Notes
For Murakamirai.
A dark (well, there is a murder in the story) and twisted (literally twisting their bodies) story.
*run away for cover*
Spring has come.
Guren emerges from his den, slithering around the quaint garden. Some flower buds have shown their colors among the bushes and melting snow.
This season is also the time for snakes to mate. Guren himself can't wait to mate with a female, possibly the one with beautiful shades of blue or grey stripes.
He has spent his time after hibernation to warm himself under the patch of sun. Thankfully, his black skin doesn't stand out between the shades so he can hide easily from predators.
Especially the crows, Guren narrows his eyes at the blue sky. Those birds are annoying because they are fast and loves to screech loudly in a pack. Just hours ago, he sees Seishiro was taken down by a murder.
Not that Guren feels bad about that. He actually thanks the crows internally, because Seishiro is a jerk.
Also, the less competition to mate is always better.
When he passes the rose bush, his tongue tastes the smell of a female. Sweet, just waking up after hibernation. Quickly, he tracks the down the source her pheromones.
He can picture it in his head, they cuddles together before and after mating.
Guren arrives at a small den under tree. Some roots still have patches of snow, but inside the den is dry. There, curling in herself is a beautiful snake with blue and white stripes, her pheromones fills the den with sweet scent that Guren can't stop tasting with his tongue.
He can't believe his luck. The female he catches the scent of is totally his type.
She sluggishly stares back at him. "Cold," She hisses.
Hastily, Guren curls his own body with hers. Twisting their bodies around and lays his head on top of hers.
"Name's Shinya. You?"
"Guren," He replies.
They spend minutes in the den together. However there is something strange, Shinya's pheromones gradually change.
Guren tastes the air suspiciously. "You're not a female."
"No, I'm not."
He jerks his body from Shinya's angrily, but Shinya cooly stares back, movements sluggish still.
Guren can't believe he wastes his time trying to warm another male garter.
"Wait, Guren don't go. It's cold." Shinya hisses mournfully.
However Guren is so done with his antic. "Warm yourself, bastard."
"But I can't move, and my skin will attract birds if I warm myself under the sun."
Guren slithers from the den. "Bye, bastard."
"Gureeeen!"
It's time for Guren to find a real, authentic female.
Damn that Shinya for wasting his time.
He slides across the park but none of pheromones catch his tongue. Even worse, he keeps thinking about Shinya curling in the den, an easy prey from predators.
It's when the dark garter snake passes a murder killing another snake that he can't take it anymore.
Damn that Shinya.
Shinya is still curling in the den when Guren comes back.
He uncurls a little bit when he sees Guren, his tongue flicks excitedly. "Guren! You're back!"
"Shut up, bastard," Guren hisses even as he twirls his body with Shinya's.
Shinya brushes his head Guren's in content, the beautiful white and blue stripes are striking in contrast with his own, and Guren can still taste the sweet pheromones in the air.
Guren resigns to himself spending his times warming another male garter with his own heat.
Notes
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I can't resist this AU. Just, pure brilliant.
