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.

 

[.Crimson.]

Serafina could barely contain the giggle that burst out regardless, at first the notion of being picked up and carried around like a ragdoll was a bit off putting but somehow it felt almost normal now. Vama apparently enjoyed keeping her body close and that thought along caused her heart to swell up, linking both of her arms around the back of his neck and instinctively nuzzling against his chest. Her gaze was fixated on the stone sconces and walls in front of them as the pair quickly darted left and right clearly knowing the destination and the way there was practiced down to the fine art of muscle memory being all that was needed. An eyebrow was raised up in silent question at his whispered warning, wondering just what in the world he could possibly be talking about until they walked through tunnel and arrived in front of a closed off curtain. The female clearly heard a voice on the other side and it sounded feminine in nature, timid and gentle as if coming from a sweet natured grandmother.

She was forced to rub both eyes as a means of trying to adjust to the myriad of colors that now assaulted them from all angles, numerous rolls of fabric in differing shades and color littered along each square inch and in the middle was housed a spider of all things. Initially, it took a bit of courage to keep from screaming outright just because of the initial does of adrenaline that coursed through her veins due to the sheer size of Vessa. But, she took what Vama had said to heart and took a few deep and calming breaths in both nostrils and releasing them promptly. After doing this a couple of times it managed to slow down the bustling heart rate to a more normal rhythm and allowed her a chance to come to terms with it all. A smile was given in response to the greeting from the arachnid, bowing lightly as if to apologize for her initial behavior.

Sera shuddered a little at being asked to strip back down into the nude, able to both hear and sense the shock in Vessa's tone when the rib bones were once again put onto display for both of them to see. "But skin and bones too, what happened to the poor dear?" This question caused her to shiver a little, only brought back out of the trance by the notion of Vama forcing her to meet his gaze and that action alone allowed a comforting wave to wash over her body like a blanket.

"Yes, that is correct - Vessa was it? It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Vama has told me plenty about you before now all good things, I can assure you." Sera bit back a laugh at the notion of telling Vessa about something that could potentially land the ancient snake into hot water with his long lived friend. Fingertips began to gingerly run over some of the various fabrics inside and judging how each texture might feel against her skin for long periods of time. The more coarse it was it made the ebony haired apprentice turn her nose up, able to already picture and feel the chafing and rash that would likely develop from constant rubbing since her skin was already infinitely sensitive to stimulation. Serafina appeared to settle on a form of breathable cotton that came in a variety of colors, and a satin of sorts that held a silky texture that almost caused her to purr on the spot when it fluttered across bare skin. "I believe these two would serve nicely in making a few outfits for me."

Despite emphasizing a few, about an hour later the poor thing was left staring at a line of at least 8 different pieces of couture. Each one held an elegance to it that made her believe that things of the like would fetch a high price if sold in the markets, yet here Vessa had toiled away for her own benefit. It almost caused her to outright shed a tear of gratitude, but instead she hesitantly grabbed onto a piece that was made of a sheerer black billowing fabric and gold embellishments to accent it. Serafina was a little concerned about the note of her stomach being visible due to the fact that it ended just below her breasts, mostly due to the malnourished figured that she was still sporting even now. "It will...take some getting used to seeing my entire body like this but - I will not deny that each outfit you have made is stunning!"

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vessa took Serafina's request into consideration, and promptly went overboard with it. Not only did she alter some things she had on hand, she even took measurements to design Serafina original clothing. "You will look fabulous in them dear, don't you worry." She assured the young woman. "Go on and try that one on." She encouraged.

The entire time Vessa had been fussing over Serafina, Vama had made himself comfortable in a discarded pile of scraps in the corner. "I agree Serafina, try it on." He called out from the curtain. "I want the chance to admire you clothed properly. Not that I am tired of seeing you properly skyclad either." His eyes narrowed with the playful smile he sent her way, the forks of his tongue peeking out from his lips.

"Vessa, we will also be needing something warm. I have to go south eventually and you know how I feel about the cold." The spider shifted her focus from Serafina to the snake in the corner. "What business do you have in the Frostbreath Expanse Vamadeva?" She asked, curiosity and concern mixed in equal measures. "Zogras. I can feel it's magic starting to stir. I need to make sure the area is safe from them waking up." "Oh." Vessa's response was small and quite. "Yes then. I will get on that right away Vamadeva."

Vama smiled and bowed his head to the spider. "I appreciate you, Vessa. And I thank you for taking such good care of my apprentice. I look forward to seeing what you create for her." Turning his attention to his apprentice he examined her in the new clothes and let out a low hum of appreciation and approval. "That looks amazing on you." He complimented honestly, his golden eyes taking her in from top to bottom. "If you are ready, now that we have you clothing it is time to work on your education. Can you read and write?" Gathering up her other outfits in one arm he held his hand out to her. "If so I have a treat for you, if not, I will teach you so you can enjoy the treat all the same."

Once her hand was securely in his he teleported them out of Vessa's home. A moment later they were standing in front of massive set of doors. With a wave of his hand the door swung open to reveal a massive multifloored library with a pool in the center and a waterfall coming from the roof. "The library is built under the lake, all the shelves are enchanted to protect the books from the elements. My only rule I have is put the books back on the shelves if you don't take them out of the library. Too much moister otherwise and it will ruin them."

 

[.Crimson.]

It was more than a little overwhelming to have two different beings outright doting on her, it made the poor apprentice feel more than a little sheepish and shy. Serafina quietly looked toward Vama and noticed the approval that came from those amber eyes, as if he truly was able to take in what the outfit would look like once her body had begun to take proper shape again. She could not stop the smile that spread over her lips, something about the snake's encouragement was like a soothing balm that made all of the previous hurt in her life feel like the distant past. Her attention was turned around to Vessa once more, graciously bowing so low that she was almost taken down to the floor before standing again. "Thank you, my dear lady for designing me such gorgeous outfits. I do hope I get the chance to visit you again soon."

Serafina struggled to keep up with Vama, who by all accounts looked quite ready to depart already and even made casual mention of a surprise for her. But, when he mentioned if she could read or write, that smile dampened quite a bit. "I...am able to do very little of either. At most, I have been able to learn how to read and write my own name." Being ostracized as a child tended to limit the amount of education that one received, greatly stunting what could have otherwise been a flourishing thirst for knowledge. Her gaze widened after being teleported to a set of ornate looking doors, only to have them open and be greeted by the sight of a library that honestly looked like it belonged in a fairytale or myth and not the real world.

"It is absolutely breathtaking, Master Vama." Serafina felt the way her cheeks burned at attempting to use his full and proper title now, attempting to give it an honest try and it lead to embarrassment tenfold. "I will not leave any of them out of their proper place, I promise." She casually wandered toward one of the shelves and picked up a book, running her hand over the spine and turning it around so they could both see the title of the work. 'Menagerie A Trois' It left her confused and more than a bit stuck, instead turning it so that Vama would be able to read the title out loud for her.

"What is this book about, Vama?" She asked with both eyes holding a glint of curiosity in them, if only the young woman knew that this was probably a racier book and would end up causing more trouble than it was worth. But, that was for the ancient snake to break the news to her as gently as he could or just be completely blunt. Either way he went about it was sure to cause her to hide her head in shame.

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

"That is more than most humans are capable of, so you are already at an advantage. If you can already do that much you can learn." He assured her as he followed her though the library. "It is pretty breathtaking is it not." He agreed smiling at the room in large. He caught the title she used for him and grinned, it has been a long time since he had been called Master by anyone. "Good, I would hate to have to punish you again apprentice."

Glancing at the book she had pulled out and offered to him he smiled. "The title is 'Menagerie A Trois' which is a romantic or sexual relationship between three people. I am assuming the book is about that." Gently taking the book from her he flipped through a few pages at random, his golden eyes flitting over the words. "Ah, yes, it is just like that indeed." He said to the book. "I will read this too you." He decided on the spot.

Wrapping an arm around her waist he lifted her off the floor and quickly coiled himself, depositing her in the center of his coils, her back propped against his chest. Holding the book in front of them both he opened it to the first page. "You can follow along as I read." The tip of his tail snuck up and rested just below the first word. Vama began to read to Serafina, his tail moving along as he read leading Sera's eyes to follow the words as he read them.

Vama spent an hour reading to Serafina, pausing on occasion to have her read some of the more common words. It didn't take long for the book to get explicit, and it was more than obvious that the content did not disturb him in the least. When he found a good place to stop, he marked the page closing the book. "We will have to come back and finish this one. "He said stretching his arms high above his head. "Time to try some more magic." He declared. "What do you want try to do today? Yesterday you froze two mugs of cider, would you like to try fire today since you have an aversion to ice?"

 

[.Crimson.]

Serafina was positively ecstatic at being praised in such a way, as if all it truly took was a few sweetened words coming from Vama to cause the very skies above to revert from cloudy to sunshine. Though the mention of yet another punishment caused her entire body to twitch incessantly, as if the notion of punishment had the poor thing drooling at the mere thought alone. Instead, the situation was only going to get worse from there as the ancient snake proudly read off the title of the book she had handed over to him, becoming like a ripe red fruit and actively sputtering. "W-what?!"

Who in the world had literature of that sort just mixed in casually among the other novels? Her ears burned as he mentioned reading excerpts from the book in particular, unable to pull herself out of the hold that he had on her waist and instead left to become limp in utter defeat and acceptance that darling Vama would not simply give up a chance to embarrass the life out of his apprentice. Not only that, but as the tip of his tail trailed along the written words he was keen on trying to broaden her vocabulary and was sounding them out and asking for the female to repeat it out loud to him.

This continued on for about an hour, and honestly despite never wishing to admit to it out loud - the descriptions in the story were intriguing her and bringing about plenty of ideas and scenarios. Serafina appeared thankful when Vama decided to end their reading session for the day, mostly because there was a familiar stirring inside of her lower stomach and if they went much further it would have ended with her making an embarrassing wet spot on his tail. "Thank the gods..." She found herself muttering just barely above a whisper, not sure if her Master heard it or chose to ignore it much like she had done earlier on.

Eyes widened at the mention of trying to control fire, it made sense since opposites might prove to be a much better fit for her. She nodded softly, preparing a kind of test for herself by placing two pieces of paper alongside each other and concentrating enough to even feel the inferno as it burned inside of her very bloodstream. Though what happened next caused the female to actively jump back as a basic reaction, what was expected to be perhaps a small spark was once again blown to insurmountable proportions as a roaring 'whoosh' sounded out before there was a flame almost spanning three inches high.

"Is it supposed to be that potent, Master Vama? I mean - this is the second time my magic has decided to react to the extreme without having to fully try."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vama did enjoy embarrassing his apprentice and took full advantage of doing so. He heard her comment and only smiled in amusement at her. He noticed during the reading that her pulse and breathing had picked up during certain scenes in the book.

He allowed her to set up her own experiment, curious as to what she had in mind. He observed her with his magical senses as well, and felt the sudden surge of magic before the pages burst into flames. He let them burn of a moment before making a grabbing motion at the flames snuffing them out. "Maybe we should have left the library before we started playing with fire." He commented with a blithe smile.

Looking from the scorched pages to Sera he shrugged. "Am I supposed to be as strong as I am?" He asked returning the spirit of her question back on her. "It is not a matter of what should or should not be, but what is or is not. Your magic is potent and powerful, that is all there is to it." Reaching out he placed a comforting hand on the top of her head. "Potent is a good thing." He further assured her. "There are a couple more things I would like to try but not in here."

In what was becoming typical Vama behavior he scooped his apprentice up and in a surge of magic teleported them from the library. An instant later they were no longer in the cool building surrounded by books with the sound of the waterfall in the background. Instead the air was hot to an almost oppressive level, the landscape around them was a shattered waste, and the only sound was the haunting cry of the wind whipping though the rocks. "Welcome to the Shattered Barrens. No, I was not the one to original shatter them. Yes, I was around when it happened." She ancient snake shivered at the memory.

Setting Serafina down he thew his arms out wide in and encompassing gesture. "This will be where you can practice your magic without worry about destroying our home." He gave her a roguish grin. "Lightning. Outside of fire it is one of the most favored offensive magic types out there. It can be called down as a strike." Pointing to spire of rock half a dozen yards away a massive bolt of lightning fell from the sky striking the rock and shattering it. "A bolt." Pointing to another spire a bolt of lightning lance from his extended finger striking the spire and destroying that one as well. "Or a sustained ark." This time he didn't point at a particular rock formation, just away from Serafina. Bright white-blue arks of electricity cracked from his finger shooting out and hitting the ground. The arks bounced and cracked but didn't dissipate as he slowly moved his finger in a line, the ark of power following etching burns in the rocky ground.

Just as quickly as the ark started it stopped and Vama turned his attention back to his dear apprentice. "I want you to try all three of those. Do as you did before. Will your magic to give you the desired results." Positioning himself behind her the Ancient Lamia put a on her stomach, just above her navel, and the other on her back, just left of her spine. "Do not mind me, I am just going to watch the flow of magic through you, it will help to better understand just what it is you have been gifted with."

 

[.Crimson.]

Serafina blinked rapidly and could physically feel the way that the scenery around them had shifted and warped into a wasteland, accounting for the dreary atmosphere and having to fight back the urge to become uncomfortable in the new environment. If not for Vama's hand placed against the top of her head as if a solidary comfort, there was a chance she might have allowed the instinct to flee win out in the end. She noted the way he appeared to even be uncomfortable at the notion of how this place had come to be, that he was around to witness such a major catastrophe made the female sympathize. Her ears burned at the notion of destroying their home, yes taking her somewhere else to avoid casualties at least until she could maintain even a semblance of control over the magic that coursed through her very veins was smart.

Eyes widened at the way he could make lightning form along his very fingertips, even such a simple gesture to Vama looked like a miracle of sorts to Sera and only left her further enthralled. Her breath caught inside of her throat at the feel of those same hands resting on her stomach and back, it almost felt like a comforting embrace that would be received from a dear lover and instantly had the desired calming effect. At first when trying to summon the strike as he had instructed it felt like there was an actual pull going on inside of her stomach, it felt somewhat like a string instrument with fingers tugging along either end of the string and neither was keen on giving up even an inch of ground.

Her first attempt barely even made a thin strike touch the ground about a half a mile off, though the second attempt could be deemed a proper one despite the way that the female wanted to instinctively cover both ears at the loud sound that echoed off the stones. Serafina felt a distinct tickle inside of her nose, the sneeze taking her by surprise and when it happened a bolt the size of almost six feet shot out of her left hand and ended up toppling one of the formations to the right and causing it to slide over and crumble down the hill like discarded trash reduced to meager rubble. She paused afterward, having to lift up that same hand to wipe her nose and jumping at the little bit of static charge that remained.

"Not entirely sure you need to do that, Vama. It looks like the intensity is ramped up when I lose control over it or my body reacts violently." She murmured quietly, but still took to trying out the arc as promised. She openly gasped as this one seemed relatively easy compared to the first two, able to even maintain it for around five seconds before the strength of it dwindled into meager specks until even that disappeared with a gust of wind. Goosebumps littered across her flesh as she noted that even after the training was done, Vama had yet to remove his hands from their place along her body. In fact, she might say that his grip on her had tightened almost instinctively.

"Not that I do not enjoy your affections, Master Vama - but perhaps it might be best for us to go back home soon? I am not too fond of this place, it makes me feel uneasy."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vama could feel her magic stirring as she attempted the first strike, he could feel the tension in it and frowned. It appeared Calling was not her strong suit. The power of her strike was impressive, but completely uncontrolled. "It is necessary my apprentice." He assured her, his tone a little distracted. They way her magic had just moved caught his attention. Golden eyes widened and an unnervingly large grin spread across the Lamia's face, revealing his double set of fangs. His grip around her tightened as a rush of excitement flooded through him.

The look on Vama's face went from slightly unnerving to downright terrifying when she created the ark and maintained it. He could feel how readily her magic moved, and something more. Something very familiar. He just needed to be sure, absolutely certain this was what it felt like. This tiny mortal in his hands right now could possibly become one of the most powerful beings on their world. His magic had not let him down in the slightest. It had found the Ancient Immortal the perfect apprentice. His manic, predatory expression melted away into a look of immense satisfaction. He only needed to try one more thing to determine if what he was feeling was accurate or not.

Her words snapped him from his racing thoughts. "Soon. I promise." He answered. "I need you to do just a little more, then I will reward you for being such a good apprentice." Lowering his face so his lips were right by her ear. "I will even let you choose what you receive." Turning his face, he pressed a soft kiss on her jaw just below the ear. "A stream of fire." Another kiss, lower on her jaw. "As hot as you can make it." A third kiss, this one on her neck, just below her jaw. "Fuel it with what you are feeling." The hand on her stomach shifted down a few inches, dropping below her navel. "Channel it all into the flames, your passions, your fears, your angers." With a final kiss where neck meets shoulder he watched and waited to see just what force was about to be unleashed.

 

[.Crimson.]

Trepidation took over when he mentioned that they would need to remain here for just a bit longer, quietly wondering what her Master was so excited about even if the look on his features could easily be mistaken for insanity to some. However, the mention of a reward allowed her ears to actively perk up like some kind of pet that wanted for any scrap of affections. Goosebumps continued to litter across pale skin as she vaguely heard the request that came from Vama's lips, though just barely as her mind was beyond hazed at the feel of each kiss and shift of his hand that brought him just above her pubic bone with a kind of laser focused precision. It caused the apprentice to falter for a second, that burning passion from before growing to such an extent that even the strands of her very hair were lit into flaming embers.

Serafina panted heavily as her body tried not to shake at the newfound sensations crawling over her bare skin, what started off as her hair and even eyes taking on a fiery glow easily turned into a decent sized stream of fire that broke free from her palm and met the air around it with a vengeance. Crackling flames and spitting embers were noisy in contrast to the silence that was otherwise prevalent in the desolate area, able to produce a full on stream of flame that reached almost three feet in length before seeing fit to stop and simply maintain the length and power behind it instead of trying to make it grow any bigger.

It felt strange, like her very soul was burning and actively aching for some form of proper release and all that channeling the heat did was prolong the pleasurable agony that threatened to consume everything within its path. Nothing could hope to survive against the raw potential that radiated from her very aura right now, even untapped and barely stretching toward the newfound abilities proved that with some mastery, human beings would all but cower at her feet given time and adequate training from the ancient being still and resolute behind her.

Lips were open and caused her body to shake as within about a minute of the occurrence she found herself being forced to turn the flames off lest they take over and burn her very body to ash with the white heat that went from hesitant to almost violent in its hunger. "Master...it felt so good that I almost thought I might be losing my mind!" Serafina all but swooned at this, clearly relying on Vama to make sure that her body remained upright since that last stunt sapped quite a bit of the strength she had left in the tank. "Amazing, like it would actively consume me entirely if I only said the word."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

He could feel the magic flowing through her as she Channeled it into fire. His excitement grew as continued to push her ability, confirming for him what power she held. When she started to become the flame, he tightened his hold on her the flames not burning either of them. Golden eyes followed the stream of flame and marveled at the control and power she was already showing. When the flame was gone there was a bright purple line across his vision from the intensity of the flame.

Vama shifted his hold on her, sliding his hand from her back to around her, holding her to his body. "I would not have allowed that my apprentice, but you are correct. This power of yours can consume you if you are not careful." Vama's hands started to caress the exposed portions of skin the outfit offered. Warm lips pressed firmly against her neck in a series of hot kisses, from shoulder to jaw. "Now that I know you are a Channeler I know how to go about properly training you." Nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck he wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace.

Without warning he teleported them from the ruined wasteland back to their room. "You are owed a reward Serafina." He reminded her now that they were away from that wretched place. "Tell me what it is that you want my apprentice. Allow your master to indulge you." He finally eased his hold on her, though he didn't take his hands off of her, instead his fingers went back to their gentle exploration of any exposed skin they could find.

 

[.Crimson.]

Serafina felt the way her body curled into his own as if on pure instinct, like the power surging through her body sought Vama out and knew that with the ancient snake around the intensity would not get the chance to overwhelm. Her body temperature still felt as thought it were on fire, even though the air inside of the room was chilled and by no means heated. Perhaps it was a bit of the residual magic inside of the females system? No, that was not likely to be the case and the petite apprentice knew it for a fact. What she felt was nothing magical, but instead a kind of lustful ambition that left her all but craving the touch the was at that very moment brushing so gently across bared skin. Eyes were narrowed a little as he asked what it was that the female wanted as a reward - multiple scenarios coming to mind in the blink of an eye and left the poor thing breathless and outright panting.

The way that the word 'my' was hissed from behind his lips caused her to shiver, like the notion of being owned in that context sounded divine as long as it was with him. Lips parted in an effort to answer him, but the words died in the confines of her throat. How could she possibly find the courage to voice something that was so sinful and decadent? Serafina struggled to maintain the calm and collected nature, each second that passed saw a sliver of that facade breaking off and being lost in the turmoil of oncoming arousal and sheer want. Somehow, the two were enveloped in a sort of bubble that cut them off from the rest of the world and it brought her to face him with a gentle gaze.

At first, there was a question if the words even came from the meek female but the bold nature that broke free told of a deep seeded want that was so ingrained that even she could not deny the existence of it. "You, Master - in my bed, in my life, and in my heart." Sera blinked at the fact she had been able to say all of that without stuttering through some of the words, much less that her answer was quite so blunt. But to deny the attraction that she felt toward the ancient being would be a folly on both parts, because he was the one who had saved her and treated her with kindness instead of the normal ridicule for a thing that she could not understand let alone control.

"Please, I know it might sound selfish of me - but grant me the right to act spoiled for just one night."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Her request was expected, though not quite this soon. Looking down in her green eyes he shook his head lightly. "I am sorry Serafina, but I cannot grant you that right." He answered solemnly. "If I am to be yours, in your bed, in your life, in your heart, I will not do so for only a night." His hands slid up her sides and over her neck until he was cupping her face. "If I am to be yours it will be for far, far longer than a single night." Still cradling her face he took her lips in a devouring kiss. His tongue quickly invaded her mouth as he deepened their kiss.

For long moments Vama indulged in the taste and feel of his apprentice's mouth before finally breaking away. As he pulled his face from hers his tongue stayed coiled around hers for an extra moment before finally pulling away. "You understand what you are asking for correct? You will be my woman, my mate, my Serafina." He locked his golden eyes on her emerald ones letting the weight of the intent in the word weigh on her. "Mine."

Letting her go he dropped his hands back down to her exposed stomach, laying both hands palm down on the bare skin. The moment his hands were flat against her body they started to slide up, his fingertips quickly slipping under the fabric of her top. The fabric caught on his wrists and rose up with his hands. His fingers quickly found her breasts and ran over the smooth skin just barely allowing his fingers to brush along the sides of her nipples before they were trapped under his palms. His hands paused in their tracks to fondle his apprentice's chest. "I will indulge in you when I please." He continued to explain what it was she was asking for. "Just as you will of me."

His hands continued to move up, finally having to leave her skin to remove the top. He left the cloth choker and detached sleeve on, liking the way they looked on her. Grabbing her waist he pressed his mouth her neck and left a trail of hot kisses from her jaw to her shoulder. "Everything that I have will be yours." His lips moved to her chest, kissing across it from one shoulder to the other as he spoke. "My power, my possessions, my knowledge, my burdens, my responsibilities, my debts." His long tongue extended from his lips, the tip first flicking over her left nipple before tracing the edge of her areola. His tongue continued to stretch forth, sliding between her breasts and wrapping around the left one. Vama's mouth wrapped around the entangled breast, his tongue withdrawing the piercings rubbing over her soft skin as it slide across. Tongue safely out of biting range his teeth closed lightly around her nipple and he pulled back, gently tugging on it with his teeth before letting it slide between them freeing itself.

"You of course will still be my apprentice as well and you will still have all the responsibilities of the position. I will still expect you to learn and grow in power. Even more so now that you are mine." His kissed his way down her stomach as he spoke from her left breast to her right hip. "Will you accept this?" He punctuated his question with a kiss then bite of her hip.

 

[.Crimson.]

Both Vama and his touch felt akin to sheer decadence, a sort of precious commodity that was wasted on the likes of her. In a way, almost too sinful to even think of being deserving of one such as him or his affections. Serafina stopped short at the mention of him wanting so much more than just one simple night, and the notion of more made the heart inside of her chest cease to beat for a split second or two in clear shock. That moment of shock was when he took advantage of it and all but invaded the moist recesses of her mouth, a familiar sensation that allowed the female to indulge without a need for thought or doubts to intercede. She did note how the hands caressed along luscious globes of silken flesh and even toyed with each nipple that crowned at the peak, whimpering incessantly as that simple gesture caused a twisting sensation to burrow into her lower abdomen.

"M-master, it feels - d..different than before." She managed to gasp out, where their previous encounter had been enough to short circuit her very mind, now this felt like it might cause her mind to actively combust on the spot. Serafina noted the way her gaze became half lidded at the exploring forked tongue and the piercings that felt cool to the touch when they came into contact with bare flesh, leaving numerous goosebumps in their wake as they parted. "Yes, everything that is yours shall become mine. Whether it is the good or the bad, I accept it all if that means that I am able to call you mine in return." Her cheeks were heated as he saw fit to remove the top though did not attempt to remove the choker or the sleeve, though not for long as his lips and fangs came into the equation and even actively suck on the areolas in a manner that left the apprentice breathless and panting harshly.

"I will grow stronger to be able to support you and your wants, both for us and the future." Sera belatedly noticed the single line of saliva that began to form and drip from the left side of her mouth, by now looking and feeling thoroughly debauched even though the activities were merely beginning to heat up and were only going to grow hotter as the evening dragged on. Dark chocolate locks fell over her shoulder and began to caress the area just above her navel, still kept in the braid from before and that at least maintained her some form of composure amongst the primal feelings dwelling beneath the surface. "I do not just want you, Vamadeva but feel that I need you as well." This was the first time his full moniker left her lips and held passion in the inflection.

"You already possess everything that there is of mine - body, mind, spirit and recently my heart in turn." Serafina jumped a little at the fangs that grazed against her hip, but instead of feeling fear the only emotion the action invoked was undeniable lust. "The only one who will ever know my body in such an intimate way, since you will be my first and undeniably my last." She tried to put forth that her body was virginal in the easiest method possible, not that Deva did not know this for a fact due to both her reactions and seeing the way her village treated her. It left little denial that any of the men in that region would have developed a romantic interest on her, much less even act on a second of lust in fear of being shunned from the community as a whole.

"Nothing else matters but you and I from now on."

 

[Kosmik_Khaos]

Vamadeva silently accepted her words as they were spoken, feeling the truth behind each statement. He fed her words into the binding he was creating between them, making it stronger than he could have done alone. The Ancient being was caught slightly off guard when Serafina finally used his full name and hearing it from her sent chills down his entire body. Her open confession to needing him was also a pleasant stroke of his ego.

Unbuckling the gold belt slug low on his hips he let the skirt fall into a pool around her ankles, just as he had done with the detached sleeve on her left arm, he left the detached, gold trimmed sleeve on her left leg. Only a small bit of fabric was left between Vama and his goal. Her admission to him already possessing all that she was combined with her declaration that nothing else mattered but them was the more than enough for him to complete his work. She was offering him everything and it was an offer Vama would not turn down.

"I am yours, as you are mine." His words sounded simple, but they carried a charge in them that could be felt. Burying his head between her thighs he pressed his face into her still covered sex breathing in her scent before his tongue slide from between his lips and ran across the fabric tasting her thought it. "I am yours, as you are mine." He said again, the charge in those simple words growing significantly stronger. His tongue worked its way into, then around her panties. Pulling them down with his tongue he exposed her virginal sex to him once again. Once they were far enough down her thighs, he let them go to fall into the pool of cloth around her feet. "I am yours, as you are mine." He said for a third time. This time the words were nearly tangible.

His forked tongue left his mouth again and flicked out towards her exposed pussy, caressing her labia with the tips of each fork briefly, a deep groan of satisfaction emanating from his throat at the taste of his Serafina. "Thrice Spoken and Witnessed." The last words resonated with the tangible feel of his previous repeated statement. The feeling solidified and became an undeniable truth. Serafina would be able to feel it in every part of her, just as Vama felt it. They were now irrevocably bound by magic rights older than Vamadeva himself.

Having nothing more to say Vama's arms wrapped around her legs, his hands gripping her ass and fondling her while his face darted back between her thighs. This time he didn't tease, Fully extending his tongue he ran the near two-foot muscular organ between her lips and over her clit in one long, heavy lick, his multiple piercings playing across her lips and over her clit. After the forked tips of his tongue rolled over and caressed the delicate bundle of nerves he shifted his hands on her ass, so he could better support her weight if her legs happened to give out.

Without warning Vama's tongue pressed against her virgin entrance, the twin tips of his tongue leading the way. Serafina tasted absolutely amazing, and Vama knew he would be indulging in her often from here on. His tongue began to work itself inside her, the feeling of her body tight around it a uniquely pleasurable feeling. Vama continued to push his tongue into her until the forked tip found her womb. Vama's tongue started to gyrate and move around inside her, the strong muscle and multiple piercings pressing and rubbing against her inner walls.

 

[.Crimson.]

A bodily shiver took place at the first touch of the wet muscle along sheer fabric, only making it appear translucent in what little lighting managed to peak through the curtains and shine on the pair. It gave Serafina a mild sensation of trepidation, both inside of her stomach as each stroke of the nimble muscle made thighs and legs shake and the fire that threatened to consume her very mind. As the pair further embarked in a new journey, it left her speechless at the bond that now tethered their very souls together.

Had the ancient being not had a proper hold on her ass, it was likely that the poor thing would have utterly collapsed on the spot at the first flick of the forked tongue on the bundle of nerve endings coupled with the metallic weight of the piercings that glided across in a harmonious sync. She gasped out in a manner that sounded rough and altogether broken, syllables of each moan that came out being lost in translation from the trip from her brain to her mouth and becoming lost to the tides.

Instead of hiding from him as she had attempted to do before, this time the brunette allowed herself to be laid bare in front of this man - the one whom she had chosen to intertwine her very destiny with until death or the very world ceased to be. After the first penetration of his tongue into her entrance occurred, it caused her to stumble initially only to be assisted back into proper position mere moments later but still that deep exploration with the nimble muscle did not cease.

If anything, it became much more insistent and even took great delight in rubbing previously innocent walls and corrupting them to the pleasures of flesh. Serafina did not need to worry about falling over anymore and it gave her the opportunity to cover her mouth with one hand as the vocalizations became higher in pitch while the other was grasping a sensitive breast and kneading the flesh greedily.

Not even a couple of minutes into the encounter, the newly 'deflowered' virgin was left to shake uncontrollably as orgasm washed over her nubile body like a tsunami and forced the snake to support all of her body weight. Even still as the waves washed over her and goosebumps littered countlessly over soft skin, Vama did not seem to cease his actions and the intensity of it made her throw her head back with a shrieking wail.

Swollen folds were all but coated in dew by the time he actively gave her a moment to breathe and replenish oxygen, chest heaving up and down in rapid succession as it caused her to giggle in a heady manner. "Deva, beloved - such a wicked thing you are!" She proceeded to half heartedly scold him, even though the upturned smile gracing full lips was a clear indication that she held no animosity over it.

By this point, her body became desperate for much more than the prehensile tongue occupying the contracting tunnel. A newfound ache blossoming inside of her lower abdomen that craved something far more primal, it left her to bite into her lower lip and whimper as emerald eyes held his own amber gaze. Serafina had found it difficult to articulate herself before, always afraid of what the reaction might be from the other party - but with her other half, there was no need for anything but transparency.

"Inside of me, my love. I ache for you in such a way that it hurts to even breathe."