FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
It was a Saturday evening, and for one young man it was about to become the most interesting Saturday in the world. It was a young man's birthday, the night calm and clear as his parents offered him birthday cake and praise as they always did, they where honestly a little cloying at times but that was just their way, always offering him all the attention he could ever need, or they tried to anyway. They knew he had no friends, and that was why they had gotten him a very special birthday present. They laughed as they offered him all the presents from family and friends from the mail before indicating the massive crate that Milo, the boys father, had just wheeled in.
“Happy birthday Andol!” the parents both chorused handing him the crowbar to the massive wooden crate letting him open it himself. There was only one word for the creature that spilled out with an annoyed hiss, flicking a long forked tongue as it uncurled and straightened out, flaring wide 'fin's and examining the world around him, his eyes narrowed as he examined the little human, glancing at Milo, the man nodding the Naga turning it's attention back to Andol. “Happy birthday.” it whispered in a soft whispery voice that was both erotic and frightening. It stared down at Andol, it's body massive, muscled and firm, covered in smooth green and red scales as it reached down with a tree fingered hand and gently ran it's fingers through the human's hair, as if interested in the soft locks, it's head tilted.
“do you like him? His name is Arthemil.” Milo explained smiling brightly. “we saw him at the pet store and we thought he would be perfect for you! He's skilled in cooking, cleaning, self defense, and he can even help you with your homework so long as it isn't too difficult.” Andol's mother giggled brightly. “he's good for other things too.” she teased kissing his forehead, grimacing as the boll tolled eleven o-clock. “oh dear, it's so late! We should really go.” she admitted Milo clapping his son on the back. “have fun with him Andol, we already asked the school and your allowed to take your Naga there, so he can learn too!” he explained with a bright grin before they both left.
Arthemil watched them leave with his head tilted his head tilted before turning his attention to Andol again blinking a little at him. He was a little confused about what was happening, but he did like this new male MUCH better than the old one, he was better looking, not so old. He smiled and lowered his head, flicking his tongue along his cheek, getting his smell and his taste all at the same time. “what would my master wish of me?” he asked sliding around the other, his warm hand running down the others back, pausing at his ass and giving it a gentle squeeze with a small chuckle. “so cute.”
“Happy birthday Andol!” the parents both chorused handing him the crowbar to the massive wooden crate letting him open it himself. There was only one word for the creature that spilled out with an annoyed hiss, flicking a long forked tongue as it uncurled and straightened out, flaring wide 'fin's and examining the world around him, his eyes narrowed as he examined the little human, glancing at Milo, the man nodding the Naga turning it's attention back to Andol. “Happy birthday.” it whispered in a soft whispery voice that was both erotic and frightening. It stared down at Andol, it's body massive, muscled and firm, covered in smooth green and red scales as it reached down with a tree fingered hand and gently ran it's fingers through the human's hair, as if interested in the soft locks, it's head tilted.
“do you like him? His name is Arthemil.” Milo explained smiling brightly. “we saw him at the pet store and we thought he would be perfect for you! He's skilled in cooking, cleaning, self defense, and he can even help you with your homework so long as it isn't too difficult.” Andol's mother giggled brightly. “he's good for other things too.” she teased kissing his forehead, grimacing as the boll tolled eleven o-clock. “oh dear, it's so late! We should really go.” she admitted Milo clapping his son on the back. “have fun with him Andol, we already asked the school and your allowed to take your Naga there, so he can learn too!” he explained with a bright grin before they both left.
Arthemil watched them leave with his head tilted his head tilted before turning his attention to Andol again blinking a little at him. He was a little confused about what was happening, but he did like this new male MUCH better than the old one, he was better looking, not so old. He smiled and lowered his head, flicking his tongue along his cheek, getting his smell and his taste all at the same time. “what would my master wish of me?” he asked sliding around the other, his warm hand running down the others back, pausing at his ass and giving it a gentle squeeze with a small chuckle. “so cute.”