Her finger slides up to his chin, then pats at his cheek. She then runs her hand up behind his ear, scratching there. Oh, with but a touch, she could make him her personal toy to masturbate to, and that idea frightens her.
She hisses, more at herself than at anything else. She pulls her hands back, holding onto Radasus's shoulders for support instead of domination. She speeds up, slapping her hips against his, letting her gasps rise up in louder and louder moans.
Radasus moans through his restraints, rolling back and forth as a part of reflex, not of his desire to escape the bonds. What desire is there for it? No, he's exactly where he wants to, no, needs to be.
Tik Tik throws her head back, letting out the cry of her climax. The shudder of her body runs through her and into Radasus, affecting his member and connecting through his soul. Despite everything that practical knowledge suggests, the doggy kobold cannot stop himself. He groans long and loud, his cry turning into a whimper as the final spurts of his sperm shoot up into her, filling the draconic kobold's body.
Serenity, peace, completion—all of these feelings fill his mind. Soon, he yips and groans, shaking and squirming with post-orgasmic nerves, only to find the ribbon around him loosening. He pauses, shuffles his shoulders, and finds the binds falling with little effort at all.
A moment later, he pulls the ribbon around his mouth with ease, takes a deep breath, and asks. "Mistress… what…? I wasn't… tied up?"
Tik Tik, still sitting upon him, rolling against the warmth of the cock within her, tilts her neck, her smirk quirking a little. "Oh, Rada…" she coos. "You were only ever tied up because you wanted it, and I wouldn't bind you against your will."
"But… I wanted to…." Radasus shakes his head. "No… that can wait. What about you? I'm a kobold, and you're a kobold, and we, ah!"
Tik Tik places a finger upon his nose, wagging her other finger, tutting him. "Oh, Rada, Rada, Rada… I'm in control here, and I already cast a spell upon myself during the Tournament. Besides… are doggy kobolds like you really compatible with dragon kobolds like me? Do you really want to find out?"
She says this, placing her hands upon his shoulders again and pushing herself up, letting her slit just drool with the mixture of their fluids.
"I… I…"
She giggles at that. "You're so cute when you're flustered. It feels like forever since I've made anyone so bashful. Thank you, Radasus Nailo, truly." She flops down on the ground next to him, placing an arm to his chest, sighing, and holding him in a close embrace.
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When Radasus wakes up, the doggy kobold finds himself on the hard floor, clothed only in his fluff. The only sign of other life around him in the dark room is the scratching of quill to parchment and the humming accompanying it.
He stands up, approaching the small writing table where Tik Tik sits. The smile on her face and the glitter in her eyes appear much more like the woman he remembers from before.
The doggy kobold rests his chin upon the desk, furrowing his brow and looking up to the dragon kobold. 
Tik Tik doesn't turn her gaze away from her work as she reaches out, scratching him behind his ear.
Radasus closes his eyes, letting out a hearty sigh of delight.
A few moments later, she places her quill upon the inkwell. She scoots aside, facing Radasus, crossing one leg over the other. "Good morning," she coos. "And… thank you for last night."
"Are you alright, Tik Tik?" Radasus asks, his tail wagging free in the air behind him.
"I'm quite alright for now, my Rada," Tik Tik says, scratching down along the back of his head and over his cheek, down his jaw, and under his chin. "Your service to me has been a nice pick-me-up, but I think that I need a bit more."
"More…?" His tail swishes faster, his tongue rolling out.
She chuckles, leaning her cheek upon her knuckles. "Oh yes, more! And you seem like quite the eager doggie, aren't you?" She coos, her toe-claws scratching along his thigh. "Only with having fun with a cutie like you can I forget my problems. I'm not sure why that is, but I'm sure you'll be more than happy to give it to me."
"Anything for you…" he responds, a gentle whimper in his sympathy for her.
Tik Tik giggles at that, scratching under his chin, but her finger pulls closer toward him, hooking under his jaw and pulling him up closer to her. 
He follows the direction, falling to his knees before her. His chin lands on the seat in front of the kobold, giving him a perfect view of her slit.
"You want some breakfast, Rada?" The wizard asks, a growl in her voice, her tail curling around, brushing his arm.
"Yeah!" he yips.
"How cute," she coos, lifting her leg, resting her thigh upon his shoulder. "You know what I mean, Mr. Kobold."
Tik Tik curls her leg in, her calf pushing against Radasus's head, pushing him in closer and closer until his snoot pushes up against her.
"Oooh, cold nose," she sighs. "Such a cutie. I'm still quite surprised that you're a kobold. There are so many beings our size out there. Halflings and gnomes and all matter of other fantastic creatures. It's so funny that you're considered the same as me."
Radasus leans up, his muzzle pushing up and his chin resting on her lap. "But, I'm a kobold, just like all the others back home. We just live far away from here."
Tik Tik places her hand upon his head and gently nudges him back down between her legs. "There's so much more of the world that I need to explore, but I'm stuck here, Rada… stuck here officiating these fights where people aren't happy with sexy times. They just want to show each other up and dominate each other. Use your tongue. Ah, I just wish that there wasn't so much of that. What's so fun of humiliating someone and making them serve you?"
Radasus's brow furrows, but he rolls his tongue out, pressing it to the lips of her slit, licking up and down with a proper purpose. He closes his eyes, not letting the words get to him. There is nothing else that matters now than to see that smile upon her face, just like she had only a few moments ago.