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Synesthesia.

According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, synesthesia is "a concomitant sensation, especially a subjective sensation or image of a sense other than the one being stimulated". It could also be defined as "the condition marked by the experience of such sensations". None of those definitions worked for what Rad had been experiencing throughout the last weeks.

Anticipation? Maybe that was more like it. Rad remembered being at a ramen place for the first time last Thursday. The waiter, who seemingly thought his face was familiar, had asked if he was a regular costumer. With a satisfied smile, Rad had answered he wasn't, but that the food was so good that the waiter was probably anticipating the fact that he'd be back in the future.

Yes, anticipation. That was probably much more accurate. It summed up pretty well what he felt like whenever he hung out with Argyle.

They hadn't known each other for a long time, but Rad found himself thinking about the snake boy way too often. Argyle was attractive, sure - his black and purple scales made a pretty pattern down his back and across his long, thick tail and he had beautiful pink eyes - but the level of obsession Rad had reached was getting somewhat worrying. Last morning, still half-asleep and while sipping at his lukewarm cup of coffee, the fennec had been reminiscing about that time both of them had been left mostly alone at a café.

It was almost closing time and the staff was busy doing important things instead of caring about them - plus, the friends they'd initially been hanging out with had already left, so Argyle and Rad had been sitting in front of each other and chatting for what had felt like hours. Rad had rarely felt as comfortable as that night. Argyle had that kind of voice that made him extremely easy to listen to and even though the fennec was all for dropping an occasional playful remark or cheeky comment, he'd found himself nodding to his friend's words in silence.

Later on, he'd been surprised to realize he couldn't remember what the snake had been talking about, but did it matter at that point? He'd been too busy thinking about... other kind of stuff. A tail wrapping around his leg, temptingly climbing up. Argyle's body and tail wrapped around his as the snake pushed him to the bathroom. Making out in the table. There were plenty of scenarios in his head to choose from, even if none of them had truly happened.

Rad had no idea what had hit him. He'd had crushes in the past, but he'd never been so horny about someone he'd just met. Fortunately, Argyle didn't seem to have noticed. Few things would have embarrassed him more than letting his snake friend know he was flustered by the intrusive thought of... well, engaging in snake-y shenanigans with the snake.

"Why don't you come over sometime?" Argyle had asked a few days ago while they were still hanging at the café.

It was the kind of question that would have made Rad choke on his coffee - fortunately for him, he had basic notions of self-restraint and could stop himself from doing that, unlike cartoon characters. That and he'd already finished his cup of coffee, so there was nothing to choke with and he was not in immediate danger.

"That'd be nice!" Rad answered with an honest smile. He made his best to pretend he knew the reason why Argyle had invited him, but his own thoughts had kept him away from the conversation and he wasn't sure he had even heard the snake speaking for the past few minutes.

"I can show you around my place and then we can have dinner," the snake suggested. His pink eyes had seemed to gleam with excitement. "I might be not as good as the people here at making coffee, but I'm pretty sure I can give you something you will enjoy."

Okay, that last sentence could be understood in different ways, Rad thought, wondering if the snake had done it in purpose.

"I bet your coffee will be good," he reassured Argyle, waving a paw. "Plus, that way I can get to look at you."

What!?, Rad thought, panicking.

"What do you mean 'look at me'?" Argyle asked, chuckling softly.

"Uh, I mean that way I can get to take a look at your place!"

It was weird that he'd somehow messed that last sentence up, but Argyle didn't seem to mind. They both continued chatting for a few hours and agreed Rad would visit the snake next night. Then, on his way home, the fennec wondered what exactly had prompted Argyle to invite him over. He found himself daydreaming whenever the snake was talking - a weird effect that he mostly imagined had to do with him being extremely thirsty for his scaly friend.

Of course, he knew what snakes were known for. He had internet, after all.

He'd been thinking about it for some days now. It was weird that all their conversations were so blurry in his memories. Yes, he was extremely fixated on little details like how he'd feel if Argyle's hand were to touch his - a quick, sudden descent into a different place, much like a free-fall ride at the carnival - or how that tail might have felt around his waist - tight, but not too tight, comfortably wrapped around all the right places, cold, smooth scales - or how those eyes would make him feel if the snake were to do... well, what snakes do.

The fact that his mind would focus entirely on minor things like those easily explained why he couldn't recall their conversations. He was easily distracted all the time, he guessed. Then again, he wondered why he had the feeling that he actually knew what those things would feel like even if he had never experienced them - or at least, had no memories of ever experiencing them. Maybe he was simply too horny. Maybe it was just...

... anticipation.

It was one hell of a feeling, though, and Rad couldn't get rid of it for the whole day. Whenever he went, whatever he did, he was still thinking about those little details. Having breakfast, letting time pass by at work, taking a shower... He spent a bit more time than usual in front of the mirror, combing his silver fur and making sure the clothes he'd chosen would match the blue markings on his forearms. He wanted to be presentable even if their appointment wasn't a date per se - but no matter how hard he tried to focus on his appearance, he couldn't get rid of that intrusive, impatient energy.

It was everywhere, deeply ingrained in his thoughts - the feeling of an impending touch or squeeze or drop or climax or hug, present in his mind from the very moment he said goodbye to Argyle at the café to the instant the snake opened the door to his place that night.

Then, as if they'd had enough, Rad's whirling feelings came to a stop. The anticipation was still there, but now it was frozen, not building, and the fennec's attention was too focused on Argyle to care about those lingering sensations anymore.

"Hi!" the snake greeted him, reaching for his paw. Rad had the weird, inexplicable thought that he'd been expecting for a different kind of handshake and felt slightly disappointed. "Was my place easy to find?"

"Actually, yes" the fennec admitted. He had no idea how he'd known where to go, but he assumed Argyle had given him very specific directions through the phone. "It's a nice... uh, neighborhood!"

What a silly thing to say, Rad thought, slightly embarrassed.

"Thank you! Come in, don't stand at the door."

The fennec did as he was told and walked into Argyle's place. The pleasant smell of coffee immediately reached his nostrils and filled him with a warm feeling. The snake had mentioned he wasn't that good at making coffee, but Rad was wondering if he'd been just too modest. Of course, he had yet to taste the coffee, but the smell was probably the best he'd come across in a while. For some reason, it reminded Rad of Argyle himself, which was weird. Rad still hadn't got the chance of tasting Argyle's coffee, he thought.

His apartment also had the same effect on the fennec, but the answer to that was obvious. The loft apartment had a slick, clean appearance, with lots of open spaces but not so open that it might feel impersonal. It was clear that the snake spent a lot of time trying to keep his house well-maintained and ready for friendly visits, and there was a running color palette of blacks and grays accented by purples and reds, which reminded Rad of Argyle's scales.

On the other side of the room, the fennec could see a balcony and the vast, black sky full of stars above. It deeply contrasted with the warm, cozy atmosphere in the loft. The glass door to the balcony was invitingly open and a cool breeze was coming in.

Argyle had turned to the kitchen and was pouring coffee on two cups. The strong smell became slightly more intense for a few seconds and Rad let it fill his chest. It was truly a wonderful sensation.

"Here." Argyle offered him one of the two cups with a calm, friendly smile - the kind of smile Rad would have found himself lost in if he hadn't been looking directly at those two eyes, inexplicably waiting for something that didn't happen.

After a few seconds in silence, he picked the cup that was given to him and felt tempted to lower his nose and get more of the enticing aroma.

"Careful," Argyle warned him. "It's still hot and you don't want to burn your nostrils."

"That sounds painful, yeah," the fennec agreed with a nervous chuckle. "So should we go to the balcony? I'm sorry, the weather outside seems too nice not to take advantage of it. Plus, it seems like you'd already thought of that," he added, pointing at the open door.

Argyle's smile got wider.

"Oh! I see you knew what my plan was all along. Yeah, I had a feeling the night was too pretty to stay indoors, so I thought we could have coffee - and dinner, if you want - outside," the snake admitted.

"Great idea."

Rad followed Argyle as he moved through the room. He had only walked behind the snake a few times, but watching his tail slither and swirl right in front of him always made him feel all kinds of weird things. As far as Rad knew, he had never even touched that tail, but watching it move like that gave him the weird sensation of scales moving up his legs for some reason.

A breath of fresh air helped Rad get rid of those thoughts as he stepped into the balcony. There was even a small, cute coffee table and a chill out pallet couch that looked comfortable enough to sleep on. The fennec was beginning to think Argyle had specifically planned his house for visits... which wasn't such a wild thought, after all. He guessed everyone did that.

"Sit wherever you want and make yourself comfortable."

"That's a lot of freedom. What if I sit on the floor?" Rad asked with a grin.

"Not as much freedom as you think," the snake replied, grinning back. There was a friendly gleam in his iridescent eyes. "I said 'make yourself comfortable'. How could you possibly make yourself comfortable on the floor?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm an expert at making myself comfortable on the floor."

"No, you're not."

"How could you be so sure?"

"I just know you will sit on the couch," the snake said, chuckling softly. Again, that kind of firm assertion made Rad feel things he wasn't sure he was supposed to feel. "Come on, just do it for me. The floor is too cold and hard. The couch is warm and comfy."

"I guess you're right. Sure, I'll do that. But only because you asked nicely."

Argyle chuckled again and took a sip at his cup of coffee.

"It's okay now," he announced. "You can drink it without burning your face."

Rad nodded and did as the snake suggested. The taste wasn't as astoundingly good as the smell, but it was still pretty convincing. The fennec even licked his lips, trying to get as much of that as possible.

"You said you weren't too good at this!" he protested amicably, pretending to be annoyed. "Why would you say you're not good at something and then deliver this? It's one of the best coffees I've ever had."

"Er, I just got lucky."

"Yeah, come on. I don't believe that."

Argyle's tail tapped the floor and as usual Rad eyes followed the movement.

"Oh, well. It's just something I tend to do from time to time. Captatio benevolentiae. Have you ever heard about that?"

The fennec shook his head. Latin wasn't his forte.

"It was a thing ancient orators would do to gain public sympathy. You would start a speech by saying you're not too good at it and asking the audience to forgive you in case you made a mistake," Argyle explained. "That would lower their expectations and, when you eventually made a speech that was way beyond what the audience expected you to be capable of, it was usually pretty well-received. Even if it wasn't so good objectively."

"So... like false modesty?" Rad asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, yeah! That's actually a pretty good way to sum it up."

Rad took another sip from his cup of coffee and nodded. He could understand the concept. He wasn't surprised by the fact that Argyle had pretended to be bad at something he was actually good at. They didn't know each other that well, but he had a feeling that the snake was a sneaky one. He was definitely clever, at least.

They sat in silence, staring at the night summer sky and the astonishing view of all the stars. The fact that Argyle's loft stood in a part of the city that wasn't particularly bright was wonderful. A vista like that would have been unthinkable at the urban heart.

Rad cleared his throat.

"So, uh... forgive me if I've been acting weird lately. I don't know what is going on with me."

He regretted saying those words instantly. Why had he decided that it was a good time to share those thoughts specifically? It was unlikely that Argyle had even noticed he was always feeling odd when he was around.

"Oh. Yeah, I really hadn't noticed anything?" the snake admitted, confirming Rad's suspicions. "But sure, apology accepted."

Okay, now I owe him an explanation, the fennec thought. If he hadn't opened his mouth, none of this would have happened.

"It's just that... I don't know. I have a weird feeling about you." That was making things worse. Rad would have groaned if it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to make the situation any more awkward. "It's like I'm constantly feeling things that I'm not supposed to feel. Not as in feelings, but more as in... sensations. You know, touch and stuff."

"Uh. Okay. That's a bit weird, I'll give you that."

"Right? I don't know. Like, sometimes I think you're touching my hand when you're not," Rad explained, trying to regain control of the situation. "Or... I imagine the touch of your tail scales. Or your eyes glowing."

Wait? No, the eye thing wasn't something I wanted to mention, Rad said to himself, a bit confused. How did that get in?

"Hmmmm. As long as it doesn't make you feel uncomfortable," Argyle said as he placed his cup of coffee on the small table and rewarded Rad with a gentle smile. "I'm told snakes have this effect on other creatures sometimes. So it's probably nothing you should worry about."

"Oh, good."

The explanation helped ease Rad's nerves, but it didn't change anything else. He could still feel the dormant anticipation - as if a part of his brain knew those scales were touching his skin in an alternate universe. Argyle held his gaze. The fennec wondered if he knew what he was thinking.

"So, snake things it is," he ended up saying, in an attempt to dissipate the weird silence that had been creeping towards them. "I wonder what that entails."

"Ah, you know. We're predators so we used to have a few... let's say, mechanisms to make prey less willing to run away," Argyle answered, shrugging. "Nothing too crazy nowadays, I bet. It must have diluted over time."

"You're talking about the eye thing, right?" Rad asked. Again, he was surprised by the fact that Argyle's eyes kept coming up in the conversation even if he'd made a conscious effort not to mention them.

"Yeah, you know. The whole snake routine. Glowing eyes, hissing, coiling... I bet you've watched the movies so you probably know what I mean."

"Mhm. All the good stuff."

He wasn't surprised by his own words this time. I mean, it must feel good, right?, he thought. At least in the movies they make it look like the victim is feeling good. I wonder if that's true, though.

Maybe he could ask Argyle for a sample in order to find out. He was curious now.

"Of course, the stuff in the movies is greatly exaggerated. I can't do mind control or anything like that!" Argyle assured him, waving a hand as if to disregard that possibility.

"Heh. It must feel good anyway," Rad thought, this time out loud. "You're serious, then? You can do the... funny eye thing?"

Argyle's smile widened to a grin. Rad didn't know exactly why, but he had been expecting that kind of response from him.

"Yeah! I can. It's not as impressive as you probably think it is, though."

The fennec nodded, taking a swift look at his friend's eyes. They were beautifully pink and a real eye-catcher, he'd give him that, and for some reason he could imagine them glowing and sending just the right wave of pleasant feelings to whoever was staring into them - but if he stopped to seriously ask himself about it, he realized there was no way a thing like that could happen in the real world.

"So, uh... do you want me to demonstrate?" Argyle asked innocently.

Rad had been about to ask the same thing. He didn't know why he hadn't, but the question had been at the tip of his tongue right when the snake had vocalized it.

"Sure! That'd be educational," the fennec answered, chuckling.

There was a weird feeling in his chest when Argyle tilted his head and looked straight into his eyes. Like the butterflies in the stomach that one usually gets when they fall in love, only slightly more intense, electric-like and all over his body. It was a soft yet insistent tingling sensation, like being submerged in warm water really slowly.

And then, Argyle's eyes began to glow.

... he'd been right. It wasn't as impressive as he'd imagined it'd be.

The subtle glow seemed to come from behind the snake's pupils, making his irises look even more beautiful that they usually were. If Rad focused for too long in the captivating eyes he began to feel slightly dizzy, but that was it. No feeling of being completely pulled into the stare. No complete disconnection from who he was or a sudden wave of strong, overwhelming mental pleasure.

For some reason, he'd thought he'd experience that. Now he realized that it was just as Argyle had said.

"What do you think?" the snake asked with a calm voice.

The grin in his face had softened back to a friendly smile. Rad had the impulse to believe he was in fact feeling a bit self-conscious about the whole process. I bet he doesn't do this too often, the fennec thought, a wave of sympathy rushing through his heart. And he probably doesn't want to disappoint me.

"It's beautiful," he whispered. The display was indeed relaxing. Of course, the fact that they were both standing in the balcony, under the beautiful starry sky and with such a gentle breeze reaching them from time to time also helped create the right atmosphere. "You were right, though. I'm not being mind-controlled."

"Of course you're not. I didn't tell you to say that at all."

Rad chuckled.

"Here, let me grab your hand for a second. It'll help you get a better experience."

The fennec allowed Argyle to touch his wrist. He'd been anticipating the touch for so long that, when the snake's fingers subtly moved across his palm, he could perfectly recognize it. However, the gentle caress sent a pleasant shiver down Rad's spine. It also created a different kind of anticipation.

As if the touch should have triggered something else. As if Argyle could just pull his hand at any time, and then...

"I bet that's better," Argyle's voice came to his ears, interrupting incoherent thoughts about elevators going down. "You see, hypnosis is a bit of a tactile process. Even the part I do with my eyes. It feels a bit like poking into your mind. I wonder if it feels the same for you."

"I see," Rad said, feeling Argyle's finger move slowly up and down, from his wrist to the tip of his fingers and then to his wrist all over again. His friend was still looking deep into his eyes and the glow hadn't gotten more intense, but he was right - the tactile sensation really helped enhance the feeling.

He wouldn't have described it as his mind being poked, though. It wasn't anything that intense. In fact, Rad had to make an effort to convince himself that something was happening at all. The gentle touch in his palm was pleasing and he could easily get carried away by its tenderness, but that was all it was. Soft physical contact, allowing him to enjoy the moment.

Argyle's eyes provided an excellent focus point as he thought about this. They never glowed more intensely, swirled or displayed those wild rings that Rad had seen on shows. They were just there... staring back at him. Slit pupils in the middle of deep, pulsating irises.

"H-hey..." he heard himself say as soon as he noticed Argyle's tail slowly wrapping around one of his ankles.

He hadn't seen the snake's tail moving in that direction. Obviously, he had been too focused in that stare and those sweet caressing moves to even care about what his friend was doing with his tail.

"This is just to give you another tactile sensation to focus on," Argyle reassured him. "Everything's alright. You have nothing to worry about."

Rad believed him.

He found himself projecting thoughts on that new touch, again. He wondered whether he'd be coiled in that strong long scaly tail and immediately afterwards he asked himself why he would think about that when he'd actually felt it around his body not so long ago.

Then, he corrected himself - Argyle's tail hadn't been around his body or else he would remember. Even if the thought was intrusive, even if the anticipation was making him see things that hadn't happened yet, he would remember.

There was no way he could remember things that hadn't happened. That made no sense.

His mind was split between his internal dialogue and Argyle's finger slowly moving in circles on his palm and that thick coil slowly tightening its grip around his ankle. And those eyes were right in front of him, providing an excellent focus point... hadn't he thought about that already? Maybe he had. He wasn't sure.

The fennec caught himself zoning out. He wasn't sure for how long it had been happening.

"Uh...?" he asked, his tired eyes still staring into Argyle's. He blinked and his eyelids seemed slower than usual.

The snake grinned playfully.

"Feeling sleepy?" he asked.

"Hmm... kinda relaxed," Rad admitted. His tongue felt a bit heavier than he remembered it being, like a wet piece of cloth.

Something weird was going on.

He couldn't put his finger on it. In fact, he had absolutely no need to move any part of his body right now. His muscles had gone from being slightly relaxed to suspiciously limp in a matter of seconds. But that wasn't what worried him most - it was that feeling of familiarity, the annoying dèja-vu. He could remember that same thing happening step by step. Every single sensation that his body was feeling right now had been felt before.

He was certain now. It was almost like...

"... you've done this to me already?" he asked with a thin voice.

Argyle's smile grew wider.

"False modesty, remember?"

That hardly answered Rad's question, but the fennec didn't even need his friend to tell him by now. It wouldn't have mattered, anyway.

He sank.

Straight into Argyle's gaze, like a heavy, motionless stone dropping to the bottom of a dark well. There was only that pink, overwhelming glow guiding him deeper and deeper - Rad felt insignificant and helpless, like a fly heading straight towards a spider web. There was no way he could fight or resist or escape. He'd been there. He knew what was coming. And it was...

... blank. An intense wave of silent, empty space. The fennec barely registered the soft pressure on his chest as his neck relaxed and his head tilted forward, eyes still glued to the snake's hypnotic glare.

He had a feeble, distant feeling his mouth was open. He didn't care.

"Good boy," Argyle cooed. The tail around Rad's ankle climbed upwards slowly. "I knew you'd figure it out sooner or later. I was looking forward for that moment of realization in your face. You should have seen yourself."

The fennec's mind barely registered those words. There was a gentle squeeze around his calf. Argyle's tail kept creeping higher and higher, its tip gently caressing Rad's fur wherever it went, causing his otherwise motionless body to shiver involuntarily. A very distant thought in the fennec's mind wondered how high it would climb, but it was quickly engulfed by the endless sinking sensation that emanated from the snake's deep gaze.

"You have nothing to worry about," his friend repeated, as if he had heard that tiny voice in Rad's head as it grew silent. "I'm going to take good care of you, like I always do. And you're going to enjoy yourself quite a bit. In fact, I bet you're already doing just that, aren't you?"

Rad... didn't know, but if Argyle said so, then it must have been true. At some point, the snake's voice had become completely irresistible. He could hear it echoing in its head, every sound sending a shiver down his spine as that tail kept wrapping around his leg. Meanwhile, Argyle's finger kept drawing slow, teasing spirals on his palm. It felt like every time he reached to the center he just dropped deeper still, and every time it seemed impossible to go deeper, and every time he was proven wrong and sank a bit further.

But beyond the incomprehensible mindlessness and the fact that his whole body felt completely relaxed, beyond the quietude in his mind and the fact that Argyle's pink gaze seemed to be melting his brain like a candle, what he felt was... vulnerable. Caught in the snake's embrace like some kind of prey.

Helpless.

And even if his mind didn't have enough strength to tell, the realization that he enjoyed feeling so extremely defenseless was buried somewhere deep inside his brain. It was turning him on, making him hornier than he could possibly understand in his state.

"Yes, you are. I can see that you're having a good time," Argyle said, his other hand moving to the fennec's chin to keep his friend's eyes nicely aligned with his. "I bet you're wondering just how obedient you really are. How much control my words bear over you. Do you want to test this out, too?" Rad's tired mind tried to formulate an answer, but it failed. "Oh, it's okay, you don't need to speak. I know you do. Ssstrip."

Rad felt his body tensing involuntarily and moving on its own to remove the clothes that covered it. Argyle's tail moved out of the way for a few seconds as he kicked his pants off, then did the same with his underwear. It didn't take him much time to take off his shirt again.

The gentle, cold breeze caressed his fur and made him shiver, but then Argyle's tail wrapped tightly around his wrist, its tip caressing his inner calf teasingly. The touch was just centimeters away from his groin - and even though Rad wasn't completely aware of what was going on anymore, he knew that something really hard was throbbing between his legs now. The scaly tip of the tail teased him by getting extremely close a few times, but it never touched his desperate erection.

Meanwhile, Argyle's eyes kept pulsing and Rad could feel his brain throbbing just as much as his cock was.

"Gosh, you're getting needier and needier every time we do this," Argyle pointed out, his wide grin curving slightly upwards. He got closer to Rad, the hand in his friend's chin sliding down his chest and to his abdomen as it drew a sinuous path to guaranteed pleasure. His glowing eyes completely filled the silently whimpering fennec's field of view. "It's so clear in your eyes now. Your arousal is growing and growing and growing aaaaaand growing..."

Each and every iteration of the word made Rad's mind squirm with pleasure, as if someone was inoculating too much feeling into it. From the faraway distance trance had put him in, he could tell an extraordinary orgasm was building up and ecstasy was nearby. The snake's expert tail was teasing him in all the right ways and those hands seemed to know exactly where to caress. A single word by Argyle was all he needed to cum and he knew it.

"... yeah. You're about to burst with pleasure, aren't you?"

The snake pronounced each word with the slow, deep cadence of someone who knew perfectly well how to work with his voice only. Rad could even feel that long, viperous tongue of him threatening to touch his own lips now.

"Ssssso much. You're ready to surrender yourself to a wonderful climax for me, hmm? Of course you are. Be a good boy and get ready for it." Rad felt his body trembling with pleasure. "It's getting closer now. Yes, it is. You can feel it taking over you. And now," the fennec let out a soft moan, his body ready to give into the overwhelming sensation, his empty mind swirling with arousal and obedience, "... sssstay there."

The pleasure stopped growing, but only because it couldn't grow anymore. Something clicked in Rad's mind - a lock, or something that felt like it, even if there was no bolt or key. The fennec's arousal couldn't recede and couldn't find any outlet either. It was frozen right at that very moment, a second before the long-promised release.

The fennec's mind complained helplessly, but his body didn't respond.

"I think it's about time we take this indoors," Argyle said then, standing up and unwrapping his tail from Rad's wrist. The tip of his tail moved up to the fennec's chin, applying enough strength to help him stand up. "That's a good boy. Now follow me inside."

Rad had no other choice but do as he was told. Leaving his clothes behind and completely naked, with a throbbing erection between his legs that was begging for release, the fennec let Argyle's tail guide him by his chin towards the living room.

As soon as they got inside, the snake removed his clothes too. If Rad had been more aware of what was going on, he would have noticed that Argyle was displaying a comparable erection... only he definitely wasn't stuck right before climax like he was.

"You're going to earn that orgasm, boy," the snake stated, still staring deep into his eyes. With his tail still holding the fennec's chin, he stepped back and sat on the couch with his legs spread wide open. "Kneel."

Rad dropped to his knees immediately, the soft carpet softening his fall. There were no words needed. Even if he'd been awake, the fennec would have guessed what Argyle wanted him to do. Now that he was asleep and those eyes kept pulsing, sending all kinds of hidden commands to his shattered mind, it was even easier to focus on his task.

He reached for Argyle's erection with a shaking paw and caressed the base of his length softly, prompting the snake to let out an almost inaudible moan. Guided by the sound, the fennec brought his head closer and gave the snake's cock a long, wet lick before placing it in his mouth. Another moan, perfectly audible this time, rewarded him for a job well done.

It wasn't long before Argyle's hand fell on his head, gripping it firmly and guiding him as he moved up and down. Completely focused on his task, with no thoughts to pay attention and no words to obey, Rad aimed to make the snake feel all the pleasure that had so rightfully been denied to him. His own cock throbbed desperately, but he wasn't supposed to care about it. The only thing that mattered now was pleasuring his snake friend, and his moans as he grew closer and closer to orgasm were the only thing that he needed to pay attention to. If a command was spoken, he would obey it.

As the movement got faster and faster, the fennec placed a paw on the couch and made sure to keep balance. Argyle's tail wrapped around his torso just tightly enough, with a bit of a possessive grip. Rad couldn't know it then because there was no way he could know anything in his state, but that was the kind of touch he would remember even long after he forgot everything.

"Hmmff... that's a good boy," Argyle praised him, his hand forcing Rad's head to go further down every time. The snake was shivering and his voice trembled slightly. "Ssssuch an obedient toy to play wi... Hmmfff!"

A new wave of pleasure washed over his body and Rad realized one final thrust had been enough to push the snake over the edge of orgasm. Those fingers closed more firmly around the back of his head as Argyle unloaded his warm seed deep into his throat. Rad's tongue moved expertly and caressed the sensitive member, making sure to give Argyle an even more pleasant experience.

Then, little by little, the grip around his head relaxed. Argyle's tail grip also loosened a bit. Then, as soon as Rad had finished licking clean the snake's cock, one of his coils moved to the fennec's chin again and forced him to look up.

It had been a few minutes now since Rad had stared deeply into those powerful eyes. The overwhelming glow hit him like a crashing wave.

"Cum," was Argyle's only command.

It felt like getting struck by lightning.

Rad's whole body tensed and a loud moan escaped his throat. His toes curled and his eyes rolled back, the lock that had been placed on him dissipating like mist as the intense, wrecking orgasm took over him completely. The agonizing wait that he hadn't been completely aware of came to an end as he spurted out the white, sticky burden his cock had been keeping for himself all over his stomach and legs. His whole body shivered and squirmed and yelled in ecstasy, and the fennec would have easily lost balance hadn't the snake been still holding him with his thick, firm tail.

And then, after the blissful climax, Rad's gaze was guided once again to those glowing eyes.

"And...sleep."

His body loosened like a stringless puppet as he collapsed limply on Argyle's coils. The snake chuckled, still regaining his breath after his own orgasm and enjoying the delicious afterglow.

"Don't think I'm done with you, cutie," he warned Rad, right before the fennec's consciousness quivered and went out like a candle's flame. "Oooooh, no. We haven't even had dinner yet. There's a very, very long night ahead of us, even if you won't remember any of it."

As if to reinforce those words, the snake's tail wrapped a bit more tightly around his slumbering friend's motionless body.

He shivered on his sleep.