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Renna and I stepped out of the exchange into pouring rain, heedless of getting wet, and never minding that the rain striking the awnings made a drumbeat so loud we would have had to scream to be heard, and the rain striking us interfered with trying to tap anything out directly. The source of our anger and anxiety had been uprooted - we could stay together, even as we travelled far apart.

I was inclined to start home, but she unexpectedly led me to the office. Mezo was there, on a line. As we squeezed the water out of our clothes as well as we could without taking them off, Renna explained, "We'll need to get started on the keystones right away."

We went back, and put the keystone carver to work making the keystones I'd need for the new office, so that once it was done we'd be able to borrow it for our own purposes. Kuni was scavenging good parts from the distributor.

Partway through, Mezo came back and coiled up in the doorway. "Well, well. You're looking satisfied with yourselves. What's up?"

Renna explained our plan.

Mezo sighed. "Nice. Anyway, it was awesome while it lasted."

"What?" I asked.

"Working with you on the night shift. Now I've just got Kuni, and he's just not the same."

Kuni interjected, "I'm right here, you know."

"Come on, man. You know you're not Renna."

"Yes, it is factually true that I am not Renna. Why does that make you sad?"

Rather than let him say it, I explained, half-joking, "Probably because Renna is super-sexy and he can't keep his eyes off her."

Mezo sighed. "Yeah, now all hotness is on day shift, where there's no one to appreciate it."

Renna joked, "I can appreciate hotness."

Kuni, similarly, objected, "Geeo's there."

Mezo waved them off. "Geeo? He only gets off on a mirror. And you... do you really appreciate Ben or Jenya that much, Renna? Or yourself?"

Renna smirked and replied, "Oh, I appreciate myself quite a bit. And you forgot Aresh."

"Oh right, Aresh - and she's leaving altogether soon. It gets worse and worse."

"Well, kind of. This body is leaving. I'll be staying in hers."

"Oh, right - she's taking your body. Oh, what a waste."

"What do you mean?"

"She doesn't know how to look good. She's sweet, and she's got the raw materials to be hot, but, well. I bet you'll look way better as her than she ever did."

Kuni snorted. "Zem, you got a callback in half a minute."

As Mezo slithered back, I said, "That was low, using his diminutive. What's the big deal?"

"'What's the big deal?' He was hitting on your wife."

"He's neither going to lure her away from me nor rape her, so if she doesn't mind, what's the big deal?"

"It's a big deal!"

"What is it, then?"

Kuni flailed his arms, as unable to explain as if I had just gone blind and denied the existence of sight - perhaps more so.

I glanced to Renna, and she was gone. I went up front, and Renna was grinning mischievously, standing behind Mezo, her still-wet dress clinging to her pale skin. The callback came up with nothing, so Mezo was soon done.

Renna, leaning down toward him, sweetly said, "Zem..."

"Yes, gorgeous?"

"Would you finish up our new keystones and start another set? The timer's on the forge. See, Famir and I want to go home and hold hands for a while."

"Oh. Can't you do that here?"

She straightened. "Well, after we held hands, we're going to get out of this soaked clothing."

"Wouldn't faze a furrist like me. You probably should have done that already, or you'll get cold."

She put her hands on her hips and said matter-of-factly, "Then we'd begin rubbing each others' bodies - the side of the belly, the legs. I'm pretty sure he'll start stroking my back. I'll bite his neck a little, and hold his butt. He'll reach down, too, lift me up a little, and kiss my breasts. I'll hold his head between them as he begins stroking my thighs."

"Inside or outside?" Mezo was joking, riding the wave of whatever this was.

"Hmm. What do you say, Famir?"

I played along too, speaking as if I were giving directions to the market. "I'll definitely tease you with the inside, then go out, then come back in."

"Of course. Then I'll kiss him hard on the mouth, and on the neck again, and the chest, and on the belly, then just to the right of his balls. I'm sure he'll want to try to start 69, but it won't be time yet."

Mezo nodded sagely. "Of course not. That would be rushing." Mezo was not sure how far this was going to go, and neither was I. I stood very close behind her, my kilt tenting up, pressing gently against her butt.

"And indeed he will know that and won't even move to. And I will tease him so."

Mezo swllowed. "Now that I have no trouble believing at all."

I shifted snake as she continued, "I'll kiss his cock, which isn't so pleasurable but it promises pleasure."

"Well, I like it."

"Compared to being taken in the mouth?"

"Well, no."

Through this, I was slithering up under Renna's dress, up her left leg, behind her bare butt (as a naga, she had never had underwear before, and had not started now). I slipped my head over her hips, around front to her belly. I was thick enough I'd been concerned it would be tight, but first the body was smaller, and secondly Renna loosened the belt a bit to let me in. Just holding her like this was so wonderful. The skin was smooth, with give, and was so alive. I could hear her digestion, her heartbeat.

After a moment, Renna continued, "But that can't go on forever. He'll soon be so exasperated that he'll shift naga to escape and hold me tight, entwining, constricting, rubbing me everywhere with his body, and hands, all while we're kissing." Her delivery slipped a bit toward the end.

"Tongue?"

She recovered her cool. "I think not at this point. When we're writhing like this, tongue tends to lead to bumping teeth, which is painful or scary, and not in a fun way. So, we'll roll around a fair amount like that, not just kissing on the mouth, but on the ear, the cheeks, the root of my fronds and the top of my bare little head, on the neck, and the breasts."

"Squeezing them?"

"I do not enjoy having them squeezed. Famir enjoys fondling them, and... Famir, if it didn't bother me, would you enjoy squeezing them?"

I had a tail free, and whapped out <Just hold.> Whapping was pretty slow, comparatively speaking, so I was terse.

"Well, okay. So, no squeezing."

"What, no squeezing?"

"No squeezing."

"If you were okay with it, I'd totally squeeze."

"And yet, I am not."

"Right. Well, no squeezing then."

"Quite. And while Famir is kissing and fondling them, he will slip a hand back between my thighs, and caress me in the center, letting his fingers float across the surface, like petting a skittish cat. But the cat will not stay skittish, and will soon be pressing back into the fingers. He will trace his fingers around the outside."

I coiled my lower body around her leg a bit further around, slipping between her legs. My belly scales pressed against her vulva, and I started a circular hump, making sure not to drag my scales along her the wrong way. The thought of having sex with her in snake form crossed my mind, but my hemipenes were well out of place, down near the floor, and I needed to support my weight - I didn't think she could - and anyway, they were barbed and short, not exactly a good match for her current equipment.

She hadn't said anything for a few seconds, so Mezo prompted, "And he'll do that all through this time?"

"Right. And I... I'll kthbbrk! Hee hee! Ah. I'll let him do his magic. With the two hands at... once. And ... when I'm good and hot, which could take a few minutes, then it's time for 69. He'll keep me warmed up with some ginger kisses while I lick him and take him fully in my mouth until he's hard. Then I'll roll off and spin around, he'll flip over and line up in a hurry... and... so slowly, ever so slowly, ease in. Yes. Just a little moment of calm bliss."

She stood still for over ten seconds, leading Mezo to ask, "That's it?"

She began stroking my head as it lay against her belly. She momentarily managed to speak evenly, but soon slipped into it again. "Well, that's all of the calm bliss. It'll subside as we resume moving. Slowly at first, but then a bit faster. Not too fast. We'll keep at it for a good moderate pace for some time. As we speed up, I'll raise one of my legs up just under his armpit. He'll kiss me on the knee. Lick my toes, though I'll protest."

"Do you protest things you really want?"

I slowed, wondering where he was going with that, but Renna said, "Do I look like a woman who plays coy, to you?"

"... no."

Relieved, I resumed my circular rub, pressing harder now. She squeezed her legs together, and I could no longer move. "Ri...ght... you are! Ahhhh."

She squeezed me much harder and held for ten long seconds. She breathed deeply.

"Are you... coming?"

"This is very very nice, but no."

I slid forward a touch, and she gasped for air, and slightly bent her knees and wobbled a touch, but then suddenly stabilized.

She said, "Thanks. Yeah, that... changes my answer."

"Huh. So, how will this encounter end?"

She slowly relaxed, releasing me, before answering, "We'll lie next to each other, talking quietly about how sad it is that our friend Mezo keeps hitting on women who are unavailable and going unsatisfied instead of going out and getting a girl of his own." As she said this, I slipped down from under her dress and back into my clothing, and shifted naga form.

"Ah. Yes. Well. You wouldn't have any ideas, would you? It's not like I'm lacking motivation, here. You two were betrothed since you were little, right?"

Renna sighed. As I put my arms around her, I said, "Do you go to temple every rest-day?"

"No. It's so boring, and they practically tell you it's not important to go."

Renna's fronds popped up in surprise. I had been unaware that they did that. "What?"

"They say they don't have the answers."

"... and then they say they have the questions."

"I know all their questions."

I added, "But more to the point, there are available girls there. Your age, even."

"Yeah, the kind of girl who goes to temple every rest-day."

Renna bowed down to look him straight in the face. "I go to temple every rest-day I can. When I'm not on the road, or there's an international emergency. I don't spend all day there, but I do drop by."

"Oh, that's so helpful."

"Look. Go ahead, don't listen, and date miss Dexter for the foreseeable future. Or... I'll see you tomorrow?"

Mezo rolled his eyes. "May as well give it a shot. See you tomorrow, then."