Lost With A Snake (Aember & I)

[DarkRiffs]

He groaned as he rubbed his head and sat up, vision swimming back into view as his hearing flooded back like rushing water.He gazed around at the wreckage surrounding him, he'd survived miraculously, and from what it felt with minimal injury too.He slowly stood up, trying not to get light headed as he gazed about to get his bearings.The plane had been flying over the amazon on a tour when the engine had stalled prior to the crash.He hadn't been personal with anyone on the flight and had no doubts the rest were dead, it was the least of his worries.

The sun shone bright and the birds chirped as he gathered what he could, he'd need all he could get if he was going to have even a remote chance of survival.He sighed as he began to trek into the bush, pushing twigs and what not out of his face, he wasn't built for this.Skinny jeans clad his legs tight, making his bubble butt stick out, his T-shirt wet with sweat and humidity as he strode along in his runners.He was a young lad of a mere 19, this had been his birthday present, a very bad one now it seemed.

After what seemed hours of endless walking the young lad flumped down on the forest floor, huffing as he leaned back against the trunk of the tree."No snakes, no snakes, please no snakes" he muttered.He wasn't too fond of the slimy creatures, especially knowing there were ones in this thick brush that were poisonous.So he sat to catch his breath, panting quietly as he sipped his water, he wasn't going anywhere in this darkness.

 

[Aember]

There had been a great noise that reverberated through the island, which is what had drawn them out from their cities. They lived in systems of caves throughout the island, and they usually were a peaceful specie, but when such a noise was made, their men, trained as scouts and guards, would move from the cities out into the lush junglescape to see what was the matter. And in the jungle, they could move more quietly than any other creature. . .And they could attack without prior warning. Mainly, this was because they each moved on their own, and not in packs, like some species would.

Who are they? The Naga.

One of them, too, had spotted their prey. . .

Green eyes peered through the lush greenery to watch the human boy. Such an odd specimen, to the Naga. Tybr had never seen such a being before. . .Indeed, he only knew of what to call the species through ancient stories. Humans. It was said by his people that some desert Naga, found on the main land, used them as slaves for sex and other daily chores. . .Which, if it was true that he could do such things, would mean that the boy was an extremely useful commodity.

Licking his lips, Tybr silently slipped past the brush and quickly circled behind the boy, lingering in the darkness before he made his strike. His hand pulled out a crude blade from a sheath around his waist and he curled it about the boy's neck, while his other hand secured the human's waist.

"Don't move!" He hissed, in his native tongue, and the nails of his hand dug into the other's waist to punctuate this. The blade pressed slightly to his neck. The strong naga then urged the boy forward. . .After all, they had to get back to his city.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He squeaked as he was grabbed, freezing up.He could hear hissing tones and he fell bolt still, but how could it be a snake?.He was direly confused, the feel of a blade against his throat as he heard the hissing language."D-don't hurt me....I'll co-operate" he said slowly with a quivering voice as he began to walk forward.

He took deep even breaths as he trudged forward, his hands out at his sides in a non threatening manner as he tried to gaze about, anything to learn of his captor, he couldn't even hear footfalls behind him.

 

[Aember]

Tybr simply pressed the boy forward, onward and onward. They weren't very far from the city, and it was lucky that the boy had been stumbled upon, rather than him just walking in on a whole colony of Naga. That really would have been bad for him. But now, Tybr had a claim on the captive, and he wouldn't let that claim go so easily. After all, he wanted to test out whether those old stories are true. . .whether a human really did make a good slave. Plus, from what Tybr could see, he was an attractive, if odd-looking, being.

That's when the thought struck him. The teenager was attractive. If Tybr took him back to their leaders, they would force the boy from him, no matter the claim. Might as well try out the human now, see if he was worth fighting for. . .So Tybr stopped in a rather lighted area and kept his knife at the boy's throat. It was then that the Naga came into eyesight. He had long brown hair, and green eyes, with tanned skin covering his muscles. His tail was forest green, with a yellow underside. He hissed at the boy, "Don't move."

His green eyes ran over the boy's body. He then reached forward to touch the jean material, wondering if it was something like skin, or cloth.

 

[DarkRiffs]

It was cold at night in the jungle, his arms huddled around himself as he shivered.He didn't know where the naga was leading him, he didn't even know it was a naga, though he had read about such creatures in fanasy novels at the like.His legs felt numb from the walking, and he was grateful for the stop, but then it got strange.His eyes widened at the sight of the creature."S-snake!" was all he could croak out, practically a whisper as his fear of the creatures took hold, paralyzing him.

The fabric of his jeans was soft and well worn, the zipper down and broken, his pants being held up by the button only as he quivered, eyes wide at the large male naga before him.

 

[Aember]

When the human spoke, Tybr's eyes flickered up to him and looked at him with confusion. The human's language was so hard-cut, it almost hurt Tybr's ears to listen. Though, he did try to mimick the sound, in the way of his own people: "Snaaase," he hissed, then narrowed his eyes. His fingers gave a jerk at the fabric that made up one of the boy's pockets and, upon deciding that the jeans were just rough material, the Naga glared at them harshly, as if willing them off. When they didn't come off, he looked up at the human, pointed at the jeans, and then twitched his finger downward. He wanted them off.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He was quivering as he slowly came back to reality.The voice was soft and raspy, strangely soothing, even if it was from a large serpent creature.He knew his life depended on this creature, for if the jungle didn't kill him, he certainly would.His jeans were unbuttoned and down in a flash, leaving his pale legs to shiver in the cool night air."There...I-I took them off..." he said."Just..dont kill me" he said, the all familiar instinct for survival kicking in.He didn't know what the naga wanted from him, and was rather reluctant to find out.

 

[Aember]

Once the pants were off, the Naga reached down to touch the soft flesh of the human's legs. They were soft, as all Naga's upper bodies were. How intriguing. Of course, the legs intrigued Tybr the most since Naga lacked legs, and to see the skin parting around apendages instead of a tail was quite. . .Odd. But, with a smirk, the snake noticed that at least Humans had the same parts as they did-- only, exposed, which was quite an odd thing. No wonder he wore such protective, raspy material over his bottom!

Tybr tilted his head and reached out again, hand moving to curiously but gently grasp the other's member, cupping it in a slightly-calloused hand.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He stood frozen as the naga explored him, he could understand the curiosity, it wasn't everyday one ran into a sentient being of another species with the capacity for intellect.He gulped as the naga touched his legs, it made him nervous and a tad afraid.His eyes went wide and he gasped out as he felt the cool, slick hand cup his member."W-what the devil are you doing?!" he asked in a shocked tone, tempted to back away if not for the fact the naga was armed.Being fondled by an inhuman creature was a rather shocking experience to be sure.

 

[Aember]

Of course, since the Naga couldn't understand a word of what the boy was saying, he didn't respond verbally. Instead, he lifted his eyes to glare at the human, warning him to be quiet. It was punctuated by the snake's soft hand lightly squeezing his member. Tybr closely inspected the thing in his hand, then, and discerned that it was nearly exactly like his own, except smaller, which let him have a better understanding of humans.

His hand then let go and he turned the boy around roughly and pushed at his shoulder to bend him at the waist. He had heard stories, rumors about those desert Naga, and where they had sex with the humans. . .Between their legs, but where? His fingers were trying to sort out where there would be a hole-- and he knew it wasn't in the human's face, because their upper half was just the same as the Naga's.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He was outraged at being silenced, but he knew better than to challenge it.His member grew to erectness in the naga's hand, making him feel just a slight bit embarrassed."Oof!" he said, landing bent over a log, only just managing to catch his fall."Ugh, what was that for?!" he said, turning to look back at the naga before he realized the precarious decision.He squealed and tensed as he felt the cool fingers probing behind him."Hey...g-get out of there!" he said, squirming his ass to try and avoid the touching, it felt strange.