C'est La Vie—Chapter Ten

by taitofan

Rated T for sexual situations

Disclaimer: I don't own Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja or its characters.

Author's Note: Reminder that chapters eight and nine are being skipped for nsfw content, but they can be found on AO3 or my tumblr. At this point, I can also say that chapters eleven and twelve will be skipped as well.

Prompt: "How about, for the Mythological AU, Randy and Julian's first meeting, as illustrated in these three pics?" [posts 124251681112, 124251882657, and 124251990437 by stressed-lizard on tumblr] (tumblr)

If you have any CC, please share and I'll listen. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 09-03-15

Randy had just been minding his own business, wandering through the forest, when he'd gone and gotten himself lost. While he was no pushover, he was still a cervitaur, and there were plenty of creatures lurking deep in the woods who would love to gobble him up. But he'd figured that he'd be able to fight off any predators he came across, so he didn't worry too much. After all, what were the odds he'd stumble upon something wholly dangerous? Why, he'd have to find a hungry naga or something!

"Hello there," Randy froze at the sound of a voice cutting through the silence. His mind screamed at him not to look towards the voice, just to run. So, of course, he looked up, seeing a naga lounging in a tree. Terror flooded through him, but he still couldn't move. "You look lost."

It took a moment for Randy to find his voice, and he was honestly surprised that the naga hadn't already killed him. It certainly could have. But no, he just kept staring at Randy, hunger evident in his gaze.

"I… I got turned around a few hours ago," he finally replied, wishing his voice didn't sound so shaky. But he couldn't help it—he was quite sure that he wasn't going to lie to see the next day. "I don't guess you'll point me back towards the river, will you?"

The naga continued to stare for a bit, before he slowly lowered himself from the tree. Was this it, Randy thought, was he going to die? The naga came closer, loosely wrapping his tail around Randy's back and applying just enough pressure to lower him to the ground. Randy wasn't sure why he couldn't seem to run away. But the way the naga was looking at him… It sent a shiver through him.

"My name is Julian," the naga introduced, and Randy thought it sounded rather polite for someone who was going to eat him. The tail wrapping firmly around one of his hind legs was decidedly not as courteous. "And you are?"

"Do you really need to know the name of your meal?" he muttered, turning away from the smiling naga. He soon felt two long, slender fingers under his chin, turning his face back towards Julian. The expression Julian wore was somehow both seductive and dangerous. Randy gulped, and he suddenly felt compelled to answer. "Randy. My name's Randy."

"Randy…" His name sounded like honey coming from Julian's lips. If only circumstances had been different! He felt so drawn to Julian—part of him wanted to stay with the naga, despite the danger to his very life. But he was obviously going to be lunch, and— "You're very lucky, you know. I can't very well eat someone I know by name."

"You can't?" Randy asked, excitement and relief filling him. He grinned and barely noticed as Julian's body began to wrap around him. "Then you'll tell me how to get out of here?"

"Oh, you misunderstood." It was too late for Randy to do anything—one more loop and he was completely trapped. Julian was still looking at him hungrily, and as the tip of his tail gently brushed against Randy's cheek, he finally understood what that look meant. "You won't be going anywhere, my dear Randy. You simply must stay with me… I insist."

As Julian moved in, his fangs glinting in the sunlight, Randy found himself oddly calm. And as their lips met, well, Randy thought that perhaps staying with a naga wasn't the worst thing that could happen to a cervitaur. In fact, maybe it had been a stroke of luck that led him to Julian. Whatever the case, Julian's hands slid down his body, and Randy didn't think of much else for a good long while.