“You flatter me, but you need not. I’m already quite willing to share a bed with you multiple times. But what we need is to keep you on your toes.” She steepled her fingers, resting her snout on top. “What do you think of people seeing us together? Do you worry about your reputation?”
“No. Really, no.” The sorcerer mused, raising his leg to let his booted foot brush against her foot beneath the table. “People here already see me, already see Rei look through many books not meant for rich people–hell, see Rei have drink WITH author of books. Means people know Rei not stuffy, uptight boy. Want feel and know all experiences Miss Tik know… What adventures Miss Tik experience…! What wicked, naughty things Miss Tik done…”
“Your ‘Miss Tik’ has done a lot of things in front of others,” she said, fluttering her eyes. A slight growl grew from her throat as she gripped the toe of his boot. And she’s done so when the others didn’t know. Have you ever indulged in yourself when you could potentially get caught?”
The thought she was presenting… did pique his interest, if the perked eyebrow was any indicator. “No. That why Rei’s fun behind closed doors, behind alleys for secret tists--ghh, no, that’s not it, come on…!” He muttered under his breath; why do some words just fuck his tongue over??
“Behind alleys?” The kobold mused. “Well, aren’t you adventurous?” The kobold glanced around before deciding to speak up, her draconic well enunciated and made for those around her to hear. “Perhaps then, you’d want to take me to the alley and fuck my brains out?”
Some eyes were directed their way now–if only from the way the melon-pink kobold raised her voice. None had whipped their necks to the sight (satirical drawings could be so exaggerated…). Still, seeing her apprentice a tad flustered did get the added effect. “Well, if it’s what the lady wants,” Rei said with slow firmness, yet still extended his hand to her, “how Rei say no to that~?”
The kobold hopped off the seat and adjusted her leggings casually, fluttering her eyes as she looked over her shoulder. “Oh, wouldn’t it be so embarrassing if someone here knew the dragon tongue? Then, they know exactly where to spy on us.” 
She snickered and sauntered out of the establishment, leaving the sorcerer to hurriedly plant money on the table–with a nice tip in the process–before following the little dragon-woman. Out the front door, along the corner, he could see the diminutive little woman duck between the architectural crevice.
“Don’t think we spend all day back here, though… This just… warm up~”
“Whatever you say,” she teased, watching him, her eyes narrowing, “now… shall you show me what you’ve got? Or are you too nervous you’ll get caught?”
His heart thundered with this rush, this challenge–oh, by the gods, he could hear passersby stepping past the alleyway behind them…! 
His fingers twitched, a crimson gleam, a hot little flicker, and he could feel the heat building! Draconic might not be his fluency, but the utilization of magic for unintended purposes–in this case, a dash of fire magic to embolden the sorcerer, to close the gap, to scoop the little kobold in his arms and pin her to the wall with a delighted squeak–THAT was more his speed…!
She squeezed her eyes closed, letting herself fall to her apprentices’s lust here, while she listened outwardly, her tail lashing about… Excitement, building…! Anxiety, mounting!
With one hand and his body pinning the little woman to the wall, Rei was free to grab her cheek and claim her lips firmly for his own, tongue lapping along her mouth and coaxing hers out to play. His feet pressed firmly to the ground as a more rooted foundation while urging some of that channeled fire to the kobold.
Tik Tik sighed against his face with that heart-shaped nose of hers. Her hands hooked around his head, weaving through his hair, while her legs hooked around his sides, wrapping around his chest. 
His moan disappeared into the melon-pink kobold’s mouth, peppered with more sated gasps at every clash of their wet, sloppy muscles slapping together! 
Now that she was firmly pressed to the wall and holding onto him for support his other hand could move down and paw at her rear. Svelte, warm, with that strong tail, and that rear would be guided down slowly–towards that skirt-clad tent that the sorcerer had pitched for her…!
Her eyes fluttered back, and her claws dug lightly into his skull. She held onto those locks, messing up his made-up hair–an issue for another time—as her legs spread. She loosened her grip on him, allowing him to use that tool soon, exposed to the elements and sight.
“Miss… ah… Tik…!” He panted, a faint seethe from the claws. Still, it only seemed to spur the lad on, fingers reaching for the back of her pants, forcing it down to get her scaly bottom exposed firstly, the material bunching down to her thighs. “So… ah… hot…!”
A hand moved away from that rear, hiking the front of his skirt up–an undergarment-clad bulge–before tugging THAT down to have his aching meat pop out and smack against the bunched fabric in the way of its intended conquest!
“Y… yes?” she gasped, pressing that invader against the warmth of the hardness, rubbing, teasing. “Fuck me… show me… no shame…!” She was goading him. She, his bunched up, naughty tutor, achingly teasing that cock of his…!
The sorcerer shoved forward, his meat disappearing inside of her heated oven, now properly pinning Tik Tik to the side of the establishment, aching and flexing inside her in satisfaction! He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in, his eyes lost in hers!