With more than a little giddiness in his step, the doctor swiftly walked down the hallway to the elevator. He checked his messenger again and found that Amira had read his confirmation message. He pressed the button and waited for the lift to arrive.
"You're actually leaving on time, got something planned, doc?" Nilian turned around and found John emerging from one of the doors on the side.
"I'm meeting someone, yes," Nilian replied dismissively, as he stepped into the metal box and pressed the button for the ground floor.
The surgeon slipped in behind him. Nilian noticed John continue to stare a hole into his shoulder, as the human attempted to look busy on his PC.
"You gonna tell me who it is, or do I have to continue pressing it out?" The surgeon challenged his voice indicating a lot of curiosity, mixed with playful banter.
"No, John, I would not. I believe we have had this conversation before, that I like to keep work separated from my private affairs," the doctor still refused to look to the man.
"Sorry," he sounded overly offended, before sighing. "I just figured that that changed, you know, after our night out. It was fun, right?" Although apologetic in tone, the excitable man retained his goal of trying to make conversation.
"It was," Nilian gave in slightly. "This is just not the same."
"Is it? Do you have a girlfriend?" The question came out of nowhere, leaving Nilian to stare at him in utter confusion.
"What? No, I...I mean-"
"A boyfriend? Hey, I don't judge," the surgeon, seemingly oblivious to the nerve he had just hit, interrupted.
"I'm meeting a wonderful lady, there, satisfied?" Nilian finally managed to formulate, making a split second of eye contact, before the elevator paused.
"Very much so. See, that wasn't so difficult, now was it," John definitely had a smirk on his face, judging by the small chuckle that underlined his statement.
Finally, the doors opened and Nilian rushed outside. He wished the receptionist goodbye, before sliding through the automatic doorway.
A clear night's sky greeted him, along with a rather chilly wind. Nilian pulled the sides of his collar up and put his hands into his pockets. Soon, the ordered taxi pulled up, a viper in the front seat. The edges of her lips curled into the signature smile, as the backdoor popped open, which was surprising at first since the model didn't seem modern enough to have automatic doors. But as Nilian entered, he spotted the viper's tail slithering back to the front, indicating that the alien was stretched out all over the car.
The doctor sighed and let his head rest against the seat for a moment, letting his mind decompress. When he blinked his eyes open again, he found the viper staring at him through the rearview mirror. Her crimson eyes reminded him of Amira for a second, but her overall expression was a lot different. Instead of satisfied and mysterious smugness, there was an underlying smile she desperately tried to suppress. Granted, he wasn't the best at reading alien facial features, but the fact that she was barely able to contain the tugging of her lips betrayed that she found something about him incredibly amusing.
'Oh fuck, my smell,' Nilian's eyes widened and met the viper's stare.
Nilian coughed out the response to an unasked question. "Ehm, I...Mmmm...The old harbor inn, please."
She lingered on him for a few more seconds, before full-on laughing at the doctor. Her body reverberated and her head jerked back, while noises, that would have sounded like someone choking, emerged from her throat.
"Hey, I'm sorry," she managed to compose herself enough to apologize. "I just didn't expect something like this to show up in my day," a few remaining chuckles escaped her, as she started the noisy combustion engine.
Nilian, redder than the serpent's eyes, had already chosen the defense of looking out of the window, though he gave a nod to affirm the snake's apology. Through the see-through roof of the cab, Nilian looked up into the glowing sky. Distant stars blinked in white lines, while the moon hung at the edges of the city wall, filling the landscape in the signature lunar glow. Past the facility landscape of the Stack, passing by the skyscrapers of Renova, eventually landed them on the bridge connecting to Riverside.
"At least you're not a xenophobe," came from the front.
"I guess you could say that," Nilian humored.
"If it's not too much to ask, how did you meet her?" Suddenly, the serpent adopted a more timid and uncertain tone.
For a moment, the doctor considered dismissing the question, since this was still very much a private subject, but the question caught his attention. "Why do you wanna know?" He prodded.
"Errr...I have this human, who orders cab rides near where I start my day, so I pick him up for, then later from, work. We always talk and he is super nice and respectful, but I don't know if...you know, if he likes me." Though she kept her focus on the road, she also took repeated glances at the human, checking if she was crossing a line or not.
"Huh," 'I've never given out dating advice, I basically ran into mine by accident.' "Well, if he keeps getting into your car, then you can be pretty sure that he doesn't dislike you or your species. Maybe bring up his feelings for aliens, then specify vipers and see where the conversation goes from there. I will admit, I am fairly new to everything along those subjects, so take it with a grain of salt," Nilian added a little bit of mental distance between him and possibly ruining a random viper's shot at companionship.
"Why would I salt him? I'm not trying to eat anyone," her brows wrinkled in confusion.
"No, no, it's a human saying. I meant, don't take it as perfect advice, relationships are complicated and different for everyone."
"Ah, human language is so backward sometimes," the viper dismissed.
"So you think it could work?" She brought it back to her subject.
"There is no way to find out unless you try. I met her because I took a chance, then didn't back out," Nilian reminisced on that Friday evening.
"And it's going well?" The driver inquired curiously.
"I think so," Nilian concluded, as his destination slowly came into view.
"Good luck," Nilian waved his goodbye and stepped out, as the transaction went through automatically.
The viper pulled her lips up in a smirk, which served to make the human even more excited to see the cobra within the inn. The night was cold and clear, people were going about their post-work lives. Nilian stepped inside the swinging doors and looked around. Penny maned the bar once again, a hybrid waiter served tables, patrons sat on chairs and stools, and the place was relatively full. He chose to say hello to Penny first and perhaps get a drink, as he was still a little early.
Immediately, the freckled woman flared her eyes at the doctor. Nilian gave a nod and sat at the edge of the bar.
"Evening," she greeted and swung over after serving a colorful liquor to a human on the opposite end.
"Hi," Nilian sighed, as he sat down and let his shoulders slump.
"Something the matter?" Penny raised an eyebrow at the man's exhausted-sounding attitude.
"Boring day, but it's over now," Nilian replied and leaned onto the bar.
"Want a drink?" She asked, motioning to the multitude of colorful and strangely shaped bottles.
"Do you have anything without alcohol?" He inquired and let his gaze wander over the labels, none of which betrayed if they would taste good.
The bartender spun around and briefly scanned over the shelves. Finally, she grabbed out a green glass bottle, labeled Lime Sundar. The shape tapered into a thin top with a rounded bottom, the liquid inside looked slightly viscous and the cap hadn't been opened yet.
"Gonna be honest, I think I've had this once, a little sweet, sour if you keep it in your mouth for a while, you wanna try?" She placed the bottle on the counter and got a glass out.
"You're not fucking with me, are you?" Nilian raised a suspicious brow.
"Would I ever?" Penny gave a deep smirk and cocked her head to the side.
"Eh, fine," Nilian agreed and Penny popped the cap off of the bottle.
She poured the greenish liquid into a tall glass and topped it off with a piece of lime and a few ice cubes Upon meeting air, it fizzled in tiny bubbles and smelled potently of sweetened limes. The woman pushed the glass over and gave Nilian an inquisitive glance.
The doctor looked with squinted eyes, then shrugged and drank. Sweet, fruity, sugary, then a sourness which forced his face to scrounge together and his neck tense. Quickly, he swallowed the drink down and took a few deep breaths afterward.
When his eyes stopped tearing up, he looked back up and saw Penny covering her mouth, while hearty chuckles scaped beneath. Her eyes also carried a few tears, though hers were from laughing. She snorted and wiped them away, before giving Nilian an apologetic glance.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but that was too funny to pass up," she apologized, though it didn't sound very sincere.
"What the fuck was that?" Nilian blurted up, looking at the liquid and trying to clear the taste from his mind.
"Something for mutons," Penny chuckled and turned the bottle to the doctor.
With a bewildered expression, Nilian read the label, which openly displayed the muton-approved sticker.
"You trying to poison me?" Nilian returned his gaze to Penny.
"Eh, I've drunk with mutons before, if this is too much, don't even touch their alcohol," Penny replied calmly and resealed the bottle.
"And what do I do with this?" Nilian motioned to the still almost full glass in front of him.
"Just leave it, on the house. See it as compensation for giving me a laugh. But be honest, your day's a lot less boring now, is it?" Penny said, revealing that this had been indeed a ploy to help Nilian overcome the mundanity of the day.
"Huh, I guess you're right. I'd still like something to wash this down with," Nilian gave in.
"I can mix you somethin'," Penny spun around, grabbed a pair of opened bottles, a metallic shaker, and a thin glass.
"You waiting on the snake?" She inquired as she poured different volumes of clear, then blueish liquid into the glass.
"Yeah, we're gonna hang out a little," Nilian responded nonchalantly.
Penny pushed the glass over to him and Nilian eyed the mixture before taking a little sip. When it didn't immediately assault his senses, he figured it was some kind of cocktail mix, he drank the taste of whatever she had given him previously away.
"She was...a little different today. I saw you two leave the other night, mind if I ask whatcha did to have her smiling like that?" The woman prodded.
"I...Uhm, we...she cooked us a nice meal," Nilian settled on a true event.
Penny raised her eyebrows up high, then looked the man over. Scrutinizing, doubtful, but still lighthearted and amused. "Uhu, and what did ya eat?"
"Chicken tandoori, we even got real chicken from one of the stores," Nilian quickly replied.
"Ah, she's talked to Caroline about that thing, hasn't made it for me though," Penny scoffed. "How did you get her to do that for you? Must've been a huge favor," her overwhelming smirk seeped into his every word.
Nilian had chosen to look anywhere but actually at the woman, as his cheeks had flushed with red. Using the momentary break from the questioning, Nilian slushed about a third of the drink down in one go, then cleared his voice.
"How long have you known her, like, exactly?" He made direct and intense eye contact with the woman, just hoping she would let him out of the hole he was digging.
"You're changing the subject," Penny replied with a grin.
"Yes," Nilian admitted.
A moment passed, in which Penny's expression changed from teasing smirk to amusement at the doctor's boldness, then to a deep sigh, after which she seemingly settled on letting him off the hook.
"She was a regular here after her day job, when I mentioned that we had too little staff for evening shifts, cause one of our sectoids quit, I asked if she wanted to work here. I trained her how to handle drinks and she freshened up the kitchen a little. Only, up until now, she kept to herself, always comes on time, then slithers out of the door. I have a feeling she's working herself to death, so I take it easy in here," Penny explained.
"So you knew her before?" Nilian prodded.
"Yeah, always came in with a droopy face, tired, but I could cheer her up more times than not. And every time someone stupid enough to run their mouths came along, I just knew she had something to say," Penny smiled at her reminiscing.
"But you two seem to come together nicely," Penny finalized, as she slipped away to serve another batch of customers.
A group had just come in and now took the bartender's attention, letting Nilian organize his thoughts. He glanced over at the clock, as the energetic music sounded away in the background. Penny returned a few times, but the night was becoming busier and busier, leaving the woman with little time to make conversation.
Eventually, the time made out in the serpent's text arrived and Nilian's view became transfixed on the kitchen door. Minutes within infinity passed, as Nilian counted the seconds until he could see his viper again. Granted, he had nothing much to talk about, but just being in around her again was more than enough.
It was strange for certain, they had met days ago, yet, Nilian could no longer imagine what he would do without her. Everything about the viper was nothing short of perfect in his eyes. And indeed, that is what he saw first.
The green gemstone-like orbs of the snake, her neverending movement, the look of self-confidence, the occasional flick of the tongue, and the impossibly smooth outline of black, silver, and whites. Amira stepped, or slithered out of the door and stopped, then scanned over the interior. Immediately, her view caught the eyes of Nilian from over the bar. A sly smile crept over the thin, long lips of the reptilian, as she made a straight line toward him.
A buttoned beige jacket, beneath which lay a white blouse, and at the end of her tail a black stretch of fabric. The weather was cold, making it logical that the viper needed a little assistance in keeping her temperature stable. Nilian waited patiently, as the long snake arrived next to him, coiled her tail into a spring, and gazed at the human.
"Evening, Nilian," she greeted, her eyes completely focused on the man.
"Hi, Amira" Nilian replied quickly, his mind struggling to stay in place.
Her smell, the intricate reflective patterns of her scales, the flared hood, the endless fascination he found within her eyes, the sultry way she pronounced his name, everything about her, he adored to the fullest."Has Penny been pestering you for a long time?" The snake inquired, looking over at the woman, who was pouring shots with one hand, while shaking a cocktail with the other.
"Mentioned you were feeling upbeat today," Nilian replied.
"Hmm, I wonder why that would be," Amira spoke slowly and sensually, while letting her tongue linger closer and longer than what would be necessary.
Nilian didn't fully why he did what he did next, perhaps just reflexive thinking, a moment of misplaced courage, or just a foolish attempt at jokingly reliving the tension she had just put on him. His hand reached up, a finger extended, Amira looked confused, then his finger made contact with the front of her snout.
"Bop"
Amira flinched back slightly and looked to the human with a bewildered expression.
"What?" Was all she could muster, as she chuckled slightly.
"I-I don't...it's an internet thing and I thought that...I'm sorry," Nilian stammered out, immediately regretting every thought that had lead up to his action.
"Bop," Amira's scaled finger rose and the tip of her claw landed on the tip of his nose.
He didn't dare try to pull away, as the serpent didn't have the same, rounded fingernails as him, but he was still very taken aback by the gesture.
"Your nose isn't as sensitive as mine, though," Amira pulled back.
"Dafuck are you two doing?" The chuckling, accented voice of Penny interrupted the two, as she finally swung by.
"An internet thing," Amira responded nonchalantly. "What's a viper gotta do to get a drink around here?" She cocked her head to the side and challenged.
"Hmm, lemme think," Penny mused and put a finger to her jaw. "Oh yeah, how about you cook me something, heard you give out cooking lessons now," she teased, looking between the flustered human and resolute snake.
"I could do that," she responded. While giving Nilian a glance out of the corner of her eye, she added, "just no dessert for you."
"So that's what we're calling it now, are we? Got it," Penny teased back, then spun around and grabbed a twisting bottle of clear liquor from one of the lower shelves.
"Just cause you haven't been asked on a date in twenty years doesn't mean you have to be crotchety about it," Amira continued to tease the bartender, who glared up playfully while pouring a bottle.
"I was the one who convinced both of you to stay and give the other a shot," Penny argued, as she finished up the drink and passed it over to the viper.
"And I thank you for that, still, you're just jealous," Amira sipped from the liquor and looked to Nilian, who was content with just sitting this one out. "You liked my cooking, right?"
"Oh, yeah, wonderful. I learned more from prepping that chicken than in ten years eating the sludge that justified as cafeteria food on the avenger," Nilian responded.
"You were aboard the avenger?" Penny burst forward.
"Yeah, taken in as a regular recruit, but I made it as a doctor in the end."
"Were you ever in combat?" Amira inquired with an interested tone.
"Three times as a combatant, more than I can count as rescue or collecting samples," Nilian recounted.
"He's the extraterrestrial expert in Karn memorial," Amira added as if displaying the man to Penny with pride.
"So an expert with snakes, huh? Should have figured, well, I kinda did," Penny patted herself on the shoulder verbally.
"You could learn a thing or two from him on how to treat me," Amira shot, playing overly offended.
"Oh, you gonna cry, snakey? C'mon, have I not been the best company?" Penny retorted, also as playful and humored as the serpent.
"Careful, my venom isn't deadly and it just might find its way into your next drink," Amira threatened and displayed the needle-like teeth.
Nilian chalked it up to her being a subspecies of vipers, but Amira's teeth were far thinner than the ones of regular vipers. Alongside the other changes to her physiology, it wasn't impossible that her venom had other effects than the simple neurotoxin common amongst her species. Maybe it was the fascination with all aliens that made finding more unique features so alluring to the doctor, perhaps it was just because it was Amira in question, but Nilian found himself infatuated with the idea of exploring these specialties.
"Don't threaten me with a good time," Penny scoffed, unimpressed by the viper's joking promise.
"Speaking of a good time, you got anything in mind, Nilian?" Amira turned to the doctor.
"Not really," Nilian admitted. "I just figured we hang out here a little, chat, drink, eat something maybe," he suggested.
"You don't drink alcohol, right?" Amira inquired.
"I don't like what it does to my head, so not if I can avoid it," Nilian explained.
"So you're not gonna do shots with us?" Penny chimed in, her tone sounded almost disappointed.
"On a work night?" Nilian reiterated.
The southern woman disappeared beneath the bar and produced three small glasses, along with a clear bottle.
"If I didn't drink on work nights, I'd never drink," the woman mused, then popped the cap off.
"Oh, yeah, Nilian, I actually have some news for you," Amira turned to the man, excitement and joy in her eyes. "I have decided to quit my job at reclamation," she announced cheerfully.
Nilian's eyes went wide and a big smile crept onto his face. "That's wonderful, did they say anything?"
"Well...I haven't officially done anything yet, but I've settled on it. And Penny here has said I could work full time here," Amira turned to the bartender, who also smiled warmly.
"Are you scared they'll say anything?" Nilian inquired.
"I just...I don't know how," Amira had lost a lot of the brashness and confidence, sounding sheepish.
"How to hand in an official statement?" The man continued to gather information, seeing the viper's insecurity.
Amira nodded, looking down and away from the human, a clear sign of embarrassment.
"Do you want me to help you, I am basically an email writer most of the time. If you give me the address and the name of your employer, I could just do it for you," Nilian offered, and immediately, the serpent seemed to glow back at him.
"You'd do that?" She sounded as if it was the most difficult task the human had just offered to complete for her.
"It's not that difficult, I could even teach you how to do it in the future," Nilian said nonchalantly and shrugged.
"Oh, she'll never quit this place," Penny interjected.
"Still a useful skill to have in today's society," Nilian replied.
"That would be wonderful," Amira returned her gaze to Nilian, joy in her eyes.
"Chances are, I could have it written up tonight even. Do you know the policies regarding leaving? Sometimes there is a period of time you still have to stay, so they can find a replacement," Nilian asked the serpent.
"As far as my contract is concerned, it doesn't have something like that. The only requirement is that I have a job to fall back onto, you know, so that I can't just stop working," she explained.
"And Penny's signed you in already?" Nilian turned to the woman behind the counter.
"That's what we're right now, doc," Penny gleamed and sent the shots over to them.
Nilian looked at the small glass in front of him, its smell already stung in his nostrils, while a voice in the back of his mind warned him that the two were perhaps just mocking him again. But Amira took the glass up, Penny held it and looked expectantly.
"Fuck it, let's celebrate," Nilian muttered to himself, took the glass, and threw it down his gullet.
It burned, it felt hot, then cold, and left a minty aftertaste on his tongue, but it wasn't terrible. The two women also drank, though neither showed the cringing expression the doctor had worked so hard to suppress. Three glasses clanked onto the counter and Nilian took a deep, mint-flavored, sigh.
"See, told ya he'd be happy to help," Penny smirked towards Amira.
She didn't reply, only giving Nilian a deep and grateful look. Her infinitely deep and reflective eyes gleamed, while a slightly mischievous idea floated across her mind.
"And you know, Nilian, since my work times are a little later, and this place isn't as far, staying over at your place could become a more regular occurrence; if that's alright with you, of course." The snake's tail slowly sneaked its way up Nilian's ankle.
The man swallowed, as he felt the fabric of her sock, beneath which lay powerful and thick muscle, wrapped around him. "I...am not opposed to it," he grinned uncontrollably.
"Ey, don't start that stuff in my bar," Penny quickly reprimanded the two, as she caught the looks they were giving each other.
"I'm not doing anything, right, Nilian?" Amira said innocently.
But, as soon as the bartender turned to serve other customers, Amira let her maw hang open just slightly. Nilian watched with a reddening expression, as the infinite pink rope that was her tongue slowly formed into a cocoon of flesh mid-air, clearly a callback to what the appendage had done to the man previously. Nilian failed to contain a reaction within his mind, causing images of the previous night to flutter back in.
Penny turned and, with the sound of someone sucking air in, Amira's tongue zipped back inside her mouth, though the sultry and knowing gaze of the serpent remained on Nilian. The man chose to look at the glass to his front, but still felt the light pressure on his leg. The gesture reminded him of holding hands, though he sadly couldn't reciprocate the snake's show of affection.
"If you get it figured out, I'm expecting you here tomorrow at nine. Caroline will show you the entire kitchen and you can see if you can cook something for the first afternoon shift," Penny explained while taking the three glasses and cleaning them.
"That seems fair. Nilian, you wanna...get out of here, I could repay you for helping me out here. You know, a nice massage," Amira leaned in closer to the doctor.
He could feel the snake's breath brush against his face, sending shivers down his spine. "Haven't done anything yet, but it would...help if you could look over my shoulder while I formulate the mail. And I'm not gonna say no to a massage from you," Nilian composed himself enough to endure the hungry gaze the viper was shooting his way.
"You never offered to massage me," Penny interrupted, sounding playfully offended.
"You never asked," Amira glanced over.
"Another time maybe, he'd just be jealous," Penny dismissed and smirked to the doctor, who was once again caught between the two.
"Great, then let's go," Amira announced and rose from her coils. The end of her tail slipped from the man's foot, as she slithered toward the door.
Nilian finished the rest of his cocktail and placed his wrist computer against the sensor at the bar, paying whatever Penny had put in. He turned to follow the serpent but felt something grab at his shoulder. He looked over and saw Penny giving him a deep stare.
"You better take care of her, you hear me," she whispered, her tone a little more intense than usual.
"I will," Nilian promised and got an assuring smile in return.
Their ride was quick to arrive, a yellow car with a spacious interior presumably made to accommodate all sorts of passengers. The open back allowed Amira to stretch out her entire length, though she acted strangely cramped, sticking close to her human partner. The driver, a muton with a missing finger, kept quiet and drove straight enough, leaving the two to give the other glances of sneaky desire.
Amira's tail found itself slithering up behind his side and, while she was pretending to look out the window, pocked him in the ribs. Nilian, slightly irritated, snapped down, but couldn't suppress a chuckle at the tapering appendage, wiggling up and down. Though the serpent had different plans.
Pocking became rubbing off the viper's sock, leaving the black and silver scales beneath visible to the air. Freed of her cloth, she began tickling the human with the dexterous limb. Small exclamations of annoyance, though they were thoroughly uncontested and undermined by the human's amusement, came in huffs from the man, as he struggled, and failed, to stay out of the way.
Eventually, however, he managed to snatch the wriggling serpent's tail. It was still almost as thick as his forearm and much more powerful, but he held it in place, as it waged back and forth, trying to push to him again. Nilian pressed it down onto the seat and held it there, while glaring over at the, very obviously and shamelessly, grinning viper.
'I wonder if…' Nilian hatched a small revenge plan.
At first, only with his thumb and hand which restrained her, he began softly tapping, brushing, and overall tickle the viper's tail. The entire bottom part of her tail twitched accordingly and the shaking tip indicated that she was, in fact, ticklish there. Immediately, the human pulled her onto his lap and brought the second hand into the mix.
Amira couldn't hide her snickering, reverberating through her entire body. She made half-hearted attempts at freeing herself, too occupied with the sensations. Nilian watched in vengeful satisfaction, as she failed to stop giggling chuckles from emerging upon his fingers just slightly touching her.
Her scales had always been soft, but these were not like the ones on her torso. No, on her tail, they were not hiding bones or fat, just muscle, manipulable, pliable, and overwhelmingly supple. It was an impossible task not to revel in the serpent's enjoyment of his touch, so Nilian didn't even try; a wide and self-satisfactory grin was plastered over his entire face.
Soon, their teasing ride came to an end at the familiar crossroads in the Renova heights. They spotted the supermarket, which was when Nilian was reminded that he hadn't eaten since lunch and had just taken a shot. They dipped inside quickly and the human grabbed a loaf of artificial bread and honey. Though neither came from their original source, this market avoided using more experimental means of replicating.
The doctor asked if his serpentine companion wanted anything, but she refused, stating that she had eaten already, but making it known that she would share his meal.
Bag in hand and closely together, they walked and slithered the remaining distance quickly, the cover of a diminishing moon shining brighter than the streetlights and various building windows. Nilian spotted Amira looking up at the tall building to their front, surely seeing it differently, now that she knew how high up they would be in just a moment.
Jar manned the front, further increasing the human's suspicion that the sectoid ran on far too much caffeine. He greeted them, Nilian by last name and Amira by her chosen one.
They stepped into the box of the elevator and went all the way up, luckily without interruption of any disgruntled neighbors. The long hallway leading to Nilian's apartment wasn't entirely empty, a woman and a man walked down in the opposite direction. The door unlocked and the two entered.
Alright, I'll turn on my laptop, then we'll eat and I can show you how to write a formal fuck you," Nilian chuckled and took off his bag and shoes.
"A formal fuck you, hmm. First time I've heard that but I suppose it makes sense," Amira mused, slinging the sock from her tail onto a hook on the man's wardrobe.
"No other way to put it, you say, hey, it's been nice here, but I want to leave because I have better to do," Nilian said while flipping open the slick computer.
"And...they will just accept that?" Amira sounded worried, as the screen flickered on within a second.
"That's how the system works, if you couldn't leave, it would just be slave labor, like Advent, right?" Nilian made his way to the kitchen and grabbed two plates and the one smearing knife he had.
"I've never had honey before," Amira commented, gazing onto the viscous mass within a glass jar.
"Then it's good you try this one at least, most companies try to make the flavor far too sweet in my opinion, this one is just sweet enough," Nilian explained and began twisting the knife within, then slathering a generous amount onto the pre-sliced pieces of bread.
"Let's go," Nilian announced and carried the plates over to the table.
They sat down, Amira just springing onto her coils next to him, and Nilian grabbed one slice. He bit off and instantly felt better, knowing that he had at least eaten something now. Amira, however, ran into a little bit of a problem.
The lack of any teeth, besides the thin and hollow venom injectors, lead to the snake attempting to simply throw the piece into her mouth. A property of honey she had apparently not known about, or not taken into consideration, made itself known as the bread stuck to the roof of her mouth.
At first, it was slightly irritating, but that soon turned into her trying to shift her mouth around and shaking her head, in an increasingly desperate and very amusing attempt at shaking the sugary surface from her. Nilian looked on, frozen in his last bite, as the snake finally used her tongue to separate the bread and simply swallowed it.
"That was not funny!" She hissed, as the human made no attempt at hiding a burst of cackling laughter.
"Yes, it was," Nilian blurted out in between huffs.
"Oh, you'll regret that," the serpent's voice became slow and breathy, as she suddenly leaned closer to the human from behind.
The hot breath, the clawed hands on his shoulders, her sultry and sensual voice, and a slight brush against his ear via the forked tip of Amira's tongue, sent shudders down the human's spine. He now sat a lot more rigidly, while the hairs on his neck stood tall amongst goosebumps. Again, he felt her tail snake its way up his leg, though this time, not on the outside.
"A-Amira, I still have to write this," he tried to argue, though his composure slipped easily, as she brought her long, stretchy head in front of his face and just stared at him with those amazing eyes.
Every time he stared, every time they locked eyes like this, the world disappeared for a moment. He was lost in the black voids that were the slitted pupils, surrounded by the brightest, most intense green he had ever seen. It was impossible not to be filled with awe, complete infatuation, nothing more. He loved this sight, even more than what was likely to come.
"Alright…" Amira, surprisingly, relented and unwrapped, then continued to hover over Nilian.
Nilian loudly cleared his voice and straightened his posture, despite it not being off, and got to work on a document. The laptop was a part of his work equipment, extremely fast processing power, and a long-lasting battery.
"Again, this is a goodbye message, so you have to make it stick with one go, clear up anything and be polite," Nilian instructed.
Amira nodded and read along, as Nilian wrote up the template to how the email would be formulated. Nilian had written thousands of polite, but firm applications, conversations with government officials, denied applications, and between colleagues. He demonstrated how to address correctly, displayed the rules of formatting, and ended by just filling out the names.
Amira was keenly watching over his shoulder, her big hood resting over his head like an umbrella. Her breath slightly bruised against his neck, possibly an attempt by the serpent to distract him. But he stayed resolute.
"And they didn't teach you this stuff in the detention centers?" Nilian finalized.
"Not a thing, it was about interacting in person, and mostly just what not to do. Very few times was it supposed to be a formal interaction," Amira recounted.
Nilian frowned at the seeming incompetence of Xcom's reeducation plans, but sighed his frustrations away; at least he'd be able to help the serpent.
"I'll just send this to you and you can send it directly to them," Nilian concluded his work and Amira received the text.
The human leaned back and closed the laptop. His serpentine partner hovered close but gave him enough space to maneuverer. Nilian took up the rest of his honey slice, then caught a sneaky glance from Amira.
His lips tasted of honey and felt sticky, he'd have to wipe it off somewhere.
"Let me just take care of this," he motioned to the result of his messy eating, then stood up.
"I've got a better idea," the serpent suddenly slithered in front of him.
Nilian's breath got caught in his lungs, as his wide eyes stared at the viper, who returned a gaze of desire, of mischievous ideas, and barely contained need. Her tongue slipped from the small vent between her scaled lips and roamed in warped lines directly to the human's face. He didn't flinch, he wasn't scared, in fact, seeing the long organ approach as boldly as it did, filled him with expecting excitement.
He vividly recalled the snake's promise of more experimentation to come, he knew she had held back previously, and now, he wanted all of it. He wanted to know everything about her, he needed to find her buttons, while letting her explore his. Amira was one for playing games, may that be of word or other forms of teasing, so the doctor chose to play along. He knew she was much more powerful, a part of him desired this, another wished for more control, but that would come with time. For now, he was more than satisfied with letting her dictate the pace.
But, instead of a pulling, probing, deep, and deeply sensual kiss, the split tongue of the viper brushed softly against his lips. She teasingly flicked up and down, doing much more than just scooping up the sweet honey lathered over the man's lips. Her head rested a few inches from him, her piercing emerald eyes forced contact, ensuring that the man couldn't look anywhere else.
Finally, she pulled back, running the coated tip along her lip, making a show of pulling it into an open maw.
"Ah, you taste so sssssweet," she whispered, intentionally dragging the voals.
Though her lisp sometimes affected words, Nilian knew the dragging sounds were more for him, as they, very obviously, sent another wave of goosebumps down his spine.
"I think that's the honey," Nilian joked, doing his best to keep the heat from reaching his head.
"Really?" She sounded surprised. Within the blink of an eye, her entire form shot forward and her massive tail wrapped around him once, then twice, and ended with having the man entirely encoiled. Amira's torso hovered a little higher than the human, as she supported herself off the man's body
Her thin, elongated lips curled into a predatory smirk, as her head slowly swayed from side to side, keeping the man locked in not only her physical body but hypnotized by a constant glare. Nilian loved the contact of skin and scale, as the powerful muscles shifted and constricted lightly. His breaths were slow and deep, but with the rising heat of both their bodies, the proximity of the serpent, and all that he knew would come built-up warmth deep within his chest.
"I'm sure I tasted something else there, mind if I...have another taste?" She spoke with an open mouth, causing her voice to be beckoning and sultry.
Nilian swallowed the lump in his throat. "I won't stop you." He relaxed his posture.
Immediately, the serpent reared and struck forward, while cupping his cheeks. Nilian gasped once before the sensation of her lips interlocking with his filled his mind. The size difference caused the seal to be broken partly, thought the snake softly mouthed against his comparatively cushioned lips. She was rougher, more demanding, keeping his where she wanted him, as her coils tightened slightly.
The man expected her infinitely stretching tongue to begin wandering, enter his mouth, subdue his tongue and explore even deeper; but it never came. Instead, the viper continued to knaw softly against his cheeks, planting sucking kisses along his lips, pulling firmly, then disengaged with a pop and a knowing smile, as Nilian gasped for air.
"Awaiting something there?" Her breath had also lost its regular pace, but she still maintained her hold on his face.
"Don't say something like that, you know exactly what I want," Nilian retorted, giving into the snake's clear demands.
"I do, but I want to ask you something first. Are you allergic to viper venom?"
Nilian furrowed a brow, not the kind of question he had been expecting. "No, why do you ask that?" He gave the serpent an inquisitive look.
"Before I continue this, and we will continue this, I wanted to ask if I could...try something," shyness seeped through the determined snake's voice.
"Viper neurotoxin is deadly in even small doses if not thinned out. I think we already established that I am fine with more than a little playfulness, but still, I'd like to know what you're planning here."
"That's the thing, my venom is different on a purpose level. I wasn't designed to simply kill, but also for capture and interrogation. It is a haze for the mind and makes humans a lot more...ssseensative."
Nilian leaned his head to the side. "I think I see where you're going with this."
"I know how to control the amount and it dissipates within half an hour, no trace would be left. I would take care of you, in every way. As long as you don't have heart problems or are allergic, there is no danger," she explained, her hands slowly dropping from his face.
Nilian thought for a second and Amira let him take his time. True, he wanted to take it far with the serpent, everything in his body desired her, everything in his mind trusted that she would never harm him. She knew more about her own body than even the doctor with his vast knowledge of aliens did, and it was not at all implausible that certain organic chemicals in her venom could induce hallucinogenic effects, with a heightened sense of awareness. But why was he hesitant, then?
Was it the unknown that scared him? Hardly, it was the unknown that had drawn him to the viper in the first place. Uncertainty about the process of delivery? No, not that either. The doctor had been pricked with more medical syringes than he could count, pierced by the cobra's tiny fangs wouldn't hurt much more. Perhaps it was just his primitive process of being scared of offering utter control for an indeterminate amount of time that caused this small conflict in his head.
But in the end, he didn't land on a single reason not to see where this would lead. He adored this viper, his mind was clear on that, and, if it was going to be nice for her, too, then he would be happy to play into it.
"Alright," he agreed.
"You don't have to if you feel uncertain, I know that this is...weird," the serpent began to loosen her coils.
"Amira, I've known you for such a short while and-"
"I know, I'm sorry for even suggesting it, it was a stupid fantasy anyways," she broke eye contact and her entire demeanor shifted to that of regretful shyness.
"You didn't let me finish," Nilian grabbed her scaled hands and pulled her back in. " I've known you for such a short while and I want to go there with you already. It feels...strange saying it, but it's clear in my thoughts. I trust you with my everything and I want to follow you anywhere you want to take our relationship. If this is what you say it is, then I hereby give you consent to do whatever you wish."
"A-are you sure, it might sting a little," the viper gave him another chance to back out.
But Nilian was passed that. His response was reaching out and pulling her in for a deep, sensual, and wanting kiss. It apparently took her by surprise, as her eyes went wide at first, but they soon closed and let the moment take over.
"If I'm gonna be as passive as I think this will make me, let me help you out first," Nilian offered, as they pulled away.
"I would not mind, I've missed your touch," Amira admitted and shifted her body, allowing the man to take off his shirt.
Her tail wiggled like that of an excited dog, as the human slowly crept his fingers beneath her blouse. He traced the smooth patterns and shapes of her scales, running his digits across the toned abs, the plates of scales along her stomach, and eventually cupped her breasts from beneath. He prodded gently, then grasped around them as much as he could, though they didn't quite fit into his hands. Amira inhaled shakily and a soft hiss escaped her maw, as her forked tip hung slightly outside her mouth.
Though there were no nipples to speak of, Nilian massaged the viper's bust, kneading softly, then a little more firmly, squeezing the fatty tissue and hearing her moan in response. Her tail pulled taught with his movements and he feared building up her anticipation would leave him with a bruised ribcage. Then again, he had just agreed to be envenomed, what harm would a few bruises do?
The nature of the serpent's offer was not lost on the man, she had essentially laid open that she wanted to provide him intoxicated pleasure, treat him to her biology while getting only the satisfaction of appreciation in return. So, while he still could, he wanted to make up for it.
"Amira," he got her attention, the bioluminescent glow of her eyes met his. "Lift your arms," he demanded, his tone a meek imitation of the serpent's.
But she complied, even if a snicker of hidden laughter was her first response. Nilian pulled upwards and discarded the viper's top, her hood pulled in to allow it to pass over her head smoothly.
Nilian pulled the serpent closer once more and once again, began trailing deliberate lines along her stomach, breast, neck, tugged at the edges of her hood, and ran his fingers along her spine. All of which garnered reactions, whether it was hissing moans, breathy whispers, impatient flicks of her tongue, and tightening of her coils.
He looked upon the beauty he had explored with his fingers moments ago. The segments along her lower stomach laid overtop each other, each layer slightly smaller than the first, providing hard, scaled cover over her tight physique. The silvern patches flattened out at her chest, where they flowed seamlessly into a tiny array of hundreds of miniature armored plates, though it gave way to soft, malleable flesh beneath. From her collarbone to her long shoulders, all the way to the edges of her neck and part of her hood, these colors remained, until they trailed off into a darker shade.
Her eyes were the centerpiece of her face, lighting the surrounding scales in a dark shade of green, though it may have just been a side-effect of the human's inability to look anywhere than the glowing orbs for more than a moment. The almost imperceptibly smooth and interlocking scales allowed for an incredible expressiveness, acting almost like skin, though her expression more often than not carried a confident and knowingly teasing look.
Not right now, however. Gone was the self-assured and always ready to verbally retaliate facade, no, Nilian saw beyond that veil. There was someone who let herself be truly vulnerable with him, someone just as scared, but just as curious, and filled with desire.
Nilian felt heat rising from his body, but also literally from the serpent. He made a very obvious glance down, while the viper attempted to look anywhere but downwards. She was dripping, the protective scale pushed to the side, revealing pink flesh beneath. Nilian smiled. The snake refused to acknowledge her reaction, though it was far too playful and undermined by the faint blushing of her cheeks.
Slowly, teasingly slow, he trailed his fingers down the line in between her abs, the smooth surface letting him glide all the way to her waist. He stooped once he felt the enflamed structure below, Amira sucked in a sudden inhale, her tail pulled.
"Who's the impatient one now?" Nilian spoke slowly.
"Where is this coming from?" Amira sounded intrigued, though her voice was breathy.
The human didn't reply, rather, he pressed his finger against the top of her mound. He felt her body shudder, as a shivering hiss sounded from deep within. Her muscular coil clenched around him and Nilian took the slightly pent-up gaze of the serpent as a signal to stop simply teasing her; though he did so with reluctance.
And so, he pushed past the soft scales around her and slipped inside the awaiting, and leaking with sleek lubricant, vent. Though not just euphemistically, but also literally, for heated air emanate from within.
Two fingers were immediately slicked with lubricant, as Nilian felt his digits be almost pulled inward. The entire body of the serpent, in fact, pulled to him. She pressed her torso into the man's, letting her breasts be a spongy pillow between them. Her hood quivered from anticipation, as her tongue flicked against his ear.
"Will you hold still?" Amira loomed above the human, who nodded.
Without securing him with her hands, she leaned in and embraced him. The man remained as still as he could, though, as the curios appendage of the snake's tongue roamed into his mouth and mind. The slightly coppery taste from the serpent overflowed his mind, as the saliva-covered tongue ensnared his own woefully inadequate organ.
His knees began to give out and the slow fingering took a small pause, as the tongue, which moved like a snake in its own right, slipped even deeper. His throat gave a small bit of resistance, though the serpent stopped when she felt him gag. Nilian's eyes, even beneath closed eyelids, rolled back, as tingling filled his body.
But he rained some semblance of thought and began encircling the tiny bulb of flesh atop her canal. Amria's mouth dislodged from Nilian, as a gasp forced her away, though her tongue stayed with him; and it didn't take long for her head to return to him. Though this time, more saliva ran down both their necks, the snake's spongy gums gnawing at his mouth with increasing need.
And this need, this desire to be touched, was noticeable on the human's digits, as he felt himself be pulled into deeper parts, the bulbous, wet flesh inside. Her hips, whether it was an involuntary reaction or a deliberate attempt at getting more out of the man, swayed back and forth, up and down, rubbing more of the contracting and twitching insides against him. Nilian worked, as his mind and head were fully taken over by the prodding appendage within.
Clear fluids flowed and reached the outside, painting the human's hand in the result of his actions, while it dripped down the serpent's hips and tailed off slowly against her scales. Her tongue slowly unwrapped its many coils inside the man's mouth and recede back into its rightful place, though not before smearing itself over her own lips.
"Nilian, I...need lay down if you're gonna continue this," she was out of breath, almost panting her words.
Nilian slowly pulled his fingers from her snatch, making sure to give the snake's clit a light pinch, eliciting a sharp inhale and constriction of her coils.
"Sure thing," Nilian agreed.
The coils loosened and dropped away from him, as the snake swirled toward the couch, though the movements seemed strangely sluggish. Nilian looked down at his digits, covered in fluids that formed sticky lines as he spread them, then walked over to the serpent, who had laid herself out halfway across the, impossibly tiny in comparison, couch.
He threw off the rest of his clothing and approached her fully nude. Her eyes seemed to devour the sight, trailing across his chest, then down to his standing member. But it wasn't his turn, he knew that. For now, he wanted to please her, pay forward whatever she'd do to him when he would become envenomed. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement at the prospect of being hers truly, letting her take complete control of him.
She lay sideways, her heated vent on full display, her tits pulled tightly against her ribcage, as gravity squished them. Her head was somewhat upright, enabled by the stretchy neck, and her eyes bore into him, awaiting his next move. She was going to let him work, see what he had to offer her in return, and give back manyfold later.
Knowing that her body was much sturdier than his own, he climbed atop her tail and positioned his face just along her midriff. The serpent's head rose above the mounds in the way and looked expectantly at the human. He laid out flat against her tail and let his stomach go along where a human's legs would be, though that was still only tail. Granted, a little awkward for them, but what followed would soothe whatever amusement they would have shared.
His hands wandered along the serpent's tight flanks, making sure to only softly graze her, as the direction of her scales would have caused irritation otherwise. Eventually, he reached her bust, starting from the sides first, he softly kneaded and manipulated the soft flesh. Filled with nerves, each movement, each touch by the human caused tiny sparkles of tingling electricity to make their way through and into Amira's entire body.
Nilian smirked, as he felt her tail end wrap up his legs like a vine climbing a postal tower. Using one hand, while the other switched between the two breasts, he began to trail beach downward, making his way through the canal of her segmented abs, overtop the armor-like plates of her stomach, until it reached below her hips again. Though this time, it was accompanied by his mouth, too.
Already worked up, Nilian was met with an array of different tastes and sensations; as his tongue met heated fluid, tasting of metallic copper and salt. It was a cocktail one wouldn't particularly enjoy due to taste alone, as it stung slightly, but the heat of the situation, alongside knowing that this was the result of the serpent he so adored, turned it into an aphrodisiac for the man. At first, the shaky walls inside seemed to offer resistance, though this quickly turned into a pulling and undulating, as they sought to further draw in whatever had entered.
Her tail suddenly stopped and clutched around his knee so tightly that it stretched the man's leg out, though luckily controlled enough to not break or injure him. There was a certain danger in offering himself to the serpent, even if she would never consciously hurt him, there were simply certain reactions she couldn't entirely control yet; partly because they were new, but also in their intensity.
Still, the happy and love-drunken hisses, her head, which was pulled back into the couch's pillows, and the irregular clenching of her canal, would not let Nilian even think of stopping. Although he wasn't in his best-ever shape, he still knew how to handle pain.
Finally, he caught the part of the viper he had been looking for, though only with his tongue as his eyes were buried against her waist, eyes closed. He flicked it a few times, noting the sudden tensing of the muscles around him, then drew it in between his lips. As if rattling from the cold, a drawn-out and fluttering hiss sounded out.
Oh, how he would have loved to see her expression right now. But, at least, her body told him enough, it spoke to him on a deep level, telling what to do, how fast, when to be rougher. A little more directly so, as a four-fingered hand landed on his scalp.
At first, he thought it was simply her being fascinated by his hair again, and she was, as her slender and clawed fingers slowly collected handfuls. But it also served another purpose, she had just gotten control of his head.
Not an uncomfortable amount of pressure, but a very wanted expression from her, as she pushed his head, and therefore his tongue, deeper inside her canal. At that point, Nilian couldn't smell anything, taste anything, except for the viper. He breathed in what air there was and, when it depleted, swallowed her juices. The array of sensations, noises, and tastes he got from the snake began to cloud his mind, as his body only acted on her desire. She pushed him deeper still.
He knew why, she had an infinitely longer tongue, surely she expected more from him. So he made up for length with his one anatomy and intuition. He found spots along her wall that felt like mounds of sensitive flesh, that, when he brushed against the with finger or tongue, reflexively made her body clench. Every time he found one of these spots, he exploited it for a few moments, in which Amira let out a noise like a quickly deflating raft; though they were undermined by satisfied hisses and moans. Her hand grew a little rougher with him whenever he found another new one of these sensitive marks, holding him down for prolonged periods of time before letting him up to breathe.
During the moments he separated from her sex, sticky fluids clouded his face, he felt it run down his neck; surely a messy and memorable sight for the serpent. But he saw something he enjoyed as well. Through the slick film of pre-orgasmic fluid, he saw her maw hanging open, fangs exposed, while her tongue was draped out limply, as if unable to retract the appendage. She was panting, saliva dripped from one edge, a little bit of purple mixed into the concoction, as venom dripped from her fangs. Her eyelids struggled to stay open on one side, while the other had already closed. Nilian smirked before her sultry gaze met his and he was promptly pushed back down.
Time wasn't a concept anymore, not for the man at least, and perhaps for the serpent also. Her pull on Nilian's hair grew stronger yet again, and he took the sign that she desperately wanted him to finish this. He had remembered where the ball of tight nerves was and captured it again. The tail, which had climbed up to his thigh, squeezed his entire leg again, but he wasn't done. He gently bit down at the strand connecting it to the rest of her body and entrapped it within his jaw, where his tongue worked on the tiny thing. Her breath became sudden, sucking inhales, as she attempted to speak.
"N-...Nil-Nilian!" She cried out.
Her entire body pulled together, her hand on his head, her tail on his legs, and the powerful muscles within her. She sought to capture the human, though he had no intentions of leaving her, as her orgasmic waves spurted warm fluid from deep in her body. Though he let go of her clit, the feeling of prolonged contact would become unpleasant for her during this. Still, he remained buried to the nose inside her clenching opening.
She rode it out and Nilian did so alongside her.
Slowly, her hand let the human come back up for air, which he took in after a moment longer. He wiped away a little from his eyes and looked upon the serpent. Like a dead snake would turn on its back and let its tongue drool out of its mouth, so did Amira have her jaw apart and tongue slung overtop the couch and halfway across the room. Her neck, tail, eyelids, and stomach twitched periodically, as forced hisses emerged from her throat.
She looked up, her expression shifted and drunk, as her eyes met Nilian's.
"Enjoy yourself there?" Nilian asked teasingly, as he slowly righted his body.
Her reply was a predatory gaze, one that still spoke of the lust from before, but more focused. Like sucking in the longest strands of spaghetti, or pulling back a tape measure, her tongue flicked into the air and retracted into her tongue.
Suddenly her tail, still wrapped around his leg, pulled backward, then up. Within the second, Nilian dangled upside down, as the viper brought the rest of her body beneath him.
"Are you ready, then?" She whispered and exposed the teeth.
"L-like this?" Nilian asked, letting his arms hang in the air.
Amira gave a resigning nod and flipped him back the right way up. Her tail uncoiled from his foot and Nilian saw marks along his skin. Though his freedom was short-lived, the speed and precision of the viper caught him off guard again. He was quickly wrapped in the snake's coils and brought to his knees, where her green yes met him.
Again, he saw inside the snake's maw, where the thin fangs lay exposed. She hissed slowly, definitely trying to show off a little.
"You don't scare me," Nilian responded calmly and the hissing immediately stopped, as her maw shut closed.
"Are you sure about that?" She grabbed him by the shoulders and easily rose above him. Her body floated like gravity didn't affect it, then her head disappeared from Nilian's sight.
"Because I can sssssmell it," she was still teasing, but now, Nilian felt her breath against his nape.
He knew what would come, he had already agreed to it. But where would she bite him? Medically speaking, the safest and easiest place to do it would be the Cephalic vein in his arm, but that hardly would fit the theme Amira was going for. She gave playful and soft nibbles at his earlobe, though there were no teeth involved. Next, she trailed along his collar, to which Nilian leaned on the other side. A slight prick, he thought she had started, but, when he looked back, he saw she had only laid her teeth against his skin. She had made another game of this, one he had agreed to play, and now deeply enjoyed being a part of.
She trailed the sharp ends along NIlian's neck, then over to his shoulder. He met her gaze and she raised her head, alongside her brow. Another silent offer to back out, but Nilian only smiled.
"Then just breathe," she demanded softly.
The end of her scaly appendage, her tapering tail tip suddenly wrapped around his erection, Nilian gasped. At the same moment, the serpent struck.
Indeed like syringes, thin, smooth, and they easily pierced his flesh. It did sting, yes, but it was sudden, cold at first, and he felt her apologetically gnawing at the spots, as a little blood emerged. Nilian didn't know if he would feel her injecting, but he actually did. He noticed the shift of Amira's jaw, then the fluid of her teeth entered his bloodstream. His body shivered, as he drew in cold inhales.
Amira's soft, scaled hands caressed his neck and head, as she pumped slow and deliberate amounts of her paralyzing venom into him. The point of impact was hot, the area around it became slightly numb at first, then returned with intense feeling. His thoughts fluttered for a second and his mouth hung open, as he continued to just breathe. His heart rate increased noticeably, even far after she had dislodged her teeth from him. His legs completely gave out, but he was luckily already entirely supported by the serpent. His muscles tensed at first, but quickly just relaxed. He still could move his eyes and his gaze was met by Amira, who brought her head back to the front.
"Relax...lay back...let me take care of you…" Her voice rang through the hazy thoughts of Nilian, as his vision swirled slightly.
"You are beautiful," Nilian spoke slurred as if just waking from a night of sleep.
Her lips curled and she struck for his head, grabbing the back of it with a hand and delivering the warmest, most sensual kiss yet. Every touch of her scales, every place in her soft mouth, filled his head in overwhelming sensations. Even just the air across his skin sent electrical jolts of shivering pleasure throughout his body, while the greedily intruding tongue touched every single thing inside his mouth, Nilian groaned into the viper's mouth, which would have been big enough to encompass his entire face.
The soft pressure on his manhood had somewhat increased, along with the sensitivity and hardness of it. It seemed that this poison had not only increased feeling, but also blood pressure, or perhaps he was just very aroused by the entire situation. The soft stroking, and heat, coming from her tail certainly helped.
He fell backward in her grasp, as a few layers of coils encircled him at the stomach. Amira disconnected their lips, a trail of saliva hanging between them, then laid herself back on the couch. Using her tail to carry him, she placed him on the top of her stomach. She let her tail drop off of his dick and grabbed it with her hand instead. She scooched him forward a little more until his pelvis rested beneath her chest. She pushed his penis down between the scaled mounds and pressed them against his member.
They were so soft, so warm, so smooth; Nilian felt as if he was in heaven, as his thoughts became incoherent nonsense. She manipulated the subtle flesh from the outside using her hands, rubbing irregularly, up and back down. Nilian's upper body was entirely upheld by her massive tail, so he could just let his head roll into his neck and relax.
Another sudden sensation, wet, thin, much more dexterous - her tongue. It wrapped the slippery tip around the top of his penis, enveloping the sensitive glans in warm, moving flesh. The combined sensations of the squishy tits and lubricating tongue mounted the man's pressure at record's pace. He tried to speak, but nothing except a breathy whisper of her name emerged.
It was quickly too much, as Nilian tensed and Amira allowed his member to cover her breasts in white. Her eyes were directed at the man's face throughout his orgasm, and Nilian met her satisfied gaze. The kneading came to a few more wringing motions until the silvern scales were covered in white. If he hadn't collapsed beforehand, he would have now, as the intensity of his climax brought deep, warming pleasure. The bright green of her eyes captured his vision, the gaze giving a loveable expression to the doctor.
She lifted him up again and brought her body upright with his, then put him on top of a layer of coils. The harness-like coils around his chest loosened and he was once again free. Amira let her face hover above his and gave a quick flash down. He was hard again, a side effect from the venom?
Either way, Amira had a gleam off an idea in her eyes and shifted her body around 180 degrees. Her head lined up with his member, while her own crotch lined up above the human's face. Even through Nilian's hazy mind, he knew what was coming, and his member twitched in anticipation and due to the air hitting his exposed glans.
Then, a drip of coppery saliva hit him, followed by the serpent ensnaring him completely in her tongue. She climbed down his length and cupped his scrotum, then lowered the rest of her head around his tip. Though she remained there, only softly sucking on the tip, though this was more than enough to have the human groan in pleasure. This was quickly muffled, however, as her waist slammed down on his face, covering his mouth and filling his mind with the serpent's tastes.
Her tongue moved up and down, twisted along his girth, and lathered all over him. Her thin lips pulled at his head, as her tongue brushed softly against it. He tensed his body a few times, though it didn't always respond, the serpent already knew what it meant. Simultaneously, he licked, pushed, and mouthed indiscriminately against her insides.
He felt pressure and anticipated imminent release, as Amira began bobbing her head up and down, taking him into the undulating and swallowing muscles of her throat. His toes culled and he was about to give in to her awaiting gullet, but a sudden and sharp pressure at the base of his dick forcefully suppressed the orgasm. He groaned into her canal out of frustration, as Amira's tongue kept a firm hold on him, while her mouth refused to move, denying his release.
Eventually, the pressure of her tongue unwrapped from him, as the snake's warm maw slipped from him, leaving trails of saliva and pre-ejaculate. Her own sex lifted from the man, too, as she turned around once again. She faced him, locked lips, and probed inside, though not as deeply.
Her lower abdomen lined up with his member, rubbing it up and down, lathering it with her own juices. Her puffy scales were hot to the touch and each time the man almost slipped inside, he felt her insides were burning up.
And finally, she empaled her insides on Nilian's dick. Both let out embarrassingly uncontained noises of pleasure, as the entire length of the viper's tail quivered. Her pelvis met the base of Nilian's waist, as every muscle within her tried to clutch him tightly, pull him deeper, draw out everything he had to give her. The shape of her canal was a hot mess of periodically clenching, slick with lubricant, and stimulating every spot along his dick.
Slow motions at first, just letting a tiny bit of his length out, before hilting his shaft into her again. Even with the small bit of movement, her vagina refused to let him out without a fight, awaiting his eventual return eagerly.
Then she picked up the pace, lifting more of her back away from Nilian, drawing him out into the relative cold outside, only to slam down again and again. Scales rubbed against scale, hot insides were penetrated by the human, fluids stained the already ruined couch.
He could barely breathe normally, as every movement tingle his limbs, as he began to feel that erupting pressure build up again, though much more intense. Another kiss, though far more sloppy and messy, followed. Nilian's mind had long forgotten how to react appropriately and simply gave in.
Her arm pressed against his chest, as she pumped up and down, fast and hard. Nilian finally regained some semblance of control over his own arms and brought them onto the serpent's breasts. He squeezed, perhaps a little rough, judging by the sudden, surprised shriek of the snake. He began grabbing, pulling, pushing the two globes, feeling the inside walls flinch accordingly.
A moaning hiss, panting, and a frantic clenching of her pussy signaled the end of her ride, as fluids gushed from deep inside her. Nilian clutched onto two handfuls of scaly butt and pushed his hips upward, fighting through the orgasmic clenches of her walls. With each thrust, the snake whimpered and hissed, as her stimulation was also overwhelming. She pulled, twisted around him, dangled her tits over his face, as Nilian pushed her waist down onto his.
Everything combined for a mind-numbing orgasm, which forced everything out of him. The serpent threw her head back in ecstasy, while her insides became coated in white, which mixed with the more fluid liquids of her own and ran down the man's shaft. She breathed heavily, Nilian could barely find a grip on reality. Every time he or the serpent moved at all, they were undermined by pleasurable shivers, forcing them to stay interlocked at the waist.
Amira reared her head back up and looked at the man, who was still in the throws after-bliss of orgasmic thought. She didn't need to wait for him. So, she pressed her mouth against his lips and sent her tongue inside once more.
Her poison would last a little longer, but she was going to take care of him as promised. She slowly pulled back, leaking more than a little as they disconnected, and enwrapped him in a warm, full-body hug.
Notes:
Sorry for the lack of updates on this, but another story took priority. If you like my writing, maybe check out my other story, it is more actual plot. Thank you for your time either way