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greasyi
>> #37831
Posted on 2014-12-07 05:59:39
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pitckblack wrote:
Snake Charmed

The lights of the club strobed and flashed as Pitchy pushed his way inside, the door swinging shut behind him to block off the noise off from the street outside. Cloud 9, the placard outside proudly declared in garish pink and blue. The dragon squinted his eyes while he waited for them to adjust, quickly making his way over to the bar where he staked his claim on one of the seats with a quiet grunt.

This wasn’t really his style of place, much too noisy and crowded for him. But it was also the only one in town that catered to his tastes, and he’d gone long enough without a hookup that he was willing to accept the headache that would be coming tomorrow in order to get a guy or two pressed up behind him. And anyways…. he looked over the drink menu and grinned. They did have the most exotic sounding beer.

One finger lifted up, catching the attention of the bartender. “Get me a pint of Dragon’s Milk, would you?” It wasn’t his favorite ale, but the name never failed to make him giggle and it was actually pretty stout. The bartender quickly returned with a full glass and the drake slid the money back over in exchange, along with a generous tip, before lifting the beer up and taking a long, slow pull. He finally let it down after a couple seconds, letting out a relaxed sigh.

“Rather the wrong sort of joint to just be sitting around and drinking, I would think,” Hissed a sibilant voice behind him. The drake turned in his chair to look, drink sliding back onto the counter even as his brows rose up. The strange voice had come from a naga, something rare enough as it was, much less one in a bar like this. A grin creased Pitchy’s muzzle for a moment. If he played his cards right, this evening was going to get very fun.

His eyes roamed slowly up and down the naga for a moment, making no attempt to hide the obvious lookover. The snake’s coloring somewhat mirrored his own, light tan belly plates instead of gray, surrounded by the same black scales, though the naga did sport more than a few stripes. The most striking feature was really the naga’s hood, Pitchy’s eyes lingering over it for a moment… little noticing, much less recognizing, the flash of gold within the naga’s eyes, though a shivering thrill ran down his spine as he tore his eyes away.

“I… well,” he finally managed to say after a short moment, distracting himself from his now rather flustered state by taking another long drink of his beer, the glass almost half empty already. “I’m not much of a dancer in all honesty, hah. And, you know. Eventually someone will usually walk up and say hi. Though not quite this quick most days.” The drake let out a soft chuckle, leaning forward in his seat slightly. “Anyways. I’m Pitchy. Short for a whole bunch of stuff that you probably don’t want to hear. You?”

The naga slid forward, torso rising up above one of the bar stools, while the length of long, sinuous coiled around the rest of the stool beneath. He waved down the bartender, a cocktail quickly appearing on the counter before him without any words being exchanged. The snake was apparently a regular. “I am Sssharaak.” The naga smiled, something almost predatory in it, sending another shiver through the drake. “I cannot dance, either, though for different reasonsss. But thiss is a good place. A very… lively place.” That smile deepened, just as the naga sipped the cocktail, before sliding it over to the drake. “A treat. Housse specialty, just for me. They call it Serpent’sss Venom.”

The drake looked askance at the cocktail for a moment, but under the eyes of the naga… he looked up for a moment to catch them again, the mere glimpse sending another shudder through him. With one deft motion, he reached out and picked up the glass, tossing the liquid within right down his throat with a toss of his head. The flavor burned its way his throat, dark and heavy, before settling in his belly in a dull, warm fire. Pitchy blinked, shaking his head for a moment, his head already getting a little fuzzy.

“Good, iss it not?” Sharaak asked, smirking. “I provide all of the ingredients, mossst of them coming from my homeland. I have quite a stassh, as you would say.” The dragon nodded slowly, tongue flicking out to lick over his lips slowly, before his gaze slowly rolled over to the serpent. Eyes sought out slitted serpentine ones once more, his gaze not breaking away this time, letting the golden glow in there wash over his mind once more. “Ssssoo… why are you here if not to dance, then, little drake?”

“I… to find some… company for the evening.” Pitchy murmured, the naga breaking the eye contac this time, leaving the drake panting a little as he turned back to the counter. “Can’t usually find, ah… other guys at most places in town…” The serpent’s grin only widened, leaning over to the dragon.

“Much the sssame as me, then. Though I am here often enough that I have a… private arrangement. Would you care to sssee?” One clawed hand settled on the drake’s shoulder, and with a quick, jerky nod, the young dragon stood up, following just behind the naga. The snake led him around the dance floor and over to the back. A series of curtained rooms lined the back wall, ostensibly used for private dances, and the naga pulled the drake over to the very last, larger than the rest, with a velvet rope out front.

The rope proved no impediment to the naga, and he led Pitchy through the curtain. That was immediately drawn tight behind the pair, Sharaak patting the bed, telling the dragon to sit, while he turned to rummage in a chest off to the side. A package thumped down next to the dragon, even as the naga turned around, a pink band wrapped around one arm. “Now… come here…” He murmured to the drake, wrapping one arm around Pitchy’s torso, even as those coils slid up, wrapping around the dragon’s legs.

One hand settled on the drake’s belly, rubbing up and down slowly, before sliding down to settle over the mounting bulge in Pitchy’s jeans. “Already you want me…” The serpent hissed, his snout pressing in against the side of the dragon’s neck, long, thin tongue flicking out to tease and press over scales. “Already ssso needy…” That hand squeezed, claws digging into the drake’s pants. “But you’ll be ssssoo much more, ssoon… Look at me.” Sharaak’s other hand, stroking its way up and down the drake’s spine, suddenly shifted upwards, claws digging into the back of the drake’s head and lifting it up.

Pitchy looked up, forced to by the strong hand, one hand against the naga’s chest, even as his gaze slid around to lock with the serpent’s eyes once more. “Yessss… that’s right…” The snake murmured, grinning. “They’re quite pretty, aren’t they? Sssso warm…” The glow that had been hiding in the depths of the naga’s gaze all evening hightened, more and more, until those eyes seemed almost like twin candles. “Ssssso warm… you’re getting a little warm, aren’t you?”

The dragon couldn’t do anything but nod slowly, his gaze glued to the serpent’s deep, glowing eyes, his breaths getting deeper and slower as a low warmth built up in his belly. “Good…” Sharrak hissed, his hands gripping at the dragon’s shoulders, before lowering his head down, hood flaring out wide. “Just ssslide down into the warmth…”

Pitchy’s head settled, his eyes half lidding down, starting to reflect, echo the soft golden glow of the serpent’s eyes. His mouth dropped open in a low, gasping groan as his body just seemed to go limp, leaning in heavily against the snake. “Goood… already sso needy, ssssso horny… and the warmer you get… the worssee it will be…” The drake gasped again, his hips arching that that creeping warmth in his belly turned into a roaring fire, pants stretched tight as he squirmed and bucked.

“And the worse it issss… the more it sssssslipss… your will, ssssliping away, just need, longing… I sssaw you from the moment I came in here. You will make a good little ssslut for me, won’t you?” The dragon moaned again, eyelids dropping further and further with each moment, until all he could see through the tiny slit that remained was the pulsing, heated glow of the serpent’s eyes. The warmth in his belly was quickly echoed by one in his head; soothingly warm, almost tickling waves.

Bit by bit, the dragon’s thoughts and will eroded away under those powerful warm waves, replaced by mounting lust and need, his panting groans turning into heavy, almost gasping moans, a wet spot forming on the bulge in his jeans. “Lust, need, obediencccce. All mine. Issn’t that right, little sslut?” The drake nodded, unable to get out much more than a gasping ‘Yes!”, just promting the serpent’s grin to widen.

“Good boy. Now, ssstrip.” Gaze never breaking, Sharaak uncoiled himself from around the drake and leaned back, giving the boy enough room to move in. The moment his legs were free, the drake set to task, shirt sliding off with a firm tug, and pants quickly following, leaving him clad in nothing but straining, pre-soaked boxers. With a command twitch of fingers from the serpent, Pitchy tugged those off too, leaving him standing bare before the serpent, the great snake already toying with one of his own emerging shafts.
Another crook of a finger, and the drake was pressing himself in against Sharaak once more, throbbing length pressed in against the serpent’s own. “Chin up, boy…” The snake hissed, pressing at the drake’s jaw with one finger. Pitchy lifted his chin as far as he could while keep eye contact, baring his neck, and the pink collar around the serpent’s arm was quickly wrapped around the drake’s throat instead. “Now, time to get you dresssed properly.”

A hand reached back over, claws tearing open the package Sharaak had tossed there earlier. More pink garments spilled free, the serpent lifting himself away from the drake in order to slide in behind. A deft lifting press of his tail and tug of his claws, and the serpent had a pink thong wrapped around the drake’s groin, leaving his throbbing, dripping length tucked in tight against his belly. Another few tugs, pink leggings pulled on, and then gloves, before the serpent pulled back once more.

Pitchy grunted as the serpent’s tail knocked into him from behind at the same time, forcing him to his knees before Sharaak. It pressed again, forcing him to lean forward slightly, snout right at the level of the serpent’s groin, soon enough hovering inches in front of the twin pair of pulsing, dripping lengths standing proudly up from there. “Now, my new ssslut… ssuck.”

The drake nodded and moaned at the command, finally breaking his locked gaze in order to lean forward, his snout pressing in against the serpent’s crotch. He nuzzled his way between those twin pink lengths, tongue sliding free to press into the serpent’s slit for a moment, making Sharaak squirm and coil in place, one of his strong hands settling against the back of the drake’s head and pressing. Pitchy just nuzzled in harder in reply, tongue squeezing around the base of one of those lengths, before he finally pulled back.

Maw opening wide, he wrapped his lips around one of the serpent’s fat cocks and started to slowly press down. “Ngghh… that’ssss it, boy…” Sharaak hissed in encouragement, pre spurting from both length, painting both the drake’s tongue and snout with thick, hot, addictive fluids. “Feel my sseed run down your throat… each drop, wassshing away anything but me…” Another spurt, hand pressing down to slide the drake down that length, until the tip was sliding into Pitchy’s throat.

The snake’s coils started to move at that point, grinding himself in and out of Pitchy’s maw, short little thrusts. The drake quickly started to bob his head in time, feeling the serpent’s length glide into his throat again and again, the other making a mess of both scales and feathers with it constant heavy drip. It wasn’t long before Sharaak was hissing, lengths bulging as his thrusts grew rougher, all but rutting the drake’s maw. “When I cum… you’re mine. Are you ready, little sssslut?”

Pitchy couldn’t do anything but moan eagerly in reply, his suckles just growing all the more firm, tongue sliding up and down the cock crammed in his maw. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to send the serpent topping over the edge, a snarl sounding from the great snake as he blasted the inside of the drake’s maw with rope after rope of hot, sticky seed, his other length mirroring it, but instead painting the slut’s muzzle, leaving him marked and dripping. Each pulse of seed left the drake a little more giddy, his eager suckles turning almost ravenous as he guzzled down all the cum. the last, faintest doubts whitewashed away, leaving nothing but lust and need for his master before him.

With a moan, the drake came himself, the mere act of taking his master’s seed enough to send the slut into a climax itself, making a mess of his chest and the ground before him. It didn’t stop him from his duty, though, maw wrapped around the snake’s length until every last drop was spent. He slid off, wrapped his maw around the other to clean it off, before leaning back, dripping face looking up to the snake with worshipful eyes.

Sharaak just grinned. “You and me are you to have a lot of fun…”
NotFromOz
>> #37832
Posted on 2014-12-07 06:28:55
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I liked the image pretty well . . . but DAT STORY DOE. 8DDD
PomPom
>> #37836
Posted on 2014-12-07 06:36:47
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So something funny I learned thanks to this image. I was like "wow, that design looks similar to <<primalrage.wikia.com/wiki/Vertigo|Vertigo>> (the snake monster from ultra 90s fighting game Primal Rage)."

Then, I looked it up to confirm and realized Vertigo is female. Then I learned she apparently had mind control powers and would enslave her human followers. As I was 3 at the time of its release and didn't pay attention much to the story growing up when I saw people playing it, I had no clue ><

Anyway, I'm done rambling! I just thought that might be of interest! I'm starting to find snakes sexy >_>
TakyonH
>> #37840
Posted on 2014-12-07 06:59:41
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PomPom said:
Anyway, I'm done rambling! I just thought that might be of interest! I'm starting to find snakes sexy >_>

EMBRACE SCALY
Lunawolf
>> #37881
Posted on 2014-12-07 19:43:53
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weird but I like it :3
Argonis
>> #37896
Posted on 2014-12-07 21:48:24
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O MY GOD i'm sorry but TLDR.
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