And Nadia was making him feel very good, indeed. Yarra swallowed hard, heart racing and breathing quickening. It was fast becoming difficult to think--and even more difficult to care about that.
The nibble at his ear, the hands sliding along his belly, the sultry voice...it wasn't long before he wasn't thinking much at all. Yarra was anti-social, he was awkward, he didn't normally like being touched--but he was also curious and, despite everything else, he was still just a teenaged boy with needs and desires and a very attractive human female touching him in ways he'd never before been touched. He had no moral objections to sex; he'd just never really found occasion to have it nor trusted anyone long enough for it to happen.
In the end, Nadia won him over.
It had been awkward and he didn't really know what he was doing and he'd had to be careful with both his claws and his tail--but not for too long. When they'd finally made it to the bed and he was inside her, he didn't last a minute. It was too exciting, too new, felt too good, and it was over as soon as it started.
Yarra collapsed next to Nadia so as not to crush her with his weight, panting and boneless, tail hanging over the side of the bed and one arm draped over her belly.