The Snake's Apprentice (.Crimson.//Kosmik_Khaos)[NSFW]

[.Crimson.]

At the mention that he enjoyed holding her to his body, it made her almost react in kind. But the female managed to stop herself at the very last second, not really wishing to put too much emotion behind the words he said to her in fear that something might end up falling apart again. Even upon being gifted a version of paradise, Serafina found a way to look at it through the perspective of a glass half empty. Had he not proven his intentions to her enough yet? She pondered this quietly, by now able to take in the feel of his skin which oddly enough held little to no actual heat to it, or it paled in comparison to her own. It likely had something to do with the snakelike part of his body chemistry, either way the cooler temperature was nice as she pressed a cheek to it and merely looked around as the pair all but darted down a hallway.

When they stopped in front of a rather unique set of doors, it made her body stiffen out of sheer curiosity. Though that was shortly replaced by a sheer wonder as she attempted to take in the vast majority of crystals that glittered inside of the room, and it looked as though there was one of just about any color she could think of. Her face beamed at the chance to get to explore a little, eagerly taking to it and gingerly running a hand across the vast amount of reagent bottles and noting that some held a chill to them while others felt like it held bottled fire. Fingertips barely brushed against the outside of the bottle, when it sensed the contact, it immediately flared to life the flames within sought to penetrate the glass without shattering it. Serafina jumped back a little at that, fairly certain that it was reacting to the magic inside of her and chose to not poke too much more otherwise it might cause a mess to clean up.

She felt the way her heart began to race as Vama spoke again, turning around only to see him beckoning to her and requesting that the robe covering her body be removed in the meantime. This caused hands to shake a bit, as if nervous to allow him a chance to see her up close and personal all over again since the last time almost ended in quite an embarrassing manner for the poor thing. But, despite the way her mind raced at the idea both hands proceeded to do as they were told without further question. Serafina marveled at the way her stomach area protruded a little now, as if the meal from before was just enough to put weight on her so that the rib bones would not be so prominent. Of course, one good meal would not be nearly enough to undo years of malnutrition and even she knew that.

Eyes looked at the stone table and made an educated guess that he would need her to place herself on it, though she did hiss out loud as the chill it gave to newly bared skin was a little jarring at first. Her body now seated along the side of the table while looking up at Vama, not entirely certain how he would prefer her to be positioned for this so instead she chose to remain still until instructed further. Even now, the female could feel the way her body instinctively reacted to a pair of hungry eyes wandering over her again and pert breasts were crowned by a matching pair of erect nipples. Serafina had no real explanation for the way her hormones reacted when around him, only that it seemed to be instantaneous and out of her personal control, like the body knew what it wanted even before her mind did.

"M-must you stare at me so? It is embarrassing to have you look at me like that, Vama."

 

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Vama watched as Serafina did as she was instructed, in spite of the obvious nervousness she was feeling. Ancient golden eyes roamed her body freely as it was exposed to him. He smiled at the her slightly distended stomach. A few months of eating as well as she had tonight would put her back at a healthy weight. He was pleased when she took initiative and sat herself on the table. He continued to look at her, taking in every detail of her body. "Yes I must." He answered plainly, and it was true, he needed to judge how small the glyphs would have to be to properly fit on her body. "It is only embarrassing if you let yourself be embarrassed by it." He took notice of her erect nipples wondering if it was from the chill of the stone table she sat on, or if she was already aroused. Grinning he decided to tease the mortal a little. "Besides, you are mine to look at as I please Serafina." He added flicking his eyes up from her breasts to her eyes.

"I am about to start, when I start chanting, I cannot stop until the ritual is done. You can make all the noise you want, but please do your best to stay as still as possible when I begin transcribing the glyphs on you." Reaching over to the supplies he had set aside he grabbed the smallest of the bottles, the liquid inside shimmering in the light. "Drink this." He directed handing the potion, there was about two mouthfuls worth in the small bottle. "That is a sensory enhancement potion, and not one of the weak ones that are made across the Spine. This one will permanently enhance most of your sense to a small degree. You will be taking these intermittently over the next few months." The value of the bottle that Vama had just casually given her could have bought towns. Nothing that potent had been created in the West for hundreds of years. "You will feel a slightly warm sensation in your stomach here soon, then for about 6 hours everything will be fairly intense until your body fully absorbs the magic of the potion, and you adjust to it."

Taking the empty bottle from her he sat it aside and locked eyes with her for just a moment. "It begins." He said before starting to chant. The words were in a long-forgotten language made up of lilting syllables that gave the words a song like quality to them. The air started hum with a familiar energy as he chanted, the magic in the room growing denser with every word. Grabbing a second bottle, this one the largest of the bunch, he removed the top. As soon as he did the room was filled with the scent that invoked thoughts of a desert. Fragrant citrus, warm spice and a hint of sweet floral.

Carefully Vama raised the bottle over Serafina and slowly poured the slightly viscus liquid over her head. The oil was comfortably warm, and as it seeped over her head and though her hair to reach her scalp it had a slightly cooling tingle to it as well. Setting the bottle down Vama reached up with both hands and started to massage the oil into her scalp and hair. Once her hair was thoroughly coated he parted it with his fingers and proceeded to braid it into twin braids, each braid starting just above her temple and staying tight to her head all the way to the base of her skull where they continued down her back. All the while Vama never stopped chanting, the magic in the room growing more and more palpable.

Placing a curled finger under her chin Vama guided her head back until she was looking straight up. Lifting the bottle again he tilted the bottle until the thinnest stream of oil poured out and onto her forehead. He moved the stream down the center of her face, between her eyes, over her nose and lips, to her chin. When he reached her neck, he tilted the bottle a little more allowing the stream of oil to grow. He watched as the shining liquid ran down her neck and shoulders before reaching the tops of her pert breast. Setting the bottle aside he moved his hands to her face and gently started to massage the oil in. His fingers were delicate as he touched her, rubbing in the magic oil. His skilled fingers worked their way from her forehead down, taking a little extra time to caress her lips with his fingertips.

His hands moved down from her face to her neck, internally Vama grinned as he wrapped a hand around her throat. The gesture was in no way threatening, and by the look in his eyes the way he was holding her it was most certainly a possessive gesture. Dragging his hand away the went back to rubbing the oil into her skin. Shifting around the table so he was behind her he began massaging her shoulders and the back of her neck. He was meticulous in making sure she was completely covered, pausing to pour a little more of the oil on her back, watching as it made its way down her back to the swell of her ass. Vama's hands followed, but much slower, the snake was taking his time and enjoying the task at hand and the perks it was providing. Once his hands finally reached her hips he stopped going lower.

Instead, he poured more of the oil on her chest and down her torso. Staying behind her he reached around and started to massage her hips and waist, his hands making their way up her body. He made sure to get her sides as well and had to keep a lid on his displeasure at the feeling of her ribs protruding. There was no reason she should have been in this condition when she lived amongst a group of humans. They should have looked out for her.

Vama's hands noticeably slowed when he reached the bottoms of her breasts. Since he was still behind her, Serafina couldn't see the look in his eyes as his large hands slid over her perky breasts. His strong fingers started to move, fondling her shamelessly. His fingers traced her areolas before flicking over her tight nipples. Taking them between his fingers he pinched them lightly and rolled them between finger and thumb. While he played with her, he also made sure her chest was completely covered in the oil. With a final light pinch to both nipples, he moved his hands up her chest until his hands were once again on her neck.

Moving back, he took hold of her shoulders and guided her to lay on her back. Starting with her hands, Vama poured the oil in a thin line up each arm, then massaged his way down from shoulder to the tips of her fingers. Looking down at her his eyes trailed over her completely exposed body, half covered in a shimmering oil. He considered where to go from there and decided that while it was logical to continue from top to bottom, he wanted too really tease Serafina.

Pouring oil over Serafina's feet and up to her knees he started from the bottom and began working his way up. He worked on one leg at a time, switching once he got to her knee. Once both legs were finished, he poured a generous line of oil up each thigh and across her pelvis. He knew exactly where the oil would go and what it would do, and she was just going to have to endure.

Vama took his sweet time massaging the oil into Serafina's thighs. He began on the left, rubbing the top and outside of her leg, his chanting still unbroken in spite of all the distractions. Sliding a hand under her knee he lifted her leg and spread it to the side exposing her to him fully. Looking into her eyes he laid his hand flat on her inner thigh and slowly slide it up. Just before his fingers brushed over her exposed sex, they diverted their path and ran up the inside crease of her hip. He repeated his teasing motion several more times before moving over to her right thigh where he repeated his torturous teasing, still not touching her where he knew they both wanted him to touch.

Grabbing her waist he easily flipped her onto her stomach. Pouring oil on the backs of her thighs he worked his way up her legs all the way to the bottom of her ass. Placing both hands between her legs, palms on her thighs he pushed her legs apart. Once again the warm oil with its cooling tingle was poured over her skin. The liquid spread over her cheeks, and down her ass crack to her pussy where it started to pool onto the table. It was way more than was necessary but Vama wasn't all that concerned. Strong hands moved to the backs of her thighs and once again slide up, but instead of stopping they continued up over the swell of her ass, fingers digging into the giving flesh.

Vama spent a few minutes half groping, half massaging her ass before a hand slipped between her legs. Scooping up some of the excess oil from the table onto his finger tips Vama rubbed his fingers over Serafina's pussy, making sure the oil coated her labia. Slowly his fingers moved over her labia, making sure she was coated in the oil, but his fingers never pressed between he lips. The hand moved further up, and a pair of fingers caressed her asshole, teasing her just like he had her pussy, touching but not inserting.

Moving his hands away from her he towered over her for a moment, looking down at the now glimmering woman. The oil had started to react to his magic in the air, and the tingling became stronger, as did the glow. Moving to the end of the table with his supplies Vama pulled out a set of brushes and grabbed the last three bottles. Carefully he mixed the contents of the bottles in a bowl and sat it in reach. Taking one of the larger brushes he dipped it into the mixture and started to paint a large glyph on Serafina's back.

The next hour was spent with Vama chanting and painting glyphs onto Serafina, literally from her head to the soles of her feet. He started on her back, moving out from the large initial glyph, switching to smaller and smaller bushes to do fine work. When he made her roll over, he started much the same way, in the middle of her torso, just below her breasts and above her navel. When he was finished even her face had markings on it, and Vama checked over his work one last time. Only one thing was left to complete the ritual.

Grabbing an obsidian blade Vama made a cut on the back of his arm and waited for the blood to well up. Wiping it up with his thumb he pressed the bloody digit to her forehead. With a final word Vama stopped chanting and the room almost buzzed in the silence. A breath later the magic that had been filling the room all rushed towards Serafina and filled the glyphs covering her. Each one warmed up slightly, and suddenly there was a distinct feeling inside the back of Serafina's head. A presence that she could feel, and it was familiar.

"Congratulations Serafina, you survived the apprentice bonding ritual. We are now bound to one another. As you grow, I too shall grow, if you are to come to harm, I too shall come to harm. We can now always sense one another, if you concentrate you can get a general feel for my condition. There are some other perks and side effects to the bond but you don't need to worry about those now. Tell me, how do you feel my apprentice?"

 

[.Crimson.]

Her eyes were relatively hesitant as she tried to swallow back the nerves that kept on bubbling up, even she could reason that the cause of them was the fact that this was the first and only time in Serafina's life that someone had looked at her with anything barring disgust or vile contempt. It felt freeing, honestly. To be allowed to drape the length of her body across the stone and not be expected to do anything except stay as still as possible. The potent tang of cherries blended with the warmth and spice of what seemed to be cinnamon and clove, even now as the potion lingered along her tongue and taste buds it felt heady and tantalized enough that both nostrils flared out in response.

Serafina bit into the plush of her lower lip to try and stop the scream that would have no doubt been shrill if it was allowed to breach the air surrounding them, as the oil began to drip and descend along silky ebony strands it left behind enough substance to assist when Vama began to actively massage the scalp and braid them shortly after. Each brush of his fingertips and the pressure that left a longing in their presence once it receded left the poor female to whimper profusely. But he had specifically told her that at no point was she to move from the spot he had placed her in, no matter how the oils took on a chilling effect and made the scalp tingle akin to the sensation of freshly fallen snow.

Toes threatened to curl as each swipe of his finger caused a newfound sensation to spring up, eyelids barely even half open at this point as his touch seemed to be everywhere and nowhere all at the very same time. The newfound tingling started at the scalp, but soon enough his insistent hands were deftly running across her forehead, leading to her lips and they lingered there longer than usual, and it almost caused her to actively wrap them around the digit in turn. Sera only managed to hold back at the last second, instead left to gaze up at Vama and shiver internally as words were by now lost to the newfound apprentice.

As if in a daze, his attention once again shifted and at times it left the recesses of her mind to wander as each sensation bit into pale skin to the point just shy of painful. Sometimes it would lead to a lapse in cognizance, making it so that the ancient snake had full control over each part of her body and the only reason that she remained upright was because he willed it to be. No longer was her body her own, but rather a conscious extension of Vama's own being.

Eyelashes were lowered to allow her gaze to be shielded from the dim lighting in the room, already developing a warmth inside of her stomach and the changes to her senses made the room feel like it was spinning if she tried to focus on one thing for too long. Serafina looked akin to obscene as the first touch of strong hands to pert breasts made the petite thing struggle not to squirm, muscles jumping underneath pale skin and causing it to ripple much like the waves in the ocean tide. A strand of saliva able to break past the barrier of her lips, trailing down and mixing into the oils that already lingered against the skin and melding within it.

White flashes behind both eyes assaulted her at the pinching to erect nipples, her chest not able to stay completely still and instead rising and falling rapidly like the woman might actively hyperventilate right there on the spot due to the onslaught of pleasurable sensation. Each rough tug and toy of the area caused the insides of both thighs to clench, by now it did not take much for her to realize that between the swollen folds of her pussy lingered a stream of fluids that were barely being contained within.

Profuse whimpering and whines liberated from within the confines of her throat as each caress sent her plunging deeper into the sea of ecstasy, nothing that Vama did allowed her even a moments peace but instead ramped the intensity up yet another level until the pleasure became too much and legs shook violently as she achieved a form of climax that made Sera question for minutes afterward if the action had been enough to make her soul leave her body altogether. Like a newborn fawn, it felt like no part of her body would listen at all and instead continued to swim in the arousal long after the initial burst was through and all that remained were blissful aftershocks.

Each touch of the fine brush bristles to the surface of her skin actively caused her eyes to roll back into their sockets, apparently the poor thing had blacked out as some point during his explorations of her drenched slit and the tingling that was left long after Vama moved on. Each caress was gentle and yet felt like fireworks going off inside of her mind and across her body in tandem. By now, all of her body was covered in the magic infused ink in glyphs of a long-forgotten age and her throat felt raw and swollen from the profuse noises that came out unbidden throughout it all.

Serafina could not utter a singular syllable in reply when Vama asked how she felt, all that she managed was a gurgling noise that if not for the way her tongue was actively hanging out at this point might have come off as alarming. As both eyes were lifted from their spot it became clear that the tinge was now an emerald shade of green and the pupils that resided within were slit akin to a predator.

Breasts rose and fell in slow motions, by now the way her body shook was involuntary, and she could not have stopped it even if she tried. The dead giveaway to the cause of her distress was the creamy mixture of fluids that now dripped freely from her pussy, a frothy sort clinging to aching and swollen folds which long since parted to allow the nectar within to flow much like the dew of a bloomed flower. At last, she did manage to release a broken moan that seemed to try and communicate her current state but despite best efforts - thighs and legs were stuck spread apart and refused to budge even an inch.

"V-v-Vama, I - cannot..move." Serafina finally managed to slur out, but even now she could still feel the resonance of tingling pleasure that lingered even after he was done and the ritual complete.

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vama positioned himself at the end of the table resting his hands on the edge and casually leaning against it. Serafina was on full display before him, and his golden eyes were taking their fill of her. While he was aware of what he had been doing the entire time, he did need to concentrate on the spell work, so he hadn't gotten to fully admire his apprentice. There was something deeply satisfying in the way she was involuntarily trembling, the lewd expression on her face and the lovely sounds she made. He had figured she would enjoy the ritual, but she had proven to be far more sensitive than he had expected.

His eyes moved from her face to between her legs and his expression shifted. She was positively soaked and ready for more, and she looked so delicious. There was a hunger there for a brief moment, one that the ancient being almost indulged in. It was like her body was begging to be devoured and Vama almost gave in and went for a taste but stopped himself when she was finally able to speak. "That is fine Serafina, it will still be a few minutes for the oils and inks to fully absorb, you just lay here and rest." As he spoke, he carefully straightened out her legs and closed them for her.

Moving from the end of the table to be by her head he ran his fingertips up her the side of her body, from her thigh to the bottom of her ribs. "Your eyes changed." He informed her. "You should be able to hold my gaze a bit easier now." Grabbing a silver hand mirror, he held it over her face so she could see for herself. "While your eyes were pretty before, I have to say this new look works very well for you." Setting the mirror aside he stared down at her for a long moment, his golden gaze shifting from her now emerald eyes to her luscious lips.

There was only a brief moment of consideration when the desire struck, he had ignored it the first time, but this time he didn't feel like resisting. Reaching down he cradled her face in both hands as he lowered his face to hers. "You did very well Serafina, I am very pleased with you." He praised before pressing his lips to hers. Her lips were softer than they had looked, and Vama knew in that moment he was going to become addicted to the feel of them. Not caring in the slightest and wanting to indulge in her more he continued to kiss the beautiful woman. Before long, his tongue snaked from his mouth, the forked tip tracing the lines of her lips before allowing itself between them. The twin tips and piercings played with Serafina's tongue for a moment before exploring the rest of her mouth. Vama let out a deep rumbling sound from low in his chest that held an approving quality to it. This woman tasted divine.

After several long minutes of kissing her Vama pulled away, his tongue lingering against hers as he pulled back his face, until at last he removed it from her mouth, a thick strand a saliva connecting their tongues still. Smiling down at her he rose up and looked her over. "You have had a long day Serafina. Let me take you to bed so you may rest." Knowing she still couldn't move on her own volition he scooped her up in what was becoming their custom way of traveling together. This time he cradled her especially close as he carried her out of the lab.

Vama moved quickly through the halls until he came to a room that had utterly bare walls, but the floor was an ocean of cushions and pillows of various sizes. Some were big enough to be used as a mattress on their own, while others were obviously small throw pillows. Moving to the center of the room Vama laid Sera on his favorite cushion and was about to leave when he decided that the other things he had to do would wait. Laying behind her he wrapped her up in his arms and pulled her back against his body. His scaled lower half rested against her lower body, his scales basking in the warmth of her skin. The end of his tale wound around one of her calves, squeezing it lightly, almost like it was embracing her. "Sleep now. You are safe." His words were a reassuring whisper and he punctuated them with a gentle squeeze and a kiss on the top of her head.

 

[.Crimson.]

Serafina struggled to remain coherent with the task at hand, but that became even more difficult when Vama all but pressed a mirror into her hands and insisted that she look at the newest development involving her eyes. She felt a pungent wave of nausea coming over her as the dizziness began to subside, apparently the consistent toying was enough to make her body push itself past normal limits and at the moment sudden movements were a detriment. Not to mention the newfound smells assaulting both nostrils, as if the scent from before was turned up to about one hundred and the acidity of it made her audibly gag. Bleary eyes were lifted to hold his gaze, finding that the pull usually associated with it was far less taxing and controlling, as if the female now held a modicum of control instead of being drawn in like a moth to the flame.

Tongue felt heavy inside of her mouth, a dry sensation being eased as Vama all but pressed their lips together and began to explore her in a manner that was both invasive and endearing. Serafina could no longer hold in any of the sounds that came unbidden from her throat, instead finding the strength for her hands to reach out and actively toy along some of the locks that hung along his shoulder and reveled in the softness it possessed. At first, the invasion of his prehensile muscle made it a tad uncomfortable since he could explore each nook and cranny and did so with gusto. Candy floss moans flitted out with each puff of heated breath, by the time he saw fit to pull back her chin was absolutely drenched in mixed saliva and panting was required in order to breathe.

A part of her wished that the singular strand keeping them connected could remain forever, but sadly it broke within seconds and left her feeling strangely empty on the inside. A pout evident across delicate facial features, but she was not left to wallow in pity as Vama saw fit to pick her up and all but bridal carry her into a room that was littered with various types of cushions. Serafina blinked owlishly, unable to recall a time she had seen so many comfortable pieces of furniture and yawned as she felt the soothing softness of the one he laid her body across. Her eyes were clouded in a veil of sleep as the ritual sapped a majority of her energy reserves, not that there was much left to give but the tank was completely tapped out at this point and desperately needed time to refuel.

She actively squealed at the feel of his chest being pressed into the length of her back, but instead of stiffening up or being frightened, the female simply took to nuzzling under Vama's chin and making soft grunts of contentment. Even before he made the statement, the apprentice knew she was safe and that as long as he held say in the matter, nothing ill would befall her. "I know...trust you - Vama." She muttered out sleepily, not able to fall into the blissful presence of slumber until her face was tucked into the side of his neck and the arm he had cradling her all but wrapped around the entirety of her waist.

Vague chirping sounds and some buzzing noises were what ended up waking the female from her deep slumber, eyes shooting open as a tangible spike of fear pierced through her heart until both eyes adjusted and were able to take in both the serenity of the still dark room and Vama curled up behind her still snoring quietly away. Instead of trying to really remove herself from his grip, the petite female shifted around so that the pair were facing one another, now able to curl into his chest and take in the scent of his skin and that was what had lulled her back into dreamland.

To say she was annoyed at something talking to her was an understatement, trying to wave off the buzzing noises that were garbled and sharp all at the same time. Much like a child would do when awoken too soon, the woman whined out and in a sleepy tone cried out. "Five more minutes...still tireeed." Her body attempting to curl back up into the same position as before, stubbornly refusing to awaken even though she was quite certain that Vama had something to do with the morning wake up call.

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Serafina's shifting roused the sleeping snake and a smile spread across his face when she snuggled into his chest. Her warmth was beyond pleasant, as was the way her body fit against his. Laying still Vama just enjoyed the situation for what it was, holding her close as she slept. It had been years since he had someone share a bed with him and it was nice. He allowed Serafina to sleep for another few hours before trying to rouse her.

Caressing her back he spoke softly. "Serafina, it is time to wake, I have things I want to show you." He raised an eyebrow at the initial growl she directed at him. "Come now Serafina, that is no way to treat your master." He teased the sleeping woman, his hands still running up and down her back, from shoulders to hips. A small laugh escaped Vama when she started to whine at him. Considering her request he almost decided to let her have the extra time.

"I have already waited hours for you to wake up again." He pointed out though she probably didn't remember waking up to roll over. A mischievous look overtook his face at her refusal to listen. "Apprentices who do not listen get punished." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. The hand caressing her back drifted bellow her waist to her ass. Vama's hand spread out to cover most of a cheek, before fondling the soft flesh. "This is the consequence of not listening." The fondling hand left her body only to come back a moment later as a firm swat. The clap of his hand on her ass was loud in the silent room.

"Mmm. That was nice." The lamia said with obvious satisfaction. Vama enjoyed the sound so much that he followed up with a second quick swat. "Most satisfying." He all but purred, a look of bliss on his tattooed face.

 

[.Crimson.]

Bleary eyes were struggling at this point to open past around an inch, every singular muscle inside of her body ached in some fashion and here he was acting as though she did not have at least some reason to be obstinate. Serafina mumbled something intelligible that was likely meant to be some form of protest mixed with a mild insult, but that was quickly interrupted by the sound of the clap of an open palm across her ass cheek. To make matters worse, the noise that came unbidden from her lips was one of mild arousal blended in with the pain. She had to bite back a whine of a different kind altogether, instead choosing to try and maneuver away from yet another swat from Vama.

"Oh, gods no, please no more." She pleaded for some form of mercy, the ache in both thighs and hips blossoming once more as each swat left the beginnings of a hand imprint due to the force behind it. Vama had not even used much power at all, yet the sensitivity from it felt as though he had really put his back into it and left the poor thing outwardly shaking. Even through the pain and the consistent ache, there was once again a familiar pleasure that tingled amidst the chaos.

"I beg of you, Master. No more, It -h-hurts." Serafina trembled out, tears eventually rolling down both cheeks but from the breathy gasp and slickness that once again resided between both thighs it did not leave the ancient snake to ponder just why his apprentice wanted it to end. Ebony braids were hanging along the left side of her body, somehow one had ended up tangling into the other during the bit of restless sleep at first.

"Perhaps it was for you, to me it felt as though you actively hauled off and smacked me hard!" She protested profusely with a pout on her lips to match, by now the ache was gone and all the petite female had left to show for it was an embarrassing reaction to being spanked like some disobedient child. Hips wiggled from side to side a little, trying to relieve some of that pressure attempting to pool inside of her loins and refuse to think with that part of her body so early on in the day.

Her body sat upright after a few minutes of adjustment, despite it only being a cushion on the floor between that and snuggling inside of Vama's arms was actually quite comfortable. Lips parted to allow a yawn to release, now the emerald optics were open and fully alert as she gazed over at Vama with a pitiful huff for emphasis. "What is it that you so desperately wished to show me, Master?" Serafina had yet to recollect that she was naked from the night before, the veil of sleep still very much clouding her mind.

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vama didn't hold back the look of utter satisfaction on his face as she begged for him to stop. He had no intentions of continuing now that she was awake and aroused. He only wanted to push her so far this early. He needed her to be mostly clear headed for what he had planned. "It is supposed to hurt my apprentice. That is the purpose of a punishment." Vama rose up with her smiling indulgently at her complaints. "If you do not wish to be punished then simply do as you are expected to." He calmly explained, as though it was the most obvious thing in the universe.

Serafina's wiggling around, mixed with the scent of her arousal were dead giveaways that the spanking she had received was not as bad as she was making it out to be. When she finally sat up Vama rose from the pillows with her. His golden eyes lazily roamed over her still naked body and tear-streaked face. Reaching out Vama collected her braids in his hand and with a quick flick of wrist wrapped them around his hand twice. With a firm, insistent tug he pulled her head back until she was forced to stare up at him. His other hand came up and closed around her chin and jaw holding her face in place. Without warning his tongue flicked out and ran up the length of the tear trail. He repeated the action on her other cheek, leaving her face cleared of the tears, but now a light coating of his saliva was left behind.

"What I believe you meant to say was, "Good morning, Master." He corrected her. "Then I can say "Good morning, Serafina" and give you a proper morning greeting." He promptly educated her on what a 'proper morning greeting' was. Still holding her in place Vama pressed his lips to hers in a lingering kiss that was unexpectedly tender. That tenderness eventually came to an end by a rather lewd invasion. Vama's tongue was back in her mouth exploring everywhere the forked tip could reach. More and more of his tongue worked its way into her sweet mouth as he continued to kiss her, the multitude of piercings along his tongue adding a unique sensation to the invasion, until eventually there was only one place to go.

Vama's tongue reached the back of Serafina's throat and easily slide down it, past her gag reflex, not letting it deny him in the slightest. Holding Serafina in place by her head alone the ancient snake slowly throat fucked her while simultaneously making out with her. Vama was careful to not let it carry on for too long, though he did enjoy the way her throat spasmed around his tongue. He considered how good that would feel around certain other parts of him and saved that thought for later. Breaking the kiss he slowly withdrew his tongue from her throat, and then her mouth, the twin prongs wrapping around her tongue as though they were hugging it before pulling away, multiple lines of saliva keeping their mouths connected.

Looking down at his apprentice he languidly licked some of the saliva from her lips, a deep hum of appreciation escaping his throat. "Now that you know what a proper good morning entails, I expect you to behave in the mornings." Letting her go looked out the single window carved into the wall. "We need to meet up with Vessa and get you clothes. If you stay naked around me all the time, I will start to get distracted. There are some clothes around here somewhere, you can check the other rooms for anything. I never got around to clearing out the living spaces. Once you are dressed we will leave, unless you want to go naked, in that case we can go now. I assure you Vessa will not care either way."

 

[.Crimson.]

Her entire body shivered incessantly at the feel of his forked tongue and the piercings it housed trailed along both cheeks to remove the tears that clung to the skin, instantly noting the chill that was left behind as now his spit was left to dry in its place. It felt akin to Vama marking her in his personal scent, something that a primal beast might do when attempting to mark a new toy or perspective mate. The thought alone was enough to make Serafina's mind go blank, a part of her suspected a similar attraction that came from the ancient snake but as it was neither were too keen on announcing such things when there were more pressing matters to attend to first. Petal lips were parted again as the kiss left her breathless, finding that her upper body all but saw fit to press along Vama's much like a puzzle piece being fitted to an intended match. Throat muscles did constrict along the length of tongue that now forcibly pressed past her gag reflex and intended to explore everything that her throat had to offer. Beyond a mild gagging motion and a startled gurgling noise, not much else was made since the woman allowed her body to go slack to encourage the reflex to go dormant again.

As the pair remained entwined in the most intimate of ways, it allowed her hands to wander again and relish in the feel of his skin that surprisingly was smooth and nigh untarnished by any blemish except the tattoos that covered a majority of his upper body. Knees wobbled a little at first when Vama saw fit to break the lip lock they held, and for a second or two it appeared that Serafina was remiss to allow the connection to break and had even tried to push back up and seek him out again. She was ultimately unsuccessful, though. Dual eyes were half lidded as she actively hissed out in obvious annoyance, but stopped when she noticed that instead of groaning or even huffing like usual her tones were now similar to how her Master acted. Everything about the girl was changing, morphing in ways that allowed her to adapt senses that were keen and even now there was a heat tingling inside of the length of her stomach. 'He did mention a newfound warmth and sensitivity last night...'

Serafina had to bite back a laugh at the way Vama mentioned her nudity was a bit distracting for him in longer doses, but that much was obvious since the snake had all but refused to let her go once during the entire night and as she recalled actively encouraged the close cradling position that she took on during the wee hours of the early morning. "Clothes? I suppose, there should be something around this place that I could fashion into a temporary outfit." She mused out loud, though truth be told as the ebony haired apprentice walked down the hall and began rifling through some of the rooms it became clear that Vama did not have much in terms of a wardrobe himself. It was either that, or the garments he grew out of were promptly discarded. That is - until her eyes fell on what looked to be a set of black and gold robes that had a sort of hood carefully stitched onto it.

The sizing was rather fortunate, long enough that it could stop just above the floor in terms of length on her body while not becoming severely baggy when it was left to drape along her narrow frame. Serafina pulled the hood of it up and over her twin braids, smiling softly as the notion of sensing exactly where Vama was at that very moment gave her a gut instinct of where to look. Like an invisible line being tethered between the pair, it removed the guessing game of where one was and instead held out a lifeline. Her body paused just outside of the room in question, aiming to get the chance to observe her Master without any form of outside distraction - he was beyond marvelous to even look at, much less be in closed quarters with.

"I found something that would do for now, I believe it was originally something that had been made for you." Sera gestured to the robes that were bereft of pants, instead leaving her legs bared to the outside world though the fabric was strong enough she had little worry of it ripping or being carried up by an oncoming wind. "Oddly enough, I can still smell traces of you on the fabric..."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vama watched as she left the room, his eyes trailing down the lines of her back to the curves of her ass. She was going to fill out quite nicely. His eyes continued follow her, almost as though he could see her though the stones of the castle. Vama remained still in the way of reptiles, predators and very old things, only his eyes moving. The ancient snake watched her watch him. He was upright, arms relaxed by his sides, his face pointed directly at her.

When she finally entered the room he moved, shifting forward and giving her a once over. "That looks good on you Serafina. I look forward to seeing you in clothes made for you." He smirked at her comment. "I am the only one to have ever worn those so I would hope they smell of me." Closing the small distance between them he proceeded to scoop her up as was their budding custom.

"Time for you to meet one of the few people I call a friend." He said with a wide smile. There was the flare of magic, then the familiar tugging sensation a moment before the world around them shifted and they were no longer inside the bedroom, but now in a dense forest in front of a nearly imperceptible hole in the ground that was easily as wide as two wagons. "This is Vessa's home." He announced giving her a moment to adjust to the sudden shift in her surroundings. "Try and not be afraid of her. She is much sweeter than her appearance would lead you to believe." With his apprentice forewarned Vama entered the gaping hole in the ground. It was only dark for a short while before the tunnel made a sudden sharp turn to the left, then the right, the second turn revealing stone sconces on the wall with softly burning flames.

The further into the tunnel they moved the smother the tunnel walls and floor became until suddenly they were moving on smooth stone tiles. Ahead hung a split curtain that closed off the tunnel. "Vessa, it is Vamadeva. I come with a guest and potential client." He called out through the curtain. There was a shuffling sound before a voice came back. It was feminine, had a posh accent to it, and sounded like it came from a slightly older woman. There was also a strange clicking underneath the words. "Oh Vamadeva my friend. It has been such a long time since you have come to see me, and you brought me a new guest. How gracious of you. Do come in."

Glancing down at Serafina he caught her eye. "Remember what I said." With that final warning Vama pushed through the curtain and entered the large room behind it. Inside it looked like an explosion of cloth and color. Bolts of rich fabrics lay on every surface and filled the floor to ceiling shelves that lined every wall. In the middle of the mess was a massive spider, the creature easily ten feet across not counting the stone spires sticking out from its sides. "Vessa, this is my new apprentice, Serafina. Serafina, this is my friend, and seamstress, Vessa." Vama introduced the two women with a warm smile.

"A new apprentice? I didn't know you had an old one Vamadeva." The same feminine voice spoke again, and it clearly came from the spider in the middle of the room, suddenly the clicking made since as her mandibles moved against each other as she spoke. "It is a pleasure to meet you Serafina. I assume you are here to get some clothing made. I see you are wearing something I made for Vamadeva decades ago." She pointed out, instantly recognizing her own work.

"Yes, she is the new one, the old one died at least four hundred years before you were born so that would be why you do not know about the old one." Vama explained while setting Serafina down. "Go on and strip for the pretty spider so she can get your measurements and start making you something." Vama instructed Serafina, giving her bottom a gentle pat and pushed her forward by it.