moment of thought, he slid to sit up and unfasten his pants. He pushed them off and tossed them off the bed, then gazed up at Lesara. "Happy now?"

"Almost." Lesara grabbed Shinda's shirt, then yanked it off. "There, much better." He stood back and let his eyes wander around the curves and angles of Shinda's body, smiling in approval. He bent down, then flicked his tongue over a nipple lightly. "How delicate are you?"

Shinda smiled seductively, positioning his hard muscled body to be just a little more alluring while the naga admired. He purred, and placed a hand on the back of Lesara's head. "Delicate as a rock."

"Gooood," Lesara cooed. He nipped Shinda's nipple a little harder, and raked his claws down either side of the man. "We should get back at the boys for all that racket they made last time."

Shinda moaned and arched back suddenly at the feeling of sharp claws slide down his sides. He gasped and gazed up at Lesara, then smirked. The effects of the alcohol were already receding. "Let's go for it."

Lesara grinned and picked Shinda up using his tail, then pinned him against the wall. "You're mine now." He squirmed his hips between Shinda's legs, then bit down hard on the man's neck. His claws found Shinda's right nipple, and he flicked it gently.

Shinda 'oofed' when he was shoved against the wall, and glared at Lesara. He wrapped his legs tightly around Lesara's waist. "Am I now?" He yelped and his head fell back when his neck was bitten, and his hands rose to dig nails into the naga's shoulders.

"Yesss," Lesara hissed. He tweaked the pink nub again, then slid his tongue around it tightly, tugging gently. His hips rose up, then fell again, and he smiled to himself when he felt Shinda's hardening member against his stomach.

Shinda moaned softly, shutting his eyes. His hands slid down Lesara's back, nails pressing into the curves of the shoulder blades. "You tease," he purred.

"I can't very well just rape you now. Unless that's what you want." Lesara let his own cock slide out a few inches, and he pressed himself against Shinda's entrance to make a point. His hands slid down and cupped Shinda's ass, then dug his nails in.

"Mmm, well you can't really rape the willing." Shinda grinned and squirmed a little in Lesara's tail, then grabbed a handful of blue hair and stretched forward to plant a forceful kiss on the naga's lips.

Lesara kissed back, pressing Shinda flat against the wall. He let himself unsheathe completely and thrust up slowly. He hissed as he felt himself slide into Shinda, then his hiss became strangled into a moan.

Shinda gasped and threw his had back, face scrunching up in pain. "Haah, shit! I wasn't expecting you to take me seriously." He grunted and shifted a little, trying to adjust. He was glad nagas made their own natural lubricant or this early penetration would hurt a lot more. His grip on Lesara's hair tightened while the nails of his other hand dug in harder.

"I thought you were delicate as a rock," Lesara purred. He let Shinda adjust himself before slowly pulling out, wincing as nails bit into his skin. "Should I lay you back down on the bed?"

Shinda chuckled and winced. "I can still be hurt," he growled. "Bed's probably a good idea."

The naga pulled Shinda off the wall and laid down with him. He kissed him again, sliding one hand down the claw marks he'd made earlier, smiling as he tasted the alcohol that was still on Shinda's breath.

Shinda kissed back, slipping his tongue into Lesara's mouth. He moaned softly, arching into the touches. He pushed Lesara's tail off and grabbed his shoulders, then twisted and pushed him onto the bed. Shinda smirked down at the naga before kissing him again, one hand sliding to the base of his cock and tracing fingers around the opening it emerged from.

Lesara shivered and blushed, looking down. "What do you think you're gonna do with that?"

"This." Shinda lowered his head to Lesara's neck and nipped along the curve, moving up to his long pointed ear and sliding his tongue along the edge. While doing that, he slipped two fingers into the opening on either side of Lesara's cock and wiggled them slowly.

Lesara jolted and shot his hips up. He wasn't sure how to take this new sensation. "Shinda, what are you doing? This feels weird!" Despite how he felt, his face grew hot and his hips tingled.

Shinda chuckled softly and nibbled the tip of Lesara's ear while sliding his fingers in a little deeper. He brushed against things and pushed gently at some spots, searching for what got the nicest reactions.

Lesara flicked his ear as Shinda's teeth teased it, and he moaned and sighed, wriggling as the man's fingers explored his insides. When Shinda's fingers slid to the bottom of the entrance, a shock went up his spine, and his cock shot a little precum at Shinda. "There! Touch me there!" he pleaded.

Shinda purred and nipped a little harder at Lesara's earlobe while he stroked the area the naga seemed to want. He shifted lower to bite Lesara's neck, short fangs making shallow punctures in the skin.

Lesara's large tail whipped about as he gasped and whimpered in pleasure. As soon as he felt his flesh give way to Shinda's fangs, however, he stopped and pushed the man back. "Wait, won't that bother you?"

Shinda frowned, silver eyes darkening. "No, blood doesn't affect me like it does Kyran." He grinned slyly and stroked hard and quick with his fingers before leaning down again to bite. "But if you don't want me to, I won't," he whispered.

"Ahh!" Lesara's tail whipped hard at the wall across from them, and he tilted his head up, inviting Shinda to do as he pleased with his body while his fingers tangled in the man's curls. "Don't get too comfortable up there," he gasped out.

Shinda laughed and bit down hard, tasting blood. His free hand slid up to tease and pinch one of Lesara's nipples while his other continued to stroke and slide around inside. He pulled back some to lick at the blood slowly welling up from the curve of the naga's neck, feeling shocks shoot down his body. His back twinged, threatening to release his wings. He growled softly and moved to nip at Lesara's other ear.

The naga's head was starting to swim with the overload of sensations. He bucked and humped Shinda's hand, his member demanding more attention up top. Lesara was beginning to become frustrated, feeling the foreplay would never end. He grabbed Shinda, whipped him off and growled, "Enough."

Shinda landed with a grunt and laughed again, then licked his lips. "Aw, did I tease you too much?"

"Just a bit." Lesara flipped Shinda over, then pulled his hips up. He sheathed and unsheathed himself again, fearing being too dry. "Now you get to enjoy the fruits of your efforts," he said, lining his hips up. Lesara slowly pushed himself inside Shinda, this time prepared for the tightness.

Shinda's eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Lesara to flip him onto his stomach. He gripped the sheets and looked over his shoulder at Lesara, readying himself for the penetration. He shut his eyes and sighed when he felt the naga push in, and slowly pushed his own body back in response.

Once Lesara was deep as he felt safe going, he began letting his hips rock back and forth, slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. Soon he was hammering his hips against Shinda's ass.

Shinda growled and moaned, trying to keep pace with Lesara at first and then just gave up when the naga began plowing him into the mattress. He braced his arms and pushed himself up, and suddenly found it a lot easier to keep up with Lesara.

Lesara grabbed a handful of Shinda's hair and pushed. "Get back down!" he snarled. He leaned over Shinda, still ramming into him hard and fast, teasing the man's neck with his tongue before biting.

Shinda yelped and fell back down. He clawed at the sheets and growled, the sound reverberating deep from his chest. He clenched around Lesara out of spite, then shuddered and moaned louder when the naga's movements made his body jolt.

Lesara slowed down a bit, thrusting more gently with the intent of finding Shinda's sensitive spot. He noticed the thin film of sweat starting to bead on Shinda's skin, then took notice of how it made the man harder to hold. Lesara wound up digging his nails into Shinda's flesh to keep a firm grip on him.

Shinda gasped and slowed down too, sliding back and forth on Lesara's long cock. "Ah!" he cried when Lesara brushed against his prostate, bucking up. He started to push himself up again, biting his lower lip.

"Ohhh yes," Lesara moaned. He leaned back and thrust forward again, gripping Shinda's hips harder. His lower body started to spasm, feeling the pressure well up in his groin.

Shinda shut his eyes and thrust back harder, sigh turning into a snarl as he took in all of Lesara's length. His arms trembled as he picked up speed, lower stomach and thighs tensing in warning. "Ssstay away from my back," he hissed.

Lesara heard the warning and leaned back just a little more, leaning on his tail for balance. He reached around with his hand and toyed with the man's hard cock, stroking and getting his hand slick with precum.

Shinda lowered his upper body back on the bed, feeling heat well up between his shoulder blades. His pleasured sounds grew louder while he gyrated between Lesara's hand and cock, nearing his peak.

Lesara bit his lip, drawing blood. He had stopped moving now, Shinda doing most of the work. It was hard not to lean forward, but heeding Shinda's warning seemed to be a good idea.

Shinda growled, burying his face in the bed sheets as his body constricted and jolted with the force of his release. He moaned and gasped, and the air between his shoulders crackled before giving way to bright wings exploding from almost nothing. They flared nearly to the ceiling as he rode out his orgasm, and didn't recede till he was done.

Lesara almost leaped back, but Shinda's body refused to let him go. Suddenly he was squeezed just a little too hard, and the naga erupted inside Shinda. Lesara snarled, digging his claws into Shinda's hips, thrusting furiously into the man.

Shinda snarled, gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles turned white. He arched and continued to thrust back and forth, until he was sure they were both finished.

Lesara held himself up, using Shinda's back and breathing hard. He slowly pulled out, then flopped down next to him. "Wow... No wonder Cherry was always in such a good mood."

Shinda grunted when Lesara pulled out, and collapsed. He chuckled in between his heavy panting, bright yellow eyes meeting the naga's. "Now you see why I prefer being on top. You have no idea how many partners and beds I've burnt because they didn't listen."

Lesara brought his tail up and whapped Shinda's rear with it. "I think it's a superiority issue," he said, smirking.

"Of course. I am the great Shinda!" he said with exaggerated pride. He took a deep breath, then propped himself up on his elbows.

Lesara's ear perked, and his grin got wider. "I think we've kept the boys up."

"Wouldn't be surprised if Arna got him, actually. Though I bet Kyran's hugging the toilet by now."

Lesara nodded. "I guess that wouldn't be surprising. However I do think we need to get some sleep. I'm going to see if I can't cram my fat ass in that purse tomorrow."

Shinda laughed, and slid to the edge of the bed. "Try Kyran's, his has a newer magick that allows bigger things to fit. I can hardly fit my head through my own." He stood up, swayed, and fell right back down on the bed. "Ok so my legs are noodles," he snickered. "Damn and I need a shower."

Lesara grabbed a pillow and huddled around it. "You smell fine. It can wait till morning." Soon he had nodded off.

Shinda sighed, and made his wings disappear before flopping back down. He'd clean up as soon as he could walk. Oooh, but he just felt so nice and relaxed and giddy. He didn't want to get back up.