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The Introductions

The sound of a fishing rod casting its line out broke through the silent morning air. The hook landed with an underwhelming 'fwip' into the water, its line connecting to a rather small watercraft. The figure inside was as still as the sea around him. The dark waters below lapped against the side of his vessel, rocking the man ever-so-slightly. The fisherman liked how still the gulf's waters were in the morning... It truly felt like he was the only one here.

The long-haired man that sat tucked inside the row-boat had been there for hours… Just as he had been for the past twenty-odd years. There wasn't much to the old fishing boat nowadays, it's paint peeling and the engine untrustworthy. He'd given up on trading in his hard earned money for new parts, and he was far from ready to abandon the boat. The rickety vessel had carried the fisherman faithfully for so long that the middle-aged man would consider it a betrayal to retire it now.

Besides, thought the fisherman, the oars helped build character.

As the man began to recline in his seat his attention suddenly perked at a familiar, yet disquieting noise. The tell-tale splash sounded once more as an immense form pushed out from the depths of the dark waters below. The beast's skin was pale and smooth, and if one had only taken the briefest of glances they would have assumed the creature surfacing was human.

Those people would be mistaken.

The serpent's forearms were covered in a thick hide of deep-blue scales. Large, gnarled claws dug through the water with ease as a pair of reptilian eyes blinked up at the fisherman. A naga. The creature's fins folded against its powerful muscles as he waded closer to the boat's edge. The fisherman had seen him quite a few times recently… But always from a distance. The naga must've been pushed into the gulf, its territory invaded by some threat or another.

Unfortunate, thought the fisherman, he didn't enjoy spending time amongst others… Let alone those of a differing species.

The naga kicked, sending the fisherman's boat rocking as the force propelled the serpent around his watercraft. Where there should have been legs, a thick tail cut through the water. The powerful appendage curled and twisted through the depths… curious green eyes staring intently at the long-haired male. The naga was puzzled. Usually land-dwellers would try and strike up conversation with him first… But this one seemed cautious.

“You fish in my waters." The naga spoke aloud, gently floating up next to the old boat. He drifted along on his back, the serpent's scaled arms resting behind his head as he took a relaxed pose.

“I do?" The fisherman asked calmly, not bothering to look down at the naga now swirling in the waters next to his boat. He let out a deep sigh to himself as the line he'd slowly been reeling in for the past few minutes comes back empty, a long strand of kelp snagged along the hook. “I've been fishing here most of my life... What makes you so sure these waters aren't mine?"

The serpent pondered the thought for a moment as he stared at the human's emotionless face. In truth, he was quite perplexed by the male's… indifference to him. “I claimed the waves as my own about a season ago. Surely you've noticed."

“You mean the spears you keep leaving in front of my cabin?" The fisherman asked, his voice dripping with disdain. “The one's you keep leaving fish on?"

“Yes. It's only fair that a naga greets a kindred spirit as such." The naga postured, his tail coiling in an intricate manner to propel himself further into the human's line of sight. “Tell me, fisherman. You are… Human. Correct?"

“What? Why do you ask that? Do I look like an elf?" The man scoffed as he unceremoniously tossed the seaweed back into the gulf. The human combed his hand through his hair, his fingers running all the way down past his chest. “It's the hair, isn't it?"

“Yesssss. The hair, that's what it was." The beast hissed, humoring the human above. The fins behind the beast's cheeks twitched as he blinked curiously up at the bored-looking fisherman.

“Is that it, then?" The human sighed, bringing his newly-baited rod up into the air before casting out his line. “You've simply come here to threaten me? Am I not supposed to fish in 'your' waters?"

“Threaten?" The naga asked, looking dumbfounded.

“The spears on the sand outside my property… The claw marks all over the cliffside. Come now, naga… I can understand a threat when I see one." The fisherman paused to cough into his elbow, the boat rocking beneath him. “I'm not going to stop just because you've decided these waters belong to you."

“I never said you had to stop." The sea monster replied matter of factly. He gave the fisherman an inhuman grin, flashing the male a look at his wickedly sharp teeth. “Quite the opposite, in fact. I'd prefer if you fished. As I said, you're a kindred spirit."

The naga's lower half coiled once more, the beast quickly submerging himself beneath the water. His resurfacing on the other side of the fisherman's boat was just as quiet as his descent, causing the human to jump in his seat as the naga began speaking once more.

“My name is Mael'raumo. I know you humans prefer your shorter names… So if it's easier for you, you may call me Mael. I simply came by to properly introduce myself. It's only fair since I've seen you roll out here every morning on your boat… That's quite the dedication."

“It is." The human nodded quickly, eyes still trained on the sprawling sea in front of him. “And the name's Den."

“Just Den? Nothing… longer?" Mael questioned, brow arching in confusion. Humans named their offspring so weirdly.

“For a first name? No, nothing longer. Just… Den." The fisherman scratched at his cheek as he glanced down at the naga, frowning in discomfort. “If I may speak plainly, Mael… You're scaring away my fish. Serpents like you aren't good for business."

“Well." Mael'raumo scoffed in surprise. The naga was not entirely sure how to take the insult. “You've never hunted with a naga before. I could… Always show you a better way to find a meal? All you'd have to do is-"

“Nope." Den stated quickly, cutting the sea creature off. “Nuh uh. I've heard tales about your kind; sirens and slave drivers alike."

Mael frowned at Den, his tail flicking angrily. “I guess it can't be helped for a 'human' like you to be so cautious of a monstrous beast like me, then. And here I was, about to offer you my services."

“Offering to help?" It was Den's turn to scoff. “More likely you're trying to lure me into those waters to… I don't know… Something!"

“Something?" Mael'raumo chuckled deeply at that, his mouth dipping below the sea as he laughed. The naga slowly let the seawater drool out of his mouth as he grinned up at Den, eyes alight with mischief. “What could a harmless beast like me do to a human like you?"

“That eye thing you've all got... Hypnosis. There are all kinds of stories about you luring woman to sea just to snatch them up." Den watched as the naga slowly swam towards his fishing line, the male's long body winding through the water.

Mael'raumo couldn't help but chuckle once more as he reached a clawed hand out of the water and tugged at the fishing line playfully. “Humans… Always weaving the tallest tales. My eyes can do no such thing, sadly. One must submit willingly first." The serpent gave Den a knowing grin as he spoke, as if daring the human to look back at him. “Besides, what do you think we do with these woman once they've waded into our depths?"

“Drown them?" Den asked, genuinely clueless. “Leave them chained to some cage in your undersea cave?"

The smile on Mael's face had yet to dissipate. The playful naga coiled around the man's line as he tugged, the rod in Den's hands bobbing up and down. “For a man who spends the majority of his days at sea, you sure do fear it's denizens."

“I love the sea." Den muttered bitterly, slowly reeling in his hook. It seemed that the only fish he'd caught today was hell-bent on bothering him. “I just don't go in it."

“I promise it's not all bad." Mael pouted, snaking out of the way of the hook as the man above him finished reeling in his line. “I may be a monster to you humans, but I'm only trying to get to know the fisherman who occupies my gulf."

“This isn't your sea, serpent." Den grumbled, setting his pole down beneath him before reaching for his oars. He grunted as he slowly pushed off, not bothering to look out for the naga as he paddled. Den knew the beast was smart enough to get out of his way...

He just hadn't expected the serpent to follow him home.

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The Intrusions

“What do you think you're doing?" Den growled, his brow furrowed as he leaned against the open door to his cabin. The beachside property sat at the bottom of a rather steep cliffside. Den had chosen it out of convenience of occupation. The mile it took to reach the nearest town meant a great deal to the human. It was isolated…

But a certain naga was ruining that isolation.

“I'm making a fire." Mael'raumo explained as simply as he could, gesturing at the skewered and prepared meat that dangled above the roaring fire. “To cook this fish."

The serpent simply smiled as he slowly spun his spear over the open flame, his body coiled comfortably around itself as he listened to Den slam his door shut. For the past week he'd been following the human, opting to bother Den from a considerable distance. The naga had considered this time well spent. The long-haired male intrigued the serpent in the same way one would be intrigued by listening to an elf exclaim he's a dog.

Simply put, it was fun to watch Den protest over the silliest of things.

Eventually Den would give up on trying to shoo away Mael'raumo. The human would instead opt to stay inside with a nice warm drink. Sometimes he'd nestle into his reading chair and look out at the sea from a distance… watching the dark waves crash onto his beach. He'd always shudder when a tall wave would slam down onto the shoreline. As much as Den loved the sea… It had always scared him.

Those dark depths… He dared not think about it before he slept, lest the fever dreams returned.

Instead, on the nights when his intruder wasn't camping out in front of his cabin, he'd lean against the open window and sing. They'd always be tales of the open seas… Songs both pirates and sailors alike would shout in chorus whilst working along the deck. Den's voice was much softer than most men's; his performances often ending up making him feel quite… Calm. Den had never liked singing in front of others… But when it was just him and the gulf..?

It felt right.

One night, when he finished a rather somber song about a man atop a lighthouse, he was met with a rather reserved applause from around the corner of his window. Den's eyes went wide as he quickly pushed his head outside the cabin, turning to see his naga 'friend' resting against the side of his house.

The beast had his tail coiled up around himself, his hands still clapping as those green eyes met with his. Den felt his cheeks redden at the realization that he'd been caught, but before he could protest the serpent began to slither towards him..

“Beautiful." Mael'raumo spoke, folding his arms as he leaned against the open window. “Absolutely beautiful. For a man, you have such a…"

“Girlish voice?" Den scoffed, his own arms folding as he mirrored the serpent's pose.

Mael returned the scoff, a rare flash of annoyance washing over him as he rolled his eyes. “When will you stop assuming that I'm trying to insult you?"

“When you stop acting like yourself." Den countered, brow furrowing. “You just want me off your land, right?"

“No." Mael expressed earnestly, leaning against the windowsill as he paused. “Den, I… Spend time with me."

“What?!" Den scoffed. “Why?!"

“Because I'd like the company of someone with such a sonorous voice. We can look at the stars and eat fish! Look!" Mael hiked a clawed thumb to the side.

Den leaned over the window once more to see a bundle of driftwood and fish resting alongside his house. The human blinked in confusion. This… Had to be some kind of ploy, right? The monster was trying to lure him into the ocean and drown him. O-Or maybe he was-

Den was yanked out of his thoughts when he felt a scaled palm rest atop his own. The human blinked, glancing down at the clawed fingers slowly wrapping around his. W-What…

“Come, help light the fire." Mael said, his voice barely a whisper. “We both enjoy hunting fish, yes? We can discuss what our favorite types are!"

Den wasn't entirely sure what possessed him to climb out of his window and follow this slithering naga down to the beach… Nor was he sure why he would keep coming back each subsequent night to gaze up at the stars next to this creature. The human had always been introverted in nature; The calming nature of the sea had been his one true companion throughout the years… For better or worse.

“I didn't even have anyone growing up." Den admitted to the naga next to him, months after their ritual had begun. The human's feet dug into the sand as he stared at the crackling fire in front of him. He could just barely make out the emerald eyes of the naga from beyond, the beast's intense gaze listening carefully. “I just had me. My mom, she… Uh. Died, having me. And they didn't know who my dad was, so…"

“Big deal." Mael yawned, his thick tail snaking through the sand as he paused. “You think you got it bad? You should see how naga's treat their young. Nasty creatures."

The scaly male paused, blinking slowly as a thought occurred to him. “Back when we first met-"

“When you wouldn't let me fish in peace?" Den grumbled.

“Yes, then. You… Talked about the stories you'd heard. About naga's stealing folks, or drowning them?" The serpent asked, propping his head up on a burly arm as he stared at his companion beyond the crackling fire. “Those tales come from a darker truth. We… Use... other races. Breed them, to make more of our own."

Den wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Is that… What the 'eyes' thing is for?"

Mael'raumo nodded his head solemnly. “Indeed, although many mistake our 'hypnosis' for a complete enthrallment."

For a moment, Mael's eyes flashed with a green light. Den jumped with a start, suddenly nervous for his own safety. The naga across from him just chuckled, blinking slowly. “Relax, Den. I would never do such a thing without your permission."

“Oh… O-Okay." Den let out a sigh of relief, his heart still racing. The sight had startled him to no end, yet the naga's last sentence would echo in his head for weeks.

As the nights passed by, the bonfires began to burn brighter and longer. The two would stay up for hours… Sometimes even running out of driftwood to rekindle their fire. Instead, they'd lay side by side as they gazed at the stars above. When they ran out of things to say, the sound of water crashing against the shore would keep them company. On nights that were especially long, Den would find the end of a familiar scaled tail slowly rolling over his body. At first, the human would shy away from the touch, but as their late nights pressed onwards Den found himself embracing the contact.

On a particularly cold night, the two had grown bored of staring at the stars. Instead they turned their attention to one another. They lay on their sides, the naga's tail coiled around their forms. There was a bit of space between them, the space now occupied by their hands. Den would watch the scaled claws slowly knead at the sand as the minutes passed by in silence. Mael'raumo's hide shone in the moonlight, the deep blue of his scales practically glinting. Den felt his own hands begin to slowly run through the sand, his fingers sometimes brushing up against the other's.

“Why do you do that?" Den asked quietly, breaking the silence. “With your hands, I mean."

Mael'raumo didn't answer at first. His eyes were trained on Den… As if he were in deep thought. “It's because I love it, Den. I love the beach. The sea. I love the way the waters lap at my body."

“O-Oh." Den swallowed tightly, a foreign feeling filling his stomach with nerves.

“Why do you ask, human?" The naga questioned back, his thick claws suddenly balling into a fist within the beach.

“Because…" Den watched the monster raise the scaled palm into the air and unfurl it; sand slowly sifting through his fingers before returning to the sand. It was… More than a little mesmerizing. “I think I feel the same way."

The naga looked surprised, his hands suddenly pushing himself upright. “You do?! T-Then let's go to the water!"

“N-No!" Den paled, visibly recoiling as he became all-too aware of the naga's tail curling around him.

Mael'raumo frowned, looking confused. “No? But… You love the sea. Correct?"

“Yes… No. I… M-Maybe, it's..." Den sighed, pausing to collect his courage before finally turning to look at the naga. “I don't know how to swim."

Mael just smiled, reaching forward and placing a heavy hand atop Den's. “You don't need to know how to swim to let the waves wash over you."

Den flinched, the vivid memory of a massive wall of water sending shudders of terror down his spine. His lungs felt like they were filling with water again, his entire body tumbling as the deafening roar of waves filled his head. It was all-encompassing… All-deafening...

“N-NO!" He yelped, visibly recoiling from the touch. “Please, I… It's more than that. I'm scared of water, okay?! I'm… I'm so afraid of it…. O-Or that... I-I can't even… Help m-me, I-I-I can't even g-go…"

Mael sighed as he slowly lowered his head down towards Den's eye level.

“Hey, hey." He cooed, reaching forward slowly and brushing a strand of long hair behind the human's ear. “Calm down. It's okay. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do."

“O-Okay." Den breathed heavily, trying desperately to catch the oxygen that seemed bent on eluding him. “O-Okay. Okay… Okay."

The human's breathing continued to even out as he stared at Mael. The serpent let his emerald eyes blink slowly… Den's own eyes blearily following suit.

They were so pretty, thought the fisherman, his body slowly relaxing as he stared into the naga's glowing eyes.

“You're okay." Mael whispered. His voice sounded like it had an echo in Den's ears.

It was okay, Den repeated in his head, the serpent told him so.

He… He trusted the naga. When the monster reached out and coiled his tail around Den, the human didn't hesitate to press back into the embrace. It'd been so long since he'd hugged anyone… How many years had it been?

Den let the naga finish wrapping the thick tail around him. The thick appendage felt so nice when it squeezed tightly around his waist, those burly arms holding Den as closely as the naga could manage. Den listened to the serpent as he felt his eyes flutter open and closed…

“It's okay. I'm here. You're okay now."

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The Invitations

Den took a deep breath as he felt the naga's clawed hands slowly reach around him and cup his chest. The serpent was extra touchy whenever they were stargazing. It'd been months since they'd first met out there on the waters… To think, that he'd be letting the naga coil around him, his legs intertwined with Mael's scales. The human blushed at the thought, suddenly becoming all too aware of the situation he had found himself continuously getting caught in. The heavier chest behind him took a deep sigh, the monster's wordless breathing brushing against his ear.

Sometimes… Mael's tongue would flick out and just barely brush against the human's ear. It would make him shudder every time. Den was well aware of the fact that their relationship had changed after that one night on the beach… The one where he'd freaked out.

Mael'raumo seemed so much more protective of him now. The naga was almost always trying to lure him out onto the sandy shore. He'd never pressure the human into talking about the water again… But he'd always be right up against the boat when Den would fish.

This, of course, ruined any chance Den had of bringing home a big haul.

Den's cheeks grew even redder as he realized just how much time the two had spent together. A much more embarrassing realization came with it, one which the human had been ignoring for as long as he could manage.

He'd fallen in love with the naga. The man was still far from admitting it, and even now he pulled away from the thought as if on instinct. Instead, his mind settled on a much more digestible answer…

“Mael?" Den asked, his soft voice easing into the silence. He looked up at the naga holding him, eyes wide. “I…"

As he paused, Mael chuckled. The naga brought a clawed finger to poke at Den's cheek, hissing slightly as he did so. “Out with it."

“I wanna love the sea. L-Like you do." Den admitted, feeling the naga shift with excitement around him. “Back then, you calmed me down w-with your eyes, right? I was wondering if… Maybe…"

The naga had been waiting months for this moment. The great serpent ran a hand down Den's side as he waited for the words to come to the human on his own. If ever there was a time for patience… It was now.

“Whenever I touch water, I-I pale in fear. I start to feel like I'm melting, a-and…" Den shifted awkwardly as he considered telling the naga behind him about the full story…

About the village that was hit by that great wave… or about how he was the only one who had made it out in one piece. Den couldn't even remember the entirety of the events… Just a wave. Destruction. Melting. Then... darkness. After he dashed his head on something, there was just darkness.

The next thing he could remember was the shoreline... And that poor, destroyed town. He'd been so young, and yet…

“Den?" Mael whispered, his tail squeezing around the human.

Den blinked, pulling himself from his memories. “I don't want to be afraid anymore!" He blurted out, hands squeezing around the scales coiled in front of him. “I want you to help!"

Mael went still as Den shakily reached up and wrapped his hands around the naga's neck. The human stared at Mael with fierce determination… And leaned in. The human kissed the serpent's chin. It was a small peck, his lips barely brushing up against Mael'raumo. The two tried to steady their breathing as Den leaned back against the naga.

“I want you to use your eyes again. H-Help… 'lure' me into the sea." Den asked, slowly rubbing the back of Mael's neck. “Make me love it... l-like how you love it."

Mael slowly let go of Den, his tail snaking around the man as he spun the human around. Very gently, the naga set Den down in the sand below, his appendage still coiled around the man's lower half. He'd been planning this for so long now… He wouldn't have to wait much longer until high tide pulled in and started lapping at their feet.

It wasn't long... until Mael'raumo finally had his answer.

“Do you trust me?" Mael asked, his eyes suddenly glinting with an emerald light. They seemed to glitter and flash as the serpent slowly lowered himself down atop Den.

“I… Yes." Den responded, realizing he didn't have to think about it. He truly had grown to trust the naga. Maybe he was a fool… But… At least he'd finally gotten around to kissing a man.

Even if he was a snake-beast.

Mael smiled softly at Den as the sound of the tide crashed in the distance. Soon, Mael'raumo thought, he'd have his prize.

“Can I kiss you?" Mael asked, his face slowly lowering down to his human's lips.

“Oh, gods yes." Den groaned, his eyes transfixed on those glittering reptilian gems. “Please, yes. I've wanted it for-"

Mael let his claws sink into the sand as he began to place more of his weight atop Den. The serpent coiled tightly around his human as their lips meet. Mael'raumo coaxed the man's shorts down his legs with his tail, inch after inch slowly being squeezed lower. Neither pulled away from the other, their bodies squirming and writhing as they embraced… fully and completely. Lips were parted. Tongues met. Arousal flared.

All the while, they kept eye contact. The human would have closed his eyes… if he had remembered to. The beginning of Den's trance had only just begun, yet the male's daze kept him transfixed on only one thing…

“Mael." Den arched, pulling away from the naga as his pressed his arousal into the tail wrapped around him. All the while he stared into that green light… That beautiful green light. “G-Glitters."

Mael'raumo chuckled at the half-formed thought, his own reptilian slit slowly leaking fluids all over the human's clothing. As much as the naga had a distaste for the practicality of hypnosis… It sure was exciting him to see Den in such a state of bliss.

“Yes." Mael said slowly, his eyes flashing even brighter for a moment as he felt the foam of the tide begin to lick at his tail. “It glitters pretty, doesn't it?"

“P-Pretty." Den smiles, slowly breathing out as years of built-up tension began to unravel. “You're so pretty."

The next wave crashed up against their forms, the cold seawater submerging Den's feet.

“M-Mael?" Den grunted, suddenly blinking rapidly. The icy temperature of the water made his heart skip a beat... The sound of the tide returning to him…

“O-Oh god." Den began to panic, squirming within Mael's grip as a strange sensation coursed through him. The human tried desperately to wiggle his toes, his breath quickening as his heart began to race. “O-Oh gods, Mael. I'm melting. I-I'm m-m-"

“Shhhhhhhh." The naga hissed, his eyes widening as the green in his eyes pulsed brighter. The beach was slightly illuminated by the creature's gaze as he pressed his forehead against Den's. “Look at me, Den. Look into my eyes."

“O-Okay. Okay." Den whined, tears welling as he blinked. The water… Didn't feel as cold now. Den tried to focus on something, a-anything… But as he tried his vision began to blur, his pupils widening as Den's eyes locked with the serpent's. The panic in his brain flared for a moment before an even more overwhelming sensation welled up from within.

Peace. Den opened his mouth to say something… but no words came. Wherever his train of thought had been leading him… He didn't know. He didn't care. Not now, at least.

Another wave washed over the two men, the water lapping up to Den's knees. The human involuntarily kicked and wormed, thrashing this way and that as the sea creature held him steady.

“Listen closely, Den. Are you listening?" Mael whispered, his lower-half coiling even tighter around the human's body. The human didn't even seem to register the question. The serpent smiled, his eyes dazzling and glinting at the gawking human.

“Good." Mael smiled, happy to see that his human had finally met his peak calm.

The naga pulled a hand out of the oncoming wave and let it hover about Den's face.

The moment of truth…

He watched as the seawater that clung to his claws slowly dripped onto the dazed human's cheeks. With each drip that landed on Den, his eyes would flutter. A soft moan escaped Den's mouth as Mael cracked a smile.

He'd been correct.

Wherever the droplets fell… Den's skin would pale. He brought the sea-slick hand down and rubbed it over Den's jaw, the skin almost instantly turning a pale white.

As another wave crashed up over their lower halves, Mael reached down and ran his claws through the foamy waters once more. He would work on paling every inch of the enthralled male's face, his eyes locked with Den as he spoke to the entranced human..

“You poor thing… Going so long fearing the same waters you couldn't live without." The beast muttered, his claws delicately tracing the man's face. “Did it ever occur to you? That it was the water itself that paled your skin… And not the fear?"

Drip. Drip. Drip. Smear. The scaled hand wiped the rest of the water over the man's forehead. Mael watched in awe as the brow began to push outwards and pale. The water that collected by his ears had begun to displace as well, the telltale shape of fins already pushing out of the human's skin.

“You said you didn't know your father… That he abandoned your mother before you had even been born, correct?" Mael'raumo asked, listening to the soft gasps his lover made as he tried to bend his knees. “Well, you were right to not trust nagas. Such births are often accompanied by... risks."

Den couldn't feel his legs. No… That sentence didn't make sense. But neither did the alternative. His… leg..? It didn't feel right. He tried to bend it once more, only to find that it kept bending… more and more…

The human blinked as he stared up at Mael, curling and uncurling his 'leg' in confusion.

“My poor Den… Starved of the sea his entire life. The shock back then must have been too great for you." The serpent began uncoiling his tail as he spoke, allowing his mate's own thickening appendage to roll and thrash about in the sandy waters. “But it's okay, now. I'm here. I'll ease it all for you, Den. I'll make you feel good."

The water… The sea. It was all over Den, licking and playing at his skin. It'd been so cold moments ago, but now it felt so nice on his… His…

The human slowly held his hands up out of the water, eyes tearing away from Mael's to stare at the glistening scales that pushed forth from his forearms. He watched as Mael'raumo's larger hands wrapped around one arm, guiding the twitching and changing fingers up towards the serpent's mouth.

Mael let his forked tongue roll out of his mouth and curl around the fattening digits. He wrapped his lips around the hand, eyes lilting as he suckled on the wonderful taste of sea that still clung to his lover's fingers.

Den watched Mael slowly pull his hand out of the serpent's mouth. The human's eyes widened as he watched thick, clawed fingers slip out into the cool night air. His entire hand was covered in light blue scales now...

“I'll teach you how to love the sea." Mael whispered, slowly rocking his hips against Den. Mael guided the man's scaled hands up to his own chest. A sense of pride rolled through the serpent as he felt Den grope… All on his own.

Mael slowly pulled their hips apart, his slit quickly widening. A hefty glob of white fluids gushed from his groin as two slippery cocks pushed their way out of the opening. The spooge soaked through the tented bulge in Den's already-drenched shirt. The naga above slowly began to grind his groin against either side of the tented fabric, a raspy hiss escaping the serpent's mouth. The human's back arched suddenly, his newly-found tail coiling tightly around his lover's as they pressed their hips together.

“I could tell from the day I saw you… That you were more than what you seemed. I thought it so strange! A naga in a boat… Fishing like a human." Mael ground his hips hard against Den, talking casually as his glimmering eyes flickered down on the man shuddering below him.

Den groaned as his finned arms flexed, his shirt so incredibly tight around him now. The bulge of his cock was stretching even wider now, the silhouette expanding tremendously. The 'human' tried to cry out in bliss as his cock doubled in size, but the only thing that rolled out his mouth was a fat, tapered tongue.

The newly-formed naga hissed for the first time in what felt like forever. He could feel his teeth sharpen as they pressed against the new organ in his mouth. The pressure building in his cock was overwhelming… It felt like…

Den slowly brought his clawed hands to his chest, his fingers digging into the cold fabric before tearing it off. His newly formed six pack flexed as another wave of water crashed down over them. The sea filled his gaping maw, and he felt himself gasp instinctively. The sides of his neck seemed to bulge as he filtered the water through his system. It was… So natural. The water tasted pure… Crisp. Beautiful.

At last the naga's gaze transfixed on his cock, his eyes just in time to catch the sight of his massive girth splitting in two. The two pink shafts glistened as they bobbed, sliding up against Mael's own hemipenis. The monster's blue scaled fingers were quickly running along one of Den's cocks… Before quickly plunging within the depths of the newly-made naga's slit.

Den could feel his tight slickness part to allow Mael entry, his cocks twitching and jerking as he bucked his hips. The man arched his back against those greedy fingers, a burning desire welling up within him. He humped desperately into the air, his own tapered shafts slipping and sliding against Mael'raumo's entrance.

“It's as I said before, Den." Mael hissed, slowly pulling his fingers out of Den. The naga's slit seemed to gush in response, a surge of fluids rolling down his taint. The larger naga smiled as he brought his slick fingers to Den's twin shafts, gripping them as he angled them upwards. Slowly, Mael let the twin shafts slide and play at the entrance of his own slit. He could feel the two cocks pulsing in unison, spooge leaking down his palm as he held them in place.

Ever so slowly, Mael eased down onto Den's cocks. His slit widened considerably, his own cocks twitching and bobbing as he felt a deep and pleasurable warmth fill him. Eventually, Mael felt himself hilt against Den's hips, the two hilted in a tight embrace.

“You're a kindred spirit, Den." Mael'raumo said, giving the naga beneath him a knowing grin. “And I look out for my own."

The recently changed human was in no shape for retorting. The new naga reached out, his light blue scales gripping his partner's hips as he ground against Mael. Their hips slid and swiveled about; juices mixing together as they writhed. Their twin tails wound around one another, gripping and sliding in a desperate effort to keep the two bound tightly.

Greedy hands groped at muscles. Tongues snaked and teased at each other's mouths as they humped furiously. The high tide was completely washing over Den now. The naga relished the sensation of the currents pulling and sucking at his scales. He lived for the tastes that clung to his tongue. He hissed in delight as his partner milked him dry. Even when their mating had finished, they refused to let go of the other.

Those beautiful green eyes…

Den kissed his lover passionately, their gaze still bent on the other.

Such pretty eyes…

The newly-changed naga squirmed beneath Mael'raumo as the tide began to carry them out to sea. What had he ever been afraid of? The two would explore. Fuck…

Maybe even find a nice captain and sail alongside his ship… Tease him just enough...

Den blinked slowly as his pupils began to slit, a bright blue light just barely glimmering from within his iris. He blinked again, his newly reptilian eyes glimmering passionately at Mael.

...He didn't need to be afraid anymore.

Not when he had his naga at his side.

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:Cambionsicon: To be continued? :Cambionsicon:

Well met, mortal. Honestly? Mixed feelings about this one. On one hand, I love this story to death. On the other hand, I really just felt like I wanted to get past this point and write out some scenarios of two siren/nagas playing dirty with their hypnosis. I'm hoping you enjoyed this one, just as our two lovers did. Hopefully out boy Den here shapes a better life for himself; one where doubt doesn't loom across the horizon like a foreboding shoreline. He's far too busy now, of course, what with all the twin cocks about to be stuffed up his slit.

See you next time.

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