Come A Little Bit Closer Pt2

Clawd turned his head away, the spell of those eyes broken. He grabbed Gil's arm and pushed him back a bit. He had to get this situation under control, it was starting to go too far.
"Listen, I'm sure you're a cool monster, but I'm not that kinda guy. Alright?"

Gil tilted his head a bit, the little ruffles of skin on his neck fluttering as he breathed. It drew Clawd's eyes and he wasn't even sure why. Maybe it was the hunter in him, maybe it was just an excuse to watch that exquisite neck where ideally he would sink his--now itchy--canines in and lay his claim. Only a soft chuckle pulled Clawd out of his thoughts in time to find himself inches from the blue beauty's lips. He stared at the moist glistening pillows.
Somewhere in him, something snapped, and Clawd let loose for the first time in a long time. He pounced, wrapping his strong dark arms around the gleaming skin and scales of his prey and pressed his lips to Gil's, moaning at the feeling. He had known all along that he was gay, but this just cemented it. Gil's lips were so...felt so...the only word was right.
Without realizing it, Clawd let control slip and Gil surged to the rescue, deepening the kiss and even parting his lips to grant admittance to the beasty boy who held him. Clawd took the oppurtunity without a second thought, and as his tongue slid into the sweet moist cavern he thought his senses would explode. Gil had a taste that couldn't easily be described. It was clean, with a hint of earthyness and, to his surprise, not a fishy taste to be found. It was nirvana in one place and it was overloading Clawd, his pants constricting as his arrousal grew and grew.
He couldn't bring himself to break the kiss, even as his mind shook him and screamed they were in public, out in the open. As his tongue tenderly caressed Gil's wet organ, clawd's brain grew quiet. And when that same organ rose up like a cobra and struck, tangling around Clawd's and playing with it like a constrictor, Clawd's brain went silent. Gil had the kind of passionate expertise that could bring any monster to his knees in an instant, and Clawd could feel his own knees shaking.
Gathering strength he wasn't sure he really had, Clawd grabbed Gil's arms and pushed him back. His clawed hands held on to those firm tight arms, keeping Gil right with him, but running from that beguiling, tantalizing snake he kept away in his mouth.
Gil just looked at him, his eyes half closed in the most pleased, sensual look Clawd had ever seen. The teen flicked that devilish tongue at Clawd before licking his lips like a cat with cream. And Luna help him he coudln't stop his eyes from following the lazy trail it took over Gil's now kiss-bruised lips. Only when that temptation slid back into that sweet mouth again did Clawd look up.
"C'mon, big guy, don't leave me hanging now."
"I..."
"Heh, got someone waiting back home for you, stud?"
"No..."
"Then there's no problem. And don't worry, I work cheap."

Part 2 of 4