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Squeezing. Twisting. Tightening. There was little Ildac could do but keep his tight chest muscles flexed, hoping that it would provide just enough space for his lungs to draw breath. The powerful coils looped around his chiseled frame had struggled, at first, to restrain something as strong as an angel, whose feathered wings had kicked up enough dust to practically choke out his serpentine attacker. However, once the first wing had been snared, bone twisted at a painful angle, he'd decided to curl them up against his back to keep them intact; a minor defeat, he'd hoped, that would give him victory later in this struggle.

The rest of his body had fallen easily. It took his ambusher mere moments to encircle him in scaly loops of coil, from shoulder to ankle, and suspend him upside-down from a thick tree branch. He'd been hanging there for a few minutes, now, just wondering how long this snake must have been, when a sibilant giggle slithered through the air and coiled through his ears.

"Well now." hissed a peculiar vixen as she emerged from below--or above, since he was upside-down, her gleaming golden eyes shining in the darkening evening. "I seem to have snatched a flying fox. How strange."

"And you're a fox with a snake tail, so let's not have the pot call the kettle black today." Ildac made a point to look off to the vixen's side. He could already feel the magnetic tug of her gaze. "What do you want? And if you say 'food', I'm gonna turn you into a belt."

She giggled again and crossed her arms under a pair of full, naked breasts, her coils squeezing firmly around the angel's body and robbing a breath from his lungs. "So hostile. I'm not here to eat you. Not literally..."

The vixen's tone was evidence enough of what she wanted, and he tried again to wrench himself free from her grasp. He savored his next breath and was immediately glad for it; her coils tightened again, her ridged underbelly brushing against his fur and gripping his firm muscles. "I can't...!"

"Breathe?" she finished his thought, smirking devilishly and cupping his chin with two fingers. "Don't worry. The sooner you give me what I want, the sooner you'll breathe..."

He met her eyes for a split second and felt something push against his mind; an all too familiar sensation. Bliss, pleasure, an absence of thought... He looked to the left, and she followed. He turned right, and there she was. She loomed right, and so went his eyes. She swayed to the left... then back to the right. Left. Right. Left... right...

"Good boy." she crooned, and he shivered blissfully as her eyes drowned out the darkness. Her golden irises seemed to be growing, spreading into the whites of her eyes. At the same time, her pupils began to shrink, the black sinking into endless gold, until it almost disappeared. Then, from the tiniest spot of black, came a ring of blue. It bloomed across her eyes and engulfed the gold, only to be swallowed under green. Orange. Violet. Gold again...

"So easy." he heard her say, and that adorable giggle graced his ears once more. The naga-vixen's coils loosened, granting him unlabored breath once more, and she caressed his soft-furred cheek. "What's your name, wingy fox?"

"I... Ildac." the angel murmured, his mind awash in swirling colors. He tried so hard to fight, to resist, to keep a tiny sliver of thought alive. If he could only shut his eyes or turn his head... Oh, but he was turning his head. Back and forth... following her gaze... swaying... swaying...

Her smile widened, and something pulsed within her eyes, sending a burst of pleasure straight through his optic nerve and electrifying his entire body with bliss. "An odd name for an odd fox. My name is Syndos, but you can call me whatever your moaning lips can manage..."

Ildac vaguely registered the shifting of her coils around his waist. They parted and adjusted themselves, gripping firmly around his thighs to ensure he was held steady. The blood rushing to his head certainly didn't help his perception any, and the endless pools of color just destroyed any chance of a stray thought cropping up. He felt something fumble with his pants and heard her fuss about "stupid goddamn zippers", and then... freedom. The warm summer air greeted his now-exposed sheath and balls, and then so did her fingers. The fox moaned sleepily as his captor fondled and groped his balls, his coil-bound waist shifting and swiveling helplessly under her teasing touch.

"Somebody likes this." Syndos's lips curled into a smirk as she coaxed her plaything to hardness, fingers brushing delicately over his emerging shaft. "That didn't take long. You must be a bondage freak."

"Coils..."

"Ahh, so that's it." she shut her eyes for a moment, golden irises greeting him once more as she opened them again. "Now if you don't mind, I want my treat."

Ildac was in no postion, nor state of mind, to argue. He could only hang there, his mind swimming in colors, as Syndos momentarily disappeared. He felt a thick coil move down and sit parallel against the back of his head, and the moon and starlight disappeared beneath soft black fur and grey belly scales. He could see something there--a break in the ribbed pattern of her underbelly, but he couldn't...

Warmth... Wetness... It took his mesmerized mind a moment to even process the pleasure now coursing through his nerves, but the ecstatic moans slipping past his lips were enough to encourage the naughty vixen now busying herself with his cock. Her forked tongue swirled and coiled his shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth, lewd, slick sounds accompanying each backward motion. Suddenly something clicked in his mind, and he leaned forward as much as her coily prison would allow. His tongue slipped out and lapped at the wet, scaly sex before him, and he felt her entire body ripple around him.

"Mmff!" came her response, and she pressed her body closer to his, grinding that sex into his muzzle. "Goo... goog boi..." she could hardly talk around his cock, but the message came across as well as it needed to. Soon she was moaning as much as he was, her hips swiveling eagerly as his tongue went to work. Syndos's coils tightened and relaxed in a rhythm matching her insistent fellating. In Ildac's confused, hypnotized state, the matching of the two sensations could easily associate one with the other. And in that way...

The angel's tongue thrust deep into Syndos's tight, scaly sex, muffling his deepening moans as the ecstatic suckling consumed him. The familiar tingle and throbbing of his pleasure-addled cock rippled outward through his body, growing and branching through his nerves until every squeeze of her coils was like a full-bodied orgasm! He could hardly find the strength to keep licking, to keep reciprocating, but somehow his body found a way. He had to give back, had to please this hypnotic vixen...

Syndos had practically swallowed Ildac's cock by this point, her tongue coiled firmly around the base of his knot as it began to swell. Her fingers dug into his thighs, caressing his pure white fur. The naga's head began to swim as her playmate's tongue dug deeper, and she cast a grateful glance up at the branch that she was, thankfully, only hanging from and not gripping onto. She tickled along his inner thigh, causing him to squirm and yelp, and just managed to mumble something that might have sounded like "cum for me".

Ildac didn't quite hear her, but that didn't stop him from blowing his load moments later. He felt all the blood rush to his cock, relieving some of the pressure in his head (or at least it felt that way), and he muffled his ecstatic cries into her crotch as he fed her a nice, thick load of angelic seed. He plunged his tongue into her sex, and he could feel her cumming, too. Her coils quivered, starting from where they met her furry upper body and rippling all the way down to the very tip of her tail, lightly thrashing and writhing all around his encircled frame until they fell still again.

"Huahh..." Syndos moaned and panted as she let herself hang loose, now upside-down with him again. She took his cheeks in her hands and pressed a long, cum-swapping kiss to his lips, then hung there again, golden eyes half-lidded and slightly glazed. "You've got wings like an angel, but you're a devil with that tongue."

"Thank you, miss..." Ildac could only smile blissfully in his post-climax haze, the colors still swimming powerfully in his mind. He felt an upward tug as she pulled him up onto the tree branch, finally relieving the pressure in his head. The coils around him rearranged into a neat little bed, which he was swiftly drawn into, his head snuggled in-between her breasts.

"Sleep tight, sex toy." the vixen crooned, meeting his gaze again and greeting him with a maelstrom of colors. "And trust... in me~."

Some enchanting, no doubt copyrighted song filled his sleeping mind as she coaxed him to sleep. He would be safe here. Safe in her coils... Safe in trance...