>It's quite dark outside.
>No snow, but the temperature is reaching below 15 degrees celsius.
>It's easy to imagine that, for a cold-blood, Olivia would want to spend the day as lazily as possible.
>Although, the reality was quite the contrary.
>Her and Inco had a few 'spicy' moments before, but nothing like tonight.
>Inco and Olivia had been on the bed making out for quite awhile now.
>Their room covered in a deep crimson hue, provided by a nearby lamp.
>Even with their heated session, Inco was shivering.
>Either due to the cold, or the growing anxiety of the coming performance.
>No matter how many times Olivia reassured Inco that he'd do well, the human couldn't hold his nerves.
>"I... I think I'm ready" Inco told himself, his hands trailing the baryonyx's body.
>Olivia had quite a bit of meat on her, making the intrusive massage session all the more pleasurable.
>Inco reached forward, unbuttoning Olivia's bra.
>The gator's supple, soft breasts escaped the confinement of the cloth.
>Inco couldn't help but cup them in his hand.
>They were quite heavy, but malleable.
>Even a soft squeeze was enough to draw a staggered breath from Olivia.
>She bit her lip as Inco's grasp tightned, letting out a swift groan.
>"A-ah...I'm..."
>Inco moves back, unsure if he's hurting her or not
>'No...No...Keep going...'
>Olivia nods, blushing mad red
>The gator forcefully puts Inco's hand on her chest, steam escaping from her mouth.
>Inco's body moves forward, his member twitching against Olivia's pelvic region.
>They exchange glances.
>Uncertainty, need, but most of all.
>Love.
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