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For as long as anyone could remember there had been bad blood between the naga and the avians. The two people were just far too different to get along. Everything about them seemed to be polar opposites, from their physical development and capabilities down to their matching personalities.

Naga for example, were large brutish creatures that slithered on the ground upon massive powerful tails of muscle and scale. They admired strength and loyalty above all else and respected those who were fearless. Unfortunately this would often lead to many battles of wills among their tribes and earned them a reputation of being quite savage. Avians on the other hand, were light, nimble, fit for the skies, and often respected cunning, intellect, and were victims of hubris. Hybrid furs with feathered wings that were “gifts from the Goddess". Their pride and positions from above forced them to look down on those not blessed with such gifts, keeping them stuck in tradition rather then see things from new perspectives.

Naturally these two peoples would butt heads time and time again, sometimes little more then arguments or dirty looks. Sometimes all out brawls if enough of them got together in a single area. Feuds would last generations and often times teeter on the brink of all out war. But neither side wanted to see what that would look like in the end, not truthfully. Because while an Avian had the advantage of the skies, the ability to rain arrows and other… nasty things upon the naga from above with relative safety. The naga had nearly unmatched strength, and they were not afraid to use it to show their brutality. Their bows were stronger then any other in the land and could launch an arrow so high even Avians had to be wary. And if they ever got one on the ground?... The avian would hardly stand a chance. None at all if a naga got a hold of them in the grasp of their mighty tail. For an avian's bones were light and fragile compared to a naga, meant for flying, not fighting. One good squeeze… and that would be the end of the feathered creature, as easy as crushing a mouse.

Both sides were not without their cruelties of course… the worst crime an Avian could commit upon a naga was to paralyze their tail. A well placed cut along the lower part of their spine and the naga was crippled for life. Helpless for the rest of their days as they dragged around a part of their body that slowly died and decayed until infection took them… a horrible way to go.

The naga of course… went with the obvious… Tearing the wings off an avian and grounding them permanently made them just a brittle-boned two legged fur. The same as anyone else but… weaker… a sentence as good as death that forced an avian to be an outcast and exile, if they didn't take their own life on the spot.

Such a wicked web of anger and hatred that had been weaved and for what? Simply for being different… Yet not ALL of their kind would give in to such hatred at every opportunity. Sometimes fate steps in and grants some of us a chance to be better. And it's up to us whether or not we take it… and in the end… what we do with it.

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The wind slipped over and under her feathers like the caress of an old friend. The sun basking on her fur felt so warm as she soared out over the treetops. Gemini loved flying more then anything in the world. She always felt at home in the skies and though she knew she was different from the people on the ground she never saw them as beneath her… if anything she pitied them. To her, being in the brightest light of the sun, high above the clouds? There was simply no better feeling.

Granted being a feline hybrid she of course LOVED to warm herself in the sun…

Dark fur painted her form from head to toe, with a few speckles of white draping her shoulders and upper back like a shawl, and a matching splash at the tip of her rather fluffy tail. Her nose, eyes, and ears were highlighted in white with a lighter shade of grey rolling down her chest, over her belly and between her thighs. She'd always thought of herself as somewhat… plain. A modest bust and no incredibly beautiful or colorful markings to speak of. It was likely why she colored her hair whenever she could, wanting to add a bit of brightness to her appearance. The one part of herself she DID take pride in… was her wings. She had been blessed with absolutely stunning raven wings. Black as night with just a slight sheen of purple color when the light hit them just right, making them some of the most coveted in her tribe.

With wings and fur as dark as her's she was near invisible in the night to the naked eye. Against a new moon or clouded sky she could soar endlessly with no worry of being spotted, making it easy to hunt and provide for the tribe. Which is exactly what she was doing today, sailing out towards the mountains in search of any Elk who had come down to graze. She had just spotted a few tracks when she spied a glint of metal out of the corner of her eye. A simple fold of her wings sent her banking through the skies towards it but it vanished beneath the treetops. Being a feline of course, her curiosity got the better of her so with a short dive and a few flaps she landed lightly among the trees.

Her raven feathered appendages tucked in close against her body as she scurried through the undergrowth in the direction she'd seen the glinting light, wondering who or what it could be wandering around this close to the mountains. As she got further into the brush she heard voices and movement up ahead but couldn't quite make it out until finally she poked her head up above a bush.

What she saw made her freeze, her eyes widening in shock as the faintest gasp escaped her. Her blood ran cold, heart skipping a beat for just a moment as she gazed upon a troop of humans… She was frozen… humans were terrifying… Slavers, Bandits, Raiders, they left only ruin and suffering in their wake and took anything that pleased them… especially women.

One of the armored men was turning in her direction… but she was still frozen… too stuck to move. A hand clasped suddenly over her muzzle and she was yanked back and out of sight. Immediately she began to struggle, reaching for the knife on her hip. She wasn't going to die like this! Not to some…

Human?...

That's when she felt the massive tail coil around her arms, pinning them to her sides. Her whole body went rigid with a new kind of terror… it wasn't a human that had her…

…it was a naga…

Slowly… she tilted her head back to gaze at the monster that would be her doom. But surprisingly calm violet eyes gazed back at her, set in the head of a massive cobra… one of the most dangerous of naga for the strength of their venom. Silver scales washed over his form in a beautiful shade she had never seen on one of his species before. Most Naga were darker colored, making them terrifying in the night. This one was… well… beautiful.

For a snake…

He looked right at her, and lifted a single finger to his lips. She blinked in surprise… but she gave a tiny nod… he didn't want the humans alerted anymore then she did. Slowly… his tail uncoiled from her body, freeing her limbs. The blade at her side stayed sheathed for now though… if he wanted to hurt her, she'd be dead already. As his hand eased away next he glanced forward once more, violet forked tongue flicking forth from between his lips. She could hear the man who had turned wandering away again to rejoin his companions. It looked like they were getting ready to make camp for the night.

The naga glanced at her and whispered softly “Been tracking them for sssssome time now… They have been coming down from the mountains… hunting… kidnapping… they are no good… for either of usss…" he said pointedly and looked at her. She blinked some and she looked at the humans again, biting her lip. He was right… these men were armed with whips and chains… slavers by the looks of them… If they got too close to her tribe… some of the young ones couldn't fly very well yet.

“I have to warn my people…" she whispered.

“No" hissed the naga, she blinked and paused “you leave now… and they follow… then what? They don't know where our people are… they have only caught wandererssss… kidnapped a naga girl last moon… if they find our tribessss they will send more… They will catch your people as they did mine…"

“My people are not so easily caught" she hissed quietly at him “we can escape with the gift the Gods saw fit to give us…"

“If you are ssssso sure…" he hissed back “fly above their camp… and wait for the poison dart that will knock you from the sky and leave you paralyzed until they fetch you… if nothing else finds you first…"

“What are you*" she started to say and he pointed. There among their supplies, blow darts… and lots of them. Along with nets for tangling wings and… muzzles?... For the naga she realized. These bastards had come prepared to capture the creatures they were looking for…

“We must deal with them here and now…" he hissed softly “will you help me?"

She looked surprised… a naga asking her for help? She knew her kind certainly would never ask a slithering ground snake for help even if their lives literally depended on it… But this male clearly knew the advantage he could have with her helping him. He didn't CARE about whether she was an enemy, just whether she could fight and help keep his people safe… keep BOTH their people safe…

“Very well snake" she hissed softly “I will help you to protect my people…" She was still rattled from the way he grabbed her, her adrenaline still sending her wings trembling with the urge to fly away. But he was right… if they didn't deal with these intruders now it could spell disaster for their kind.

He nodded and they settled in to wait until nightfall.

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Neither said a word as the men made their camp, setting up tents and bedrolls. Most of them stripped of their armor thankfully as they ate, drank wine, and talked about all the money they were going to make. A few of them talked about all the whores they were going to buy with their coin and Gemini was left to wish she could just slit their throats now. Filthy humans… treating her kind like they were just animals to be bought and sold. The humans used to be far worse, at least she was told. But in recent generations they had withdrawn to the other side of the mountain mostly. It seemed a few were getting bolder again… She saw no reason not to remind them NOT to tread on unwelcoming grounds.

She glanced at the naga from time to time, but his violet gaze stayed affixed to the camp before them. He barely even blinked, his forked tongue silently flicking forth time and time again as they waited. The obsession in his gaze… it unnerved her… he looked like a predator who was waiting HOURS to pounce. A shiver ran down her spine remembering how easily he had overpowered her with his tail… bastard was lucky she was distracted, that's all.

She turned her gaze back to the camp as a few choice words caught her attention…

“I hear their wings are so delicate… hell you get a hold of one and most of them will do anything you want…" one chuckled.

Another nodded and laughed “they snap like branches, I'm telling you. They had this one uppity bitch brought in last month along with the snake… Had a rope on her ankle and she kept trying to fly away. Finally get her on the ground right? So the guy looks at her and he says 'you're going to have to get used to a life without freedom…' so she gets all mouthy and shit and he grabs a hold of one of her wings."

Gemini was trembling with rage by now, glaring at the male who was speaking. To abuse their wings like that?...

“She drops to her knees, I shit you not it looks like when you grab the little males by the balls you know? They just act like you've got their whole lives in your fuckin hands. And he says to her 'if you use your mouth for anything other then sucking my cock… I break it off…' So he takes his cock out and shows it to her… and you can tell she doesn't want to. But he gives her wing one little squeeze and I swear that bitch opened up like it was candy…"

Gemini flattened her ears… she didn't want to hear this… she wanted to kill them all, right then and there. She glanced at the naga… but his gaze was affixed to the man. His violet eyes had narrowed to slits as he glared at him. Why did he care?... Hurting avians? Why should that bother him?...

Who knows… naga were strange creatures… but then he said something that surprised her…

“Take that one alive…" he whispered to her. She blinked and turned back, looking at the male who was moving his hand as if pretending a woman was servicing him. Gemini narrowed her gaze…

She had no objections there…

Eventually the men drank their way into stupors and settled in for the night. It was dark and the campfire's glow was dwindling. One man was still up, keeping watch over the camp in a full suit of armor. He would be a problem, but if they approached it right… they could get all or most of the others without much resistance.

The naga eased up from where he had been settled and glanced at her, motioning her to follow. Follow him? HA! She reached out and grabbed his arm, shaking her head. She motioned instead for him to follow her. She was better suited for sneaking around at night, especially with his coloration. The naga narrowed his eyes but he relented as she turned and started off, circling the camp to get to the far side opposite the standing guard. The armored man was armed with a sword on his hip and a crossbow in his hands. Killing him would be noisy as his armor would make plenty of sound when he fell, so they would have to save him for last.

As they emerged from the tents she saw the naga knock an arrow and look at the armored male. She shook her head quickly and pointed to one of the tents. Armored man last… sleepers first. The naga glanced at her but again he sighed and followed her lead, easing over to the closest tent. She heard a blade slip into flesh silently as she approached her own. Two men sleeping inside… one so drunk he pissed himself.

Doubt anyone will miss these two… she thought to herself, drawing her blade and looming over the first one. She froze… she'd never… actually killed anyone before. She always told herself it would be easy, that she'd just do the same as she did with a wounded deer or any other animal. But immediately she began to wonder if this man had a family waiting for him on the other side of the mountain… if they would be worried about him… fear for where he went and whether he would ever come home…

Her hand trembled… and she jumped as a shadow passed the tent and paused… Slowly the flap opened and she lunged with her blade. Her wrist was caught as she froze…

It was the naga…

He glared at her, pushing her hand away. He looked down at the two still sleeping men and then back up at her, shaking his head. He was… disappointed… all that bravado and… She swallowed and glanced away, not wanting to watch as the Naga stabbed both men in the throat as if it were as easy as gutting a boar. He slithered out of the tent before the men even finished choking on their blood, moving on towards the next.

She sat there… staring at the men as they clutched their throats. One of them stared right back at her, reaching forth with blood covered fingers as if to beg her for help… She trembled and backed up out of the tent. She wouldn't be mocked… she wouldn't be weak! She stormed past the naga with her blade clutched tightly in her hand, stepping into the next tent. She found one of the men missing but she grabbed the other and slammed the blade into his throat with a triumphant huff and finality.

Only… she severed his artery… but not his vocal coords. A strangled cry escaped him before she managed to yank the blade and finish the job, her eyes widening.

“What the… HEY!" the guard outside snapped. There was sound of shuffling about and clinking of metal as he turned and leveled the crossbow, followed by the twang of the bolt being fired and a grunt from the naga. Her eyes widened some as the beast hissed and launched itself at the armored guard. She was about to lunge out of the tent when a pair of hands grabbed her wings. She gave a cry as she was yanked out the back of the tent and slammed against a tree.

“Ohhh I knew I'd find one of you bitches out here…" the man snarled in her ear “Byron! Byron get out here!" he called. When no one replied he glanced back, lifting his foot to open the tent flap “Byron?..."

What he saw was his friend laying dead on his bed, blood pooling out from his sliced throat. The man holding her wings trembled and turned back to her “you… you fucking BITCH! You murdered my friend!" He yanked on her wing, almost as if trying to rip it off and she screamed as it was popped from it's socket painfully. It popped back in as she fell to her hands and knees on the ground but the agony had her body trembling.

“I'm gonna fucking KILL YOU!" he shouted above her, grabbing for her wing. She tried to lurch out of the way but his fist closed around her lengthy flight feathers and she shrieked as they were torn free. There's still time… they… they'll regrow but she had to get away before he!

Too late…

His hand closed on her wing again and he spat at her darkly “I'm gonna take these as a fuckin trophy… and sell you as a whore for what you did to my friend…"

“No… Please…" she whispered softly. She glanced back, watching him raise his knife…

WHUMP!

Something hit the man and she yelped as her wing was yanked painfully yet again, tumbling over and quickly scrambling to her feet to face the threat. Her eyes widened as she watched the naga roll with the man, his tail coiling around him before lifting him into the air slowly. The man got one good stab at his tail before his arm was captured and bent hard enough to snap.

The man screamed… and the naga didn't even flinch… Such raw ferocity in the face of causing such punishment… yet moments ago the bastard was ready to do far worse to her… She felt her pity vanish faster then it had dared to creep into her thoughts.

“Where do you sell them?" the naga hissed.

“Wh… what?..." the man gasped.

“WHERE DO YOU SELL THEM?! THE SLAVES?!" the naga hissed violently at him. He trembled sharply in the beast's clutches, clawing with feeble pathetic blunted nails at his scaled hide.

“Other… side… of the mountain…" he rasped “town… on the sea…"

“Good" the Naga hissed. There was a loud snap and he dropped the man's body to the ground… his neck broken. The massive serpent was panting softly as he looked down at the lifeless corpse. Slowly he turned his violet gaze to her and she stiffened some.

“You're… you're hurt…" she said softly, looking at the crossbow bolt in his abdomen. It seemed like it missed anything vital as it was far enough to the side but… She winced. It had been her fault. First she froze like a fool and then she got arrogant trying to prove she wasn't a coward and…

“I'll ssssurvive…" he hissed softly with a nod past her. She turned her gaze to find the armored male on his back, a darkness had crept into his skin spreading from two large holes in his face… the serpent's venom no doubt. She shuddered and turned back to him with a nod.

“Thank you…" she managed to say “for… for saving me…"

He seemed surprised at her gratitude. That… actually shouldn't surprise her though. Saying thank you was not an easy ordeal for her kind to get through. Especially to a ground snake like… well… to a naga.

“We should burn the camp… and leave… just in case…" he said softly and then turned to start spreading fire from the remaining logs on the campfire. He paused though and glanced back at her “you should go…"

“I…" she bit her lip, her ears lowering back. He was disappointed in her… clearly… and truthfully she was disappointed in herself. She sighed and grabbed up her knife, spreading her wings only to wince sharply. She couldn't fly… she was grounded… she…

Her heart started to race… her flight feathers… she crouched down and clutched at the beautiful feathers all bent and mangled now. They would grow back but that would take weeks she… she was stuck… and…

“Your wing…" he said softly “you cannot fly can you?..."

She jolted to her feet immediately, glaring at him and lifting her blade. But he simply looked at her and tossed a burning log into the nearby wagon and said “you have small hands…"

She blinked some in surprise “what?..." what the fuck did that have to do with anything?...

“Small hands… small fingers…" he continued and then gestured to the bolt still stuck in him. She glanced at it and then back to him as he said “keep your blade if you must… I've no reason to kill someone I battled alongside unless they give me one…"

She blinked again… and lowered the blade slowly. Battle… this had been a battle… she had done horribly and nearly gotten them both killed but… To a naga, fighting alongside them was one of the greatest ways to build trust. She sheathed the blade and finally said “he tore out my flight feathers… and hurt my wing… it will heal in a day or two but the feathers will take time to grow back. I can't… I can't get home tonight… not while it's dark… it's not safe…"

“My camp is not far" he said as he set fire to the last tent “you may ssstay with me the night… and travel in the daylight to your people…"

“And what makes you think I want to camp with you?" she growled, arching a brow. Fighting was one thing but sleeping near a naga while she was grounded?... That was… that was unheard of!

“For one…" he replied and picked up a rather large crate, reaching in to pull out a bottle and pop the cork. He took a long drink and then made a face and said “I have their whiskey…"

She blinked and looked at him and the plentiful crate and then made a face “Fine… but I'm not sharing a bottle with you…" she muttered, crossing her arms. The naga snorted, actually smiling for once as he slithered past her, handing her an unopened bottle and heading off into the dark.

She looked down at the whiskey bottle and popped it open. She had to admit… it smelled awful. But that usually meant it was the good stuff. A swig had her throat burning but she followed after the naga all the same. He hadn't hurt her so far… and it beat wandering the forest in the night wondering who or what she might run into…

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It turned out 'not far' was a matter of opinion. It took a considerable amount of walking to finally make it to the naga's camp. It had been set behind a boulder formation that made for decent cover and helped hide it from sight. A pullable cart settled in the back and next to it a pile of furs. He dashed a bit of the whiskey on the firepit and sparked a firestone to get the fire going within moments before he set the crate down.

Her feet were sore, her legs aching. But as he turned she realized how much blood was oozing from around that bolt. “Let me…" she started to say and sighed “just… sit down, you shouldn't be drinking so much when you're still bleeding!"

“I'll live" he replied gruffly but he settled in all the same. She set her own bottle down and approached, already feeling a bit… warm. But she grabbed a few bandages from his supplies and carefully eased the bolt free before packing the wound with herbs and taping it up. It was a shallow wound fortunately, but moving as much as he'd been had left it oozing. Still, the herbs and bandages would have it stopped up in no time.

“Thank you" he said quietly “are you enjoying your seat?"

“What are you talking about?" she asked, blinking at him. He arched a scaled brow and glanced down. She looked down and realized she was straddling the upper part of his tail… just below his waistwrap. Her eyes widened and she jolted off of him.

“I was just fixing your dumb wound!" she growled “to think I would… you're disgusting!"

“You're the one with warmth between your thighs mounting my tail" he replied with a snicker, taking another drink of whiskey.

“THERE WAS NO WARMTH!" she snarled at him, her face burning. She grabbed up her own bottle and took a long drink “and if you… if you think there was then it was only because I've been drinking! It's been a long day and…"

“And you'd like to let of sssssome steam…" he hissed with a smirk “it's alright… my tail can be quite enjoyable… or sssso I'm told…"

“You're a pervert" she growled at him “I would NEVER enjoy your tail you disgusting ground snake!"

“Ground snake?" he chuckled “I ssssuppose I am… you say that as though it's meant to hurt me…"

“Well…" she blinked some and looked off “you're… stuck on the ground aren't you?"

“And you aren't?" he replied, arching a brow.

“That's only temporary!" she growled at him “because of that hairless BASTARD!"

“Because you hesitated…" he hissed back softly “you've never killed anyone before tonight have you?"

She glared at him and then turned away again. He was right though. She squirmed some and took another drink before she muttered “no…"

“And how did it make you feel? Watching those men die?... stabbing the other?..." he said.

“I…" she bit her lip “bad…" It was all she could think of to say in the moment. She had expected to feel exhilaration, the thrill of the hunt that she often did after a successful kill. But this… this was nothing like that…

“Good" he replied.

“Good?" she scoffed “you're happy that I felt bad?"

“I'm happy…" he replied “that you are not so big headed you think non-avian life is so worthlesssssss as it can be taken freely without a care…"

She blinked and her tension eased some. She knew plenty of her people that were exactly as he described. Avians were at the top… everything else was… well… lesser… even their lives. “Did we have to kill them?" she asked softly.

“If you ask yourssself that question every time" he replied “you'll drive yourself inssssane…"

She fell quiet for a long moment and then said “was it right to kill them?..."

“That is also for you to decide" he said “if you are asking me what I think? Yesssss. They were rapists… murderers… and slavers… they deserved worse then death…"

She looked off again, remembering the way that man told the story. Those humans… they thought of her people… BOTH their people as something lesser. Just as some of her people did… Words and thoughts were one thing but those men were guilty of actions… and actions warranted punishment… JUSTIFIED… punishment…

She took another drink and then glanced over at him. She spotted the small knife wound on his tail from the last man and she stepped closer to peer at it and make sure it was alright. He followed her gaze and watched her for a moment before he said “if you want touch it you can just ask you know…"

“I… what?" she blinked and glanced at him “I was just making sure you weren't bleeding!"

“Whatever you ssssay Raven Wing…" he replied.

She blinked and she actually blushed some. Raven Wing… not many recognized the exact type of feathers she bore. She looked away again and murmured softly “my name is Gemini… and I am NOT… interested in your tail…"

He snickered softly but he replied “you can call me Apophis… and truthfully I think your feline curiosity is getting the better of you…"

“I'm not*" she started to say. Was she?... She bit her lip and looked down at his tail again. It seemed so… strong… it was scary. So why did that make her want to touch it MORE? She had never been this close to a naga before and certainly not for this long. She hesitated and glanced at him again “can I?..." she finally said.

“Very well" he replied “just… be gentle… it's a little tender… grabbing plate armor is not all that comfortable…"

She winced some… that was her fault too… and she knew it. She finished off her bottle of whiskey and tossed it aside before she knelt down in the grass, slowly reaching out to his tail. The scales were so smooth… soft… the muscle underneath quivered from her touch. Wherever it was coiled or tense it felt as hard as steel… but where it was more relaxed… loosened… She couldn't help but marvel at it all.

A thought crossed her mind… about what he'd said… and she flushed, glancing away some. “It… it's a lovely tail…" She murmured.

“You seem less scared of it now" he replied.

“I wasn't scared!" she scoffed “you just… you snuck up on me! It's… it's just a tail anyway! It can't do anything special that I couldn't do with my hands if I wasn't as big as you!"

“Ohhhhh I sssseeeee" he replied “and you're so sure of this little bird?"

“I am not LITTLE!" she growled “I'm a HUNTRESS. I… I'm not scared of you Naga! I am an avian and I do not shy away from anything!"

“Oh? Is that a fact?" he asked, arching a brow “you never back down from a challenge hmmm?"

“You're darn right!" she said, swaying just a little bit, the whiskey was really getting to her now.

“Very well… how about a wager then?" he smirked some.

“Name it" she growled back. Immediately regretting her drunken boldness.

“I bet you…" he said slowly “that you would enjoy my tail and what it can do SO much… that I can make you cum with it… before you can make me cum…"

Her eyes went wide at that… She uncrossed her arms and a simple and rather dumbfounded sounding “what?..." escaped her before she could stop it. Immediately she went into reactive mode “What kind of… why would… are you stupid? Why would I ever agree to that!?"

“If you're afraid of just how much you'll like my tail you can always say no…" he replied with a wicked grin. This little slippery bastard was playing at her ego and she knew it… but she was also too drunk not to play right into it.

“I'm not afraid!" she snapped “I just… that's not even a fair wager!"

“How so?" he snickered.

“Well…" she scrambled “even if you CAN do what you claim… and I'm not saying that you can! You still get something from me! So why should I agree to it? I don't want anything to do with pleasuring you…" her cheeks burned at the thought and she tried so very hard not to glance at his waistwrap.

And failed…

“Fine" he replied and rummaged in his packs for a candle. He held it up and said “it takes several minutes for this candle to burn down. If you don't climax from JUST my tail before then? You win. But if you lose…" His grin broadened and he said “if you lose… you pleasure me back with that pretty mouth of yours… AND… I get to fuck you…"

Her eyes widened and she stared at him. “You… you want to fuck me?..." she asked arching a brow “you really are a pervy little snake aren't you?"

“You're beautiful… and fierce… maybe a little arrogant… but I wouldn't mind feeling what it's like to fuck an avian…" he hissed softly “do we have a deal?"

“And what if I win?" she shot back “if I last until the candle burns. What are you offering in return?"

“Consider your life debt repaid…" he said with a smile. She stiffened heavily and narrowed her eyes.

“How do you know about that?" she spat.

“I've met plenty of your kind. Some like to talk about their honor and dignity and go on and on about how many debts they had collected in their time as a warrior… I know how important it is for your people… I saved your wings… which means I saved your life. For you to let that debt go unpaid would drive you mad…"

Bastard was right… she had been trying to drink it away from her memory but she knew at the end of the day she was indebted to this damn serpent. She sighed after a moment and then she said very quietly.

“Fine…" she muttered “but don't you dare gloat… I… I'm not some… some…"

“You're not a whore…" he finished for her and she stiffened. His tail slowly slid up behind her, pushing her closer as he peered at her. “You're a beautiful and brave warrior who fought to keep her people safe…" he said quietly.

She flushed some and her body relaxed though it stiffened again as his tail curled carefully over her shoulder and slipped beneath her breastwrap, the tip curling about and caressing one of her petite mounds.

“Though you will sound like one… before this night is through" he said with a grin. Her face flushed as his tail popped her wrap off like it was nothing, pushing down between her breasts and across her belly. She shuddered at the warmth of it as it rolled across her body, yelping as the tip delved beneath her waistwrap next. The dexterous end of the appendage rolled slowly across the lips of her sex, making her tremble some.

She hadn't realized… just how precise he could be with his tail… And in that moment she realized…

She was fucked…

“C… Candle!" she gasped “L… Light the damn candle you cheater!" He paused and did as she instructed, lighting the candle and setting it on the cart wheel to burn.

“There…" he said with a grin “now where were we…" She shuddered and bit her lips as his tail slowly delved between her folds, grinding across her opening in slow steady rolls of the muscle underneath. By instinct she tried to reach down and grasp the damn thing to pull it out from between her thighs. But the serpent lunged and grabbed her wrists, easily overpowering her and keeping them pinned to her sides. “Ah ah ah…" he cooed softly “no interfering little bird…"

“I… I'm not a… fuck…" she whimpered softly. It felt good… it felt REALLY good and she hated to fucking admit it. But the way his scales rolled and rubbed across her lips again and again had her sex drooling over it within moments. She glared at that bastardly smirk that he had plastered on his face. He wasn't even LOOKING at the candle… there was still so much of it left and she was already quivering.

Focus Gemini FOCUS! You can do this! Don't lose to this overgrown LIZARD! She set her jaw, shuddering and trying her best to ignore the pleasure steadily rising through her core. “I won't… lose… so easily…" She panted out, huffing upwards to blow her hair from her face.

“Are you sssssso sure?" he hsised softly, leaning closer and flicking his tongue near her muzzle. She jerked her head back some as he whispered “you realize… I'm only getting ssssstarted…"

She shuddered, wondering what he meant as she felt his tail begin to curl… it maintained it's stroking but the tip curled up… up… Her eyes widened as it danced upwards with every thrust until…

“NNNNGGG th… That's not fair!" she whimpered softly “Y… You can't… FUCK!" she jerked and writhed, trying desperately to buck her hips away from that damn tailtip as it flicked over her poor hooded pearl again and again. She was going to lose… his grasp was too strong to fight… she couldn't get away from it… it was too much!

“No…" she whined “No… fuck! S… Slow down… s… stop… it's not fair… it's not… FAAAAIR!" she cried out and her whole body stiffened. Her claws flexed, grasping at the air as she arched and writhed upon his lap… soaking his tail…

She came…

She lost…

No… she whined inwardly to herself, her face burning as she shuddered and bucked her hips again and again, her body's desire for more pleasure overriding her pride until finally she sagged.

He let her fall, dropping against his tail and panting with soft whines as he cradled her, slowly slipping his tail out from between her thighs, though he stopped to snatch away her waistwrap so he could feel her warmth trickling along his tail as she panted. Slowly she lifted her head but didn't bear to raise her gaze to look at him.

“Oh come now little bird…" he said softly “do not be ashamed… you lost a challenge. Take your licks with your head held high…"

She blinked and glanced at him and muttered “easy for you to say… you don't still have a life debt to pay…" she looked off, glancing at his waistwrap. The shame suddenly felt like it was crushing down on her, folding her wings… she swallowed sharply.

“Very well" he said “then please me with defiance… please me with that challenger's fire and I shall consider your debt paid… you are a proud avian warrior little bird, do not falter now!"

Her head snapped up to him. She narrowed her eyes and she growled “Oh you asked for it now mister!" She leaned forward and pressed her white nose to his snout, baring her fangs and growling “I'm going to rock your world so well you'll come slithering all the way to my tribe to BEG me for another taste!"

He grinned back and he cooed softly “Oh I'm looking forward to it…"

She huffed, easing back and looking down at his waistwrap. Cocky bastard… damn tail of his! He thought he could just play with her like some kind of toy and she wouldn't get him back for it? She'd show him… he'd never be satisfied by one of his own again. With confident hands she yanked off his wrap and tossed it aside…

And her confidence died with a surprised eep! And a heavy blush settling on her cheeks.

“Y… You have two?" she stammered out.

“Why yes… a gift from my ancestors" he cooed softly “is that a problem?"

“No!" she growled defiantly. She looked down again at the twin male spires that were emerging from his slit. Proud and vibrant violet flesh, just like his eyes and tongue. She would've marveled at the color if she weren't about to be tasked with servicing him. She bit her lip but her fingers slowly eased up along his scales surrounding the spires, caressing him and reaching to grasp each in a paw and start to stroke them. The moment she touched them they throbbed and surged, gaining another few inches. Her eyes widened some… they… they were still coming… he wasn't even fully hard yet. Already they felt huge in her grasp, knobby and pulsing with strong veins and rather exotic bulges along the sides and underside.

Slowly she stroked him, watching in awe as more and more of his flesh emerged until finally she saw the fat bases of each slip free. A shiver ran down her spine… she had to admit… the naga was an imposing sight. His flesh was hot… slick with fluids from his genital slit, and the scent… fuck… Maybe she was drunk, maybe she really liked it… but it made her feel a little dizzy as she leaned closer to sniff him. She bit her lip and then glanced at him, seeing the smug look on his face she narrowed her eyes. “I'm not sucking both" she growled “pick one…"

“Do you want to be fucked from behind? Or on your back?" he replied with a smirk.

“What difference does that make?" she scowled.

“From behind then… ssssservice the top one" he cooed and she glared at him but looked down.

Fine… she thought bitterly before she leaned forward. She closed her eyes and opened her maw, being careful of her sabre fangs. She shuddered feeling his tip roll across her tongue and into her maw as her long fangs hugged his length he lower she got, stroking him alongside her lips and tongue. She didn't think about how she looked sucking a naga's cock. Didn't think about what her people might think if they were to see her with a drenched cunt and a snake's… well… snake… invading her maw. She just thought about how good it would feel to make the bastard squeal…Her free hand eased his other shaft to the side to stroke so she could bob her muzzle unimpeded by it poking her in the throat.

A low groaning hiss rolled up in his throat and slipped from between his lips as she began to bob her head. She smirked a bit, watching his head roll back and his powerful chest rise and fall a little faster. A free hand worked what bit of his length she couldn't reach with her lips as she suckled him a little further into her throat. She was good… and she knew it. She'd certainly never had any complaints in the past… not that she'd had many partners…

She jolted some feeling something brush her nethers and she pulled off with a soft pop “what're you*" she started to say. But his hand settled on her head, guiding her back down to his length.

“Don't stop" he hissed softly “you're mine for the night little bird… and I intend to thoroughly enjoy you… but not without preparation…"

She growled softly but the sound died to a whimper as his tailtip brushed her sex again before pushing inside. A soft whimper rolled from her as she was spread open slowly. The tip curled into a nice blunted end to rub and caress her tunnel as it pumped steadily in and out of her, leaving her whimpering around his length. She peeked her eyes open again and found him grinning at her.

Bastard… alright fine… I'll show you… She closed her eyes and suddenly pushed herself down… down… her fangs becoming a nice snug fit around the base of his cock as she gulped around his length, bobbing just a tiny bit in place for a few moments before drawing back again with a sharp breathe through her nose. The sounds she earned from him were nothing short of delightful as he gasped at the sudden sensation, struggling to contain himself from the pleasure that assaulted him. She grinned wickedly and dove in once more, this time growling loud around his length, vibrating it within her throat as if to claim his pleasure by force.

It certainly did the trick, leaving the serpent to pant out shakily “by… the gods!" He shuddered, his head rolling back with his eyes as he trembled beneath her. She bobbed her head faster and faster, diving in to growl and purr around him, demanding that he climax.

And so he did…

With a shudder and another hissing cry he threw his head back with a loud groan. She closed her eyes and growled deep in her throat until the first spurt erupted. She shuddered and gulped, pulling back just enough to keep from choking as her hands stroked both lengths urgently. Both cocks fired off long spurts of cream, one of them marking the grass to their side and the other filling her maw again and again.

Over and over again she gulped down his surprisingly thick but sweet cream. She shuddered as his tail eased free of her nethers and his final spurts died down, pulling off his length with a soft wet pop and a gentle kiss to the tip. She licked her muzzle and grinned at him growling softly “need a minute Mr. Snake?"

“Oh yes" he hissed softly “but I've plenty I can do in the meantime…" She blinked at him and then yelped and tumbled back with a surprised cry. She landed on her back on her tail and stared up at him as his body rolled, tipping her hips back to the reach of his hands. She flushed deeply, horrified as he tipped her back… back… until her nethers were presented to him like a meal on a silver platter… and by the way he was looking at thim, that was exactly how he was going to treat them.

“H… Hey now" she growled at him, trying to find purchase but finding her hands slipping on her own nectar whenever she tried to grab his tail. “D… Don't get any funny ideas!" she growled.

“I would never…" he hissed, still panting some from his own orgasm. His maw suddenly shot open and descended towards her sex. She stiffened with a soft cry and… moaned… his lower jaw settled in the cleft of her cute rump while the upper settled over the apex of her mound, leaving his tongue… his long dexterous tongue to lash wildly across her sex, alternating between teasing her folds, plunging between them, and flicking across her pearl. She bucked and shuddered wildly at the new attention while he watched her with those damned violet eyes.

She knew what was coming… he was going to fuck her… but she shoved away the shame of it for now. She could always blame the drink… that he took advantage of her with the whiskey. But for now all she could think about was how good his tongue felt on her…

“HEY!" she yelped some as his tongue flicked lower. A smirk spread on his lips and her face burned as his tongue teased over the tight star beneath her tail. “S… Stop that!" she whimpered “th… that's not for playing with!"

Slowly he eased back just enough to hiss “on the contrary my dear… it's quite the enjoyable toy…" with that he dove back in, rolling his tongue across her puckered star once more, leaving her shuddering at the foreign sensation. It was made worse by the feel of him worming his tongue inside, thrusting steadily as she writhed beneath him.

“S… stop it…" She whined “Not there…" her face burned… it was shameful. He was devouring her ass like a fine meal and she… she didn't like it… did she?...

But he made no bid to stop, no he doubled his efforts, working his tongue a little bit deeper. And then she felt it… something dripped onto the tight star of her entrance and began to tingle… then began to feel good. She shuddered hard, grabbing fistfuls of grass on either side of her head beneath his tail. “Wh… what are you doing?!" she whined softly.

“As I told you…" he hissed between laps “I'm making sure you're… well prepared…"

“F… For what?" she growled “I think my cunt is prepared enough…"

“Who says I'm only fucking your cunt?" he grinned and she stiffened.

Her head snapped up and she growled at him “No. No way. Absolutely NOT!"

“My dear…" he hissed “I have two cocks… and they both won't fit in that snug little pussy of yours I'm afraid… and I've no intention of spilling in the grass again…"

“I don't care!" she growled, starting to squirm “you're not… that's not… Avians don't fuck that way!"

“Well I'm not an avian" he growled but she beat her wings suddenly and rolled off his tail. She landed on all fours though her world spun from the whiskey. She tried desperately to crawl away only to find his hands grasp her hips.

“No!" she growled back at him, aiming a kick for his shafts but landing on his tail, earning a frustrated hiss. “I'm not some whore that takes it in the ass!"

“No" he hissed and his claws bit her hips sharply, making her cry out as he dragged her back. “You're a little bird… who takes it the way a naga gives it…" he hissed to her, lining himself up.

“Not in the ass" she growled at him “Please just… Not in the AHHH!" she yelped as he started to push in. Both cocks… both holes… her ass stretched open around his tip and she braced for the pain… but it never came. She whimpered and dropped her head, snarling and thrashing as she tried to claw at the grass. But his claws were in her hips, and she felt her blood trickle down over them along her thighs. He had a strong grip… and he wasn't going to let her go…

She was not escaping him… or his cocks…

“Fuck!" she gasped out with a whine as he pushed deeper and slowly started to roll his hips. She gasped and groaned out feeling herself filled more then she had ever realized possible. Bit by bit he fucked himself deeper into her ass and cunny, stretching her open to accomodate him. But it didn't hurt… she growled as she tried again to escape, tried to push with her legs off of his tail. “N… No… stop… bastard!" she growled “N… Not so fast!… NYAH!"

She mewled…

She mewled like a helpless kitten when he hilted into her. The sound of it made her whole face burn as she felt him grinning behind her. He held himself there a moment, letting her get used to the feel of being completely full… before he started moving again, taking nice long slow strokes in and out of her tight tunnels.

“H… How…" she whined softly, flushing heavily as she glared back at him “how… does it not hurt?..."

“My venom…" he cooed, easing closer to her and licking her cheek. She turned her face away with a growl, baring her fangs even as he continued to pump himself in and out of her. “I spent years… perfecting the control over all of my venom glands… I can kill… I can paralyze… and best of all…" he leaned down and nipped at her shoulder.

“I can make you scream…" he whispered.

She leaned down and bit onto her forearm to keep from crying out as she came around him. She clenched again and again and the bastard slowed… groaning as he savored the feel of her holes clutching at him over and over… She couldn't believe it… what people would say… she was being fucked in the ass and she was climaxing…

Her mind reeled… her face was beyond red as she gasped and whimpered. Steadily he began to pick up the pace, releasing her sore hips and easing his grasp up her body, stroking over and groping her breasts. “You feel so good when you cum Gemini…" he cooed to her, groaning as he continued to squeeze his violet shafts into her over and over “Stop holding back… I want to hear your sounds of bliss…"

“N… Never!…" she growled “I… I won't… not f… from this!"

“Gemini…" he hissed softly “I'm going to cum inside you either way…"

Her eyes went wide and she whimpered “Please… D… Don't make me…" she bit her lip sharply. She could feel that shame washing up on her again.

“You're not a whore…" he groaned back to her “but I will hear those beautiful sounds… I will take them if I must…"

She shuddered but she glanced back at her. A smirk touched her lips as she growled “try it snake…" If she was going to be fucked by a naga she was going to make him earn her sounds. She wasn't just going to roll over and give them freely.

He grinned back at her and he leaned back suddenly, pounding into her. She gave a cry but silenced it quickly by leaning down and biting into her arm again, being careful of her fangs. A long whimper that was pounded out by every blow of his hips against her ass rose from her throat as he fucked her furiously. But he still seemed unsatisfied with her silencing her cries of bliss, especially as she came again.

The bastards venom… the jerk could make her ass feel GOOD from being fucked?! What kind of… she didn't have time to think about that… all she could feel was yet another orgasm building but it seemed he'd had enough of her silencing them. His tail coiled forward and grasped her wrists. She was confused at first until his claws slid over her back to her shoulders. Her eyes widened as he started to pull her up… and up… She bit down, trying to hold on… but he was too strong… his claws bit at her shoulders as he pulled.

With a cry she came free. With a last ditch effort she tried to lunge again but her arms were pulled straight by his tail, pinned to the ground. With a triumphant hiss he hauled her all the way up against his chest. She could feel spots of blood on her shoulders from his claws but he didn't stop, wrapping his arms around her stomach and chest, clutching her against him. He grinned and whispered softly to her “it's alright my dear… the best is yet to come… not even you will be able to hold back…"

She shut her eyes… turning her face away, afraid to see the mocking visage in his gaze. She knew he had power over her… power she wanted no man to have and certainly not a naga. But a ragged wheeze was escaping her as he drove into her again and again, falling into a slower pace rather then pounding against her. He was grinding it out of her now… the ragged sounds as tears prickled at her eyes… the shame… the intensity… God she hated feeling sunk so low beneath a ground snake…

But she would be lying if she said it didn't feel incredible… it wasn't fair… naga shouldn't be allowed to fuck this good! And certainly not in such a shameful way!

His tongue rolled across the blood flecks on her shoulders as he whispered “time to sing for me… little bird…" Her eyes went wide as his fangs plunged into her neck…

And she screamed… She screamed in bliss and bucked again and again on his lap, fucking herself on his cocks with no control of her body. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sang her bliss to the heavens, feeling him finally join her on that peak as he flooded her with his seed.

She lost track of things after that… she felt her body filling with his cum, felt him grind his cocks within her again and again until he was spent. She felt like she was floating… her entire body tingled with an air of pleasure and weightlessness. The stars above her twinkled and glittered like jewels in a sea of black, blurred by the tears in her eyes.

Strong hands… and arms… encircled her as she was laid back against his chest… Tears still trickled down her cheeks as she looked over at their dwindling campfire. She was crying… but she wasn't entirely sure why… She had felt shame and even pain from his claws and beastial breeding but now?...

Now she only felt content… and peace…

Her eyes drifted closed before she could hear or say another word…

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When the morning sun rose over the trees and the rocks that surrounded their cozy camp it found the little avian curled up against the naga's chest. Her wings were splayed out behind her… vulnerable and yet safe as his tail was laid over her hips lightly. Her eyes fluttered open slowly and she blinked and immediately groaned as a headache assaulted her skull. She tried to sit up only to feel things… sticking… and slick between her thighs.

“Nnnnggg… what the…" she breathed out softly, looking around. Her eyes landed on the sleeping naga and she blinked and then sniffed.

“Oh god…" she whispered as the memories flooded back. His tail… his cocks… her ass. HER ASS!

“YOU BASTARD!" she growled and suddenly swatted him hard across the muzzle, whimpering as her own shouting aggravated her headache.

The massive serpent jolted awake, reeling back some and staring up at her in confusion “Good morning to you too Little Bird…" he hissed in annoyance.

“You… You…." she growled, unable to even bring herself to say it. She glanced down at her thighs to find them absolutely slick and messed with the leftovers of their… their…

“Me?" he snorted “I think you mean Us… and we… yes… we fucked… and it was the best I've had…" he said, sitting up to stretch.

“You MONSTER!" she snarled at her “you…you took advantage of me! I would nev*"

He blinked and he rounded on her. He narrowed those violet eyes at her and he said low in his throat “do not… call me that my dear… while I may be a monster… I'll not be called it for bringing some stuck up little bird more pleasure then she could handle when she made a DEAL to do so…"

Her face sharply turned red as she stared at him “w… what deal?..."

He blinked at her and said “you really are a lightweight huh? What do you remember little bird?..."

“I…" she flushed “my hips I… you scratched my hips! You… you grabbed me and… my… my bum… You fucked me… and… you were licking me and I…" she blinked and eeped and looked at him. “Did… Did I suck your cock?..." she whimpered.

“Ohhhh quite well" he hissed softly.

“No no no no!" she whined and wrapped herself in her wings, hiding behind them as if they were a shield of some kind. “This can't be happening! I can't believe I DID THAT!"

He looked at her and then looked away slowly and said “there's more whiskey… if you ssssstart drinking now… you may just forget… if that'ssss what you wish…"

Slowly she lowered her wings and looked at him. She bit her lip sharply as the memories slowly returned more clearly. “I…" she squeaked. She chewed her lip and looked off some “I guess… it… it wasn't all bad…"

He glanced at her and arched a brow. She huffed and looked off “FINE! Fine it… it was good you…" she trembled “you know how to please a woman… but you shouldn't have fucked my ass!" She growled “I DISTINCTLY remember saying NO!... jerk…"

“But you liked it" he said with a smirk.

“SHUT UP!" she snapped and smacked him again even as he laughed. “I swear if you tell ANYONE… I… I'll…"

“Alright alright…" he said “I'm not going to tell anyone… no those memories I'll keep and enjoy for myself… I don't like to share precious things…"

“Precious?..." she blinked some and then said “W… Well good!... Dirty old snake… taking advantage of a drunk girl like that…" She looked down at her hips and growled softly “you're going to leave scars! You shouldn't have been so forceful…"

“You tried to kick me in the dicks…" he said, a bit less amused “after that, you were getting fucked. Period."

She opened her maw and then shut it again “you're still a jerk… but… I forgive you…" She looked off some and then blinked suddenly and looked back at him “wait did you say I was the best you'd ever had?..."

He smiled, choosing to ignore her question and he slithered closer, lifting a hand to brush her cheek. “Thank you for last night…" he said softly “I'm not sure what awaits me on my journey so… it was very nice to have something happy to leave with…"

“Leave?... Journey?..." she blinked some as he turned “wh… what're you talking about? Where are you going?"

He blinked but he started to pack up his camp some as he said “I'm going over the mountain. To the place where they sell the slaves." He spoke as if it were as simple as going to a creek to fetch water.

“What? Why?" she asked bewildered.

“I told you… a naga was taken last moon" he replied “I'm going to get her back…"

“But that's crazy!" she said “they could kill you you… you can't just go alone! Will your tribe join you?!"

“My tribe is gone" he said quietly.

“Gone? What do you mean gone?..." she asked.

He turned to her and he sighed after a moment. He slithered forward and said “why so many questionssss little bird? Answer me honestly. No shielding your precioussss pride. I want the truth…"

“I just… I'm just curi*" she stopped herself. She looked away biting her lip. She was curious but that wasn't the reason… She was worried about something happening to her. And now to hear it may already have? They didn't talk last night… they fucked… and it was incredible… but she didn't know anything about him other then he was good in bed. GREAT… in bed…

“I care…" she said very softly and dared to look at him “I know… I know I act like I don't… I get that from my parents and my siblings but I do!... I… I care okay? Even if you are just a big dumb ground snake… That doesn't mean I want you to go off and die…" she said and looked off again, trembling some.

He watched her for a long moment and then he leaned down and kissed her cheek gently. She stiffened and flushed, looking back at him as he smiled and said gently “thank you… for being honest…"

He sighed and he set down his bedroll in the cart and said “My tribe fell apart several years ago with the winter… I was jusssst a boy but the famine that came with the cold and ice had ussss at each others throats. My parents did not survive… they died for the food in our home… and left me and my ssssister with nothing…"

Gemini stiffened some. She remembered that winter… TRUE winters were rare… maybe one every 4 or 5 years. They lasted 8 to 9 months at a time and the temperatures went so low if you didn't have a fire, a mountain of furs, or several warm bodies to keep you safe at night… you died… period… She bit her lip and whispered gently “I'm sorry… that must have been hard…"

“It was…" he said quietly “My sister and I wandered… surviving how we could… I hunted what I could to feed her belly and kept her warm within my coils…" He took a breathe and said “I raised her for years… doing the besssst I could… but last moon, while she was bathing in a spring…"

He lifted his gaze to the avian and hissed out “she was taken… by the humans…"

Gemini's eyes widened. She trembled some and looked down… that's why he was after them… this wasn't just a rescue mission for some naga of his tribe… it was his sister… “And… none of the other tribes will help?..."

He shook his head. “Naga keep to their own" he said “I have not earned blood or loyalty from any of the other tribes… Sssssso they have no reason to help…"

She winced and looked down. That she certainly understood. Outside of one's own family even among the avians it was difficult to find support. But without a tribe even? She was quiet for a long while and then said “you have earned blood and loyalty with me…" she raised her gaze back to him “I will help you…"

“You?..." he said “you would help… a dirty… dissssgusting… pervy ground snake like me?..."

She winced but she narrowed her eyes and said “not all of those things are lies you know…" He smirked slowly and she followed suit.

“Yes Apophis… I will help you get your sister back…" she growled firmly “for the sake of my own family… the humans need to learn that we are not to be trifled with… winged or not."

He looked at her and for the first time she saw such emotion in that violet gaze. The big lizard looked to be near tears when he slithered over and he hugged her gently against his chest.

“Thank you…" he whispered softly.