The gnoll's pseudopenis has softened after her orgasm, somewhat retracting back into it's sheath, but it is still prominent. The gnoll's thin, clear fluids drip down the lizardman's erect member. It is the same purplish color as the rest of his inner flesh, with a broad head and a veined shaft. Other lizardmen sometimes have spines, but his shaft is smooth with a distinct rise and fall in the texture. He prods at what on the female gnoll looks like balls, expecting a slit there. While the fatty bulges are what used to be the lips of an opening, she growls at him. "That's not how you do it. You have to go in what I was just nailing you with."
"What?" he says with incredulity.
"Like you did with your tongue. Which I really liked, by the way..."
"Um, okay. Let's see..." The lizardman takes her softened tube in his hand, gently caressing it with his fingertips, bringing one to the tip, It is still slick and moist, and to his surprise, the opening engulfs his fingertip, with a soft "oooh" from the gnoll. He experimentally probes, careful with the claw tip. The gnoll underneath him squirms with obvious pleasure, but growls.
"Stop teasing..." she says. The lizardman agreeingly pulls his finger free, and positions his tip against hers. He holds the opening as firmly as he can, and pushes forward. It isn't easy, with his slightly flared head, but soon her flesh stretches over, and he is inside her. He slowly pushes inside, watching her flesh expand visibly as it stretches around his girth, so much that even his flared tip is obvious.He finally lets his paw off, now that he is definitely within her flesh's warm grip.
"Like this? Oooh... you're warm," he says, starting to move in and out of her, still marveling at how he can so visibly watch.
"Go deeper and it'll feel even better for you..." she says, hugging her legs around his hips, over his tail. The lizardman grips her rump, and starts to push deeper with his thrusts, until he watches the sliding bulge down her length reach to her base... and further. As his tip enters her actual body, he feels an intense warmth around the head, a warmth that does not cool to his touch, but keeps him warm as well.
"Oh gods," he pants, starting to thrust hard and deep. He snuggles into her warm fur, burying his member deep unto that unwavering warmth. Her tube covers the part of his member not wholly inside her, stopping and squishing against his sheath at first, but eventually sliding inside even there, all the way to his interior base on his deepest thrusts. Her inner muscles are more powerful inside, not as strong as a lizardfolk female, but plenty enough to pleasure him greatly combined with the warmth. After only a few minutes, he leans down and bites her shoulder as well, but gently with his needle-like teeth. The gnoll laps at his neck in return. It only takes a little of this, before the lizardman grunts heavily, hitting his release.
His member throbs heavily inside the gnoll, visible within the exposed part of the gnoll's twitching shaft. The lizardman's cool, gooey cum jets deep inside the gnoll, coating every inch of her insides in the thick fluid. The male too quickly pulls completely free of the gnoll, leaving her rod looking like it was never touched, but a wet feeling within making it quite easy for the gnoll to tell how much he came.
"I was so close... did you have to finish so fast?" she growls in a frustrated way. The lizardman only grins, fingering his own internal sheath, until a second member grows forth to replace the first.
"That's why I've got two," he pants lustfully. The gnoll quickly pins the lizardman back down, forcing him on bottom this time. His stiff second length rises almost vertically between the gnoll's legs. She takes this length in her paw, teasing her soft pads along it, and guides the tip into her once more. She presses her hips down, covering his length with her fleshy rod, and then presses her hips down flush with his, every inch properly within her body.
"There..." she pants hotly. He grips his claws into her rump, half guiding her. She presses her paws onto his chest, and starts to ride him. She lifts up, to the point that his length can be seen visibly pulling down her tube, only to be buried to the hilt back within her. The lizardman can feel his seed from before, warmed by her heat, thickly covering his second member and lubricating her insides even more. Not a single bit of his length is left uncovered, not a bit of air flowing coldly over him. His entire length is constantly wrapped in warm flesh and warm fluid. The gnoll repeatedly buries his stimulating shaft deep into the core of her heat.