Originally posted to Adult BackWash.

"I like your breasts. They're so round and bouncy." Keanu mumbled against the skin of my belly. We were both a little mellow. His silky hair and rough whiskers were giving me butterflies but I wasn't complaining. I loved the vibrations across my skin as he spoke. It wasn't rocket science but you can't expect a guy to get into heavy duty math right after sex.

"Thanks." I wasn't ready for heavy duty math either.

Keanu pulled himself up on an elbow and crawled alongside me in the bed. He kissed nice, not too wet and not too much tongue. A grrl could get used to that.

It took me a few slow, lingering kisses to notice that he'd tied my hands over my head to the bedpost. That wasn't expected. I pulled cautiously, surely he couldn't have made a strong knot from whatever was still in the bed with us. Most of the sheets had gone over the side at some point.

But, my hands were held firm. He licked the side of my face. "Got you now. I bet you thought sex would make me forget and forgive. That rumour about men having two heads and only enough blood for one at a time isn't true. We just let you think it is." He laughed softly, his breath in my hair.

I decided to brazen it out. I batted my eyelashes and opened my big blue eyes wide. "What will you do with me?"

"Pretty much whatever I want." That left a lot open. I didn't really know all that much about him. What were his secret fetishes, fantasies and kinky bits? What lurks behind the guy that always seems like the puppy you could take home and love, every woman's best male friend?

"Umm, what would that be, for example?" I asked.

"For starters I think I'll just let you wonder. Besides, I could use a few hours of sleep without wondering what you're up to." Having said that he curled an arm around my waist and closed his eyes.

"Could you just pull up the sheet first? I might get cold." I wasn't thinking so much about cold as just feeling a bit too exposed for a bit too long. As I said before, it's not like I'm some professional stripper. Sure it was fun to flash my nakedness but not for extended periods of time. It lost the appeal if I couldn't cover back up again.

"If you're cold I'll just have to warm you up again when I wake up." He said, not even opening an eye.

Well, fine, I'd just have to think of a way out of this. It's not like this was the first time I'd come to a sticky spot. I could talk my way out of anything, I'd always told everyone that. Now was a good time to proove it. Think... think... Did he just snore?

I pushed my knee against him, checking for signs of life. None. How funny to feel more exposed now than when he was awake. This wasn't what happened after the sex. I felt out of place, abandoned like some sex toy in need of putting away in that secret drawer you think your Mother doesn't know about. Well, now what? What will you do now wonder grrl?

It seemed hours but the sky outside had only begun turning shades of pink, orange and red so it wasn't fully dark or more than an hour or so really. He woke up. First he was a bit disoriented. I expected that wouldn't last long enough to be of use to me. It didn't. "Here you are, glad you waited." He chuckled.

"I was curious and decided to stick around." So much for him thinking he has all of the upper hand.

"Curious, eh?" He pulled me closer leaning over my body to search the floor and pull up some of the bedding. While draping the comforter over us he managed to brush against most of my slightly chilled skin.

"Oh course. Dragons are always curious creatures. We have that in common, you and I."

"Really, how so?" He asked.

"We're both born in the year of the dragon, by Chinese astrology that makes us wood dragons. I think we're the best of the dragons, but that's just me."

"What else do you know about dragons?"

"We're creative, love the outdoors, intelligent, sensual, lusty... haven't you ever read about any of this?" Looking into his eyes I wondered if he knew how much dragons like to bite.

"I know a bit, here and there." Somehow, under the layers of blanket he found my thigh, stroking up and down my skin distractedly. "I don't get as much time as I'd like for reading."

"That's too bad."

I've got time now. But, I don't feel like reading. I know all about dragons being lusty. Have you ever been bitten by a dragon?" Without waiting for my answer he nibbled the skin of my shoulder. How could he know?! I was soon moaning, wriggling under him.

I really wanted to get my hands free now! Most of all, I wanted to grab him and bite him all over. Of course I knew about dragons biting, I'd perfected the art of nibbling, teeth scraping and out right biting. Being bitten in return was something I'd never experienced or expected. It was too good. Too sensual, too arousing.

Do you really think a grrl can keep on typing at this point? Silly humans.