[Asra is determined to leave a mark of some kind, and it's frustrating to find that Connor doesn't mark or even bleed as expected, dents left by his teeth really the only sign of anything happening at all.
His own flesh, on the other hand, breaks under Connor's claws with ease and Asra gasps at the sharp pain coupled with the push of the merrow's cock into him. It's been so long since he's taken anyone like this, he feels hyper-sensitive to the feeling of him, every strange bump and ridge standing out in his mind.
His legs wrap around Connor's waist and pull him in the rest of the way with a sharp motion until he can feel flesh and scales against him and the flutter of fins against his skin.]
Perfect... [Asra's arms snake around Connor and it's too soon for him to move but he does it anyway, rolling his hips against him and feeling him slip out the barest amount before pressing back in.]
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His own flesh, on the other hand, breaks under Connor's claws with ease and Asra gasps at the sharp pain coupled with the push of the merrow's cock into him. It's been so long since he's taken anyone like this, he feels hyper-sensitive to the feeling of him, every strange bump and ridge standing out in his mind.
His legs wrap around Connor's waist and pull him in the rest of the way with a sharp motion until he can feel flesh and scales against him and the flutter of fins against his skin.]
Perfect... [Asra's arms snake around Connor and it's too soon for him to move but he does it anyway, rolling his hips against him and feeling him slip out the barest amount before pressing back in.]