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Va'hsss watched the sun sink into the distant ocean behind rolling dunes, casting its bright oranges and purples along the sky. There was a restlessness in her mind that wanted to spur her to action. She looked back to her room, eyes grazing across her armaments, trophies, and landing on her large empty bed. Her tongue flicked out, tasting the vaguely salty air. Most prominent among the smells was her own vague arousal.

It was almost pathetic, Va'hsss had to admit. Perhaps a spar or even a raid to clear her mind. It would be temporary, certainly, but a distraction from the unease burrowing into her thoughts would be more than a relief. She moved to the mirror next to her wardrobe. Was she so imposing that no one would attempt, or even express interest in her body? Sharp serpentine eyes stared back at her, with a large hood complimenting the long neck and head that held those orange daggers. Horns sprouted at her brow, only adding to the aggression she exuded.

Cobras such as her demanded subservience by their mere presence, as deemed by her society. Yes, she had abandoned her post as a proper general, giving the proud title in exchange for the new brand of “bandit queen", but even now, those that followed her maintained those cultural staples. That left Va'hsss with no equals, none to express any interest in her body without fear. She ran a hand over her bound chest, claw playing along the wrappings. Almost a shame, wasn't it? Va'hsss gave herself a small smile, quickly dropping it. She shook her head and dressed herself in her regular garb. Something would have to occupy her mind.

Va'hsss stepped out into the settlement. Activity had been winding down, with only a sparse few wandering around outside. Perhaps she could simply be more upfront? Anyone would be eager, if not honored to lay with her, surely. Many of the reptilian folk had caught her eye, and while they might not have matched her height or even muscle, they would still bring relief. Yet, anything other than her hand would bring relief now.

All of the settlement dwellers gave Va'hsss quick bows as she strode by. She gave them firm nods in turn, allowing them to go about their business. While frustration grappled with her mind, she realized then that some sense of duty clung to her militaristic mind. A stubborn sense of honor wouldn't let her lay with any of the males here. They looked to her for guidance, and support. Treating them to any sort of sexual touch would only corrupt what they thought of her.

The walk had managed to occupy some of her mind. It wasn't an impressive city or kingdom, but it was a settlement Va'hsss had managed to cobble together with those that had placed enough trust in her to flee a false god. Modest buildings had taken root, with stone paths laid between them. Candlelights flickered in the windows, letting her take note of those not on the streets.

Before long, her trek had brought her to the outskirts. Slightly more ramshackle. More tents. A little more foot traffic. The people there still bowed all the same. The occasional human cropped up, always on some sort of business. There, she came across a pair of reptilian guards chatting away in their scaled tongue near a tent, sharing swigs of something that was hopefully not alcoholic.

“Did you hear what the humans are doing?" one said. Shala, if Va'hsss recalled.

“Which ones?" the other asked. Pirinhi, certainly.

“The settlement nearby, dolt, what other ones?"

“Fine, get to the point."

“They're having some sort of mating ritual. You know, for lonely types."

Va'hsss stopped her stride, perking up at those words.

“Mating ritual? What, all of them at once? That's a little gross."

“No, no. It's a thing where those without a partner meet others without partners. Like a celebration."

“A celebration of loneliness?"

“They don't want to be lonely by the end of it."

“Maybe I should go."

“Don't be silly, they—"

Va'hsss took a step toward them, tail swaying. “Shala, Prinihi. How is your patrol?"

The two snapped to attention and spun around to face Va'hsss. Some worry plagued their faces, hidden underneath forced stoicism.

“Nothing to report, queen," they replied in unison.

Queen. That title still didn't sit well on her mind, least of all from her subordinates. Va'hsss had to admit that it at least struck fear into others that would seek to snuff out this place.

“Good," Va'hsss said. She reached over and nabbed the canteen from one of them, taking a sip. Water. Surprising. “Thank you for the treat." She handed it back. “What was the idle chatter about?"

“Human affairs," Shala said. “They've… Well, it was an amusing thought. Men and women without partners, joining together in some sort of grand party."

“Hedonistic, really," Prinihi replied.

“Very hedonistic indeed." Va'hsss raised her head, spotting a distant carriage loading up. “I trust you won't be partaking in it?"

“No," they both said.

“Excellent. Return to your work."

They both bowed and fled down an open path as confidently as they could. Va'hsss nodded and made her way for the carriage. The reptilian villager loading it stopped mid-placing to bow at her, nearly falling over in the process.

“Would it be fair to assume you are heading toward the human settlement?" she asked.

“Yes, queen. Trade, you see," he replied.

“I understand. How much to be taken there?"

“Pardon?"

“I would like to make use of your carriage to head to the human settlement. What would you require in trade?"

His eyes widened. “Nothing. Nothing at all. I would be honored."

“Are you certain?"

“Absolutely." He turned to the carriage, pushing aside some objects to reveal a bench. “As you wish. We will be off soon enough."

“Thank you."

Va'hsss bowed her head and stepped onto it. The carriage lightly groaned in protest, but she wouldn't be much issue, she hoped. In a blatant rush, the villager loaded the rest of his cargo and stumbled into the driver's seat. With a shake of the reins, they were off, with the arachnid in front immediately skittering forward, carriage secured to it by straps around its abdomen.

The trip to the human settlement wasn't exceedingly long, but the sun had begun to settle underneath the horizon, letting the stars speckle the sky. The desert wasn't necessarily her favorite part of the world, in all honesty, Va'hsss would have preferred the swamps and jungles of home. Yet, nowhere else was the vastness of the world shown off in all its glory. Truly, it seemed like the world might just stretch on endlessly.

Soon enough, the human settlement rolled into view. Truthfully, it wasn't all that different from Va'hsss's own group, just with more humans mucking about. Humans seemed all the louder, too. The carriage pulled out in front of the settlement, near other carts. Va'hsss stepped out, hearing the cart practically sigh in relief. She rounded the cart and looked to the driver.

“You have my thanks. Should you want to redeem some sort of payment later, you are free to do so," she said.

“Not at all. Thank you for your blessing!" he replied.

Va'hsss nodded. It would be nice to get away from the more groveling of her citizens. Not that she didn't appreciate them, but being treated as though she were one step away from cutting off heads had a put a firm barrier between her and everyone else. She ambled closer to the settlement, which was already awash with merriment and noise in the distance.

Several unfamiliar scents hit Va'hsss's tongue as she slithered into the town. Some repugnant, others curious, and some absolutely tantalizing. While there were a few scaled folk and even insectoids from the kingdom, the majority was dominated by those ever so curious humans. She had almost forgotten just how much she towered even over the tallest of them. Naturally, they had all given her a wary eye when they passed by her. It was good that she had decided not to bring any weaponry.

Unless there were some other events occurring, Va'hsss figured it was a safe bet to continue walking toward the excitement in the distance. On the way she saw a few strange creatures, likely livestock from the human's own lands. Squat pink things with a face that seemed punched in, rectangular mammals that seemed to agonize with prolonged groans, and proud riding animals that seemed almost delectable. Horses, were they? Interesting creatures.

Va'hsss had to wonder how far her name traveled among the dunes. While the humans were indeed uneased by her presence, it seemed more like a matter of her being a large cobra, rather than being the “bandit queen". Good, if so. She could not change her shape, but lacking the reputation of a leader of bandits gave her some advantage in a rabble of bachelors.

The music and scents grew louder and more intense until Va'hsss was at a grand tent. All of the merriment poured out the front, where a couple of human guards stood watch. Fair, considering the amount of alcohol that must have been tossed around inside. She approached the pair. The human tongue was so fickle with her anatomy, but she would manage.

“Isss thisss the convening area for the mating ritual?" she asked, easing into their language.

Both of the guards stared at her, seeming completely thrown off. One opened his mouth. It took a second longer for any words to actually emerge.

“Are you in the right location?" a guard said.

“I lack a partner, and I sssuspect those inssside do, too. Yesss, yesss I believe I am," she replied.

“This event is for…"

Va'hsss tilted her head, tongue flicking out. “For sssolitary persons. Yesss? Then I take my entrance." She strode forward, ducking under the entrance and emerging into the festivities.

The festivities slowed. Everyone inside was human, leaving Va'hsss curiously out of place. No matter, that just meant she had a better chance of attracting someone suitable. Indeed, all eyes were on her, including the band playing the cheery tune. Then a mate was not far from approaching her, good. She walked over to the large barreled refreshments, manned by one particularly gruff man.

“Free for the guesstsss?" she asked.

He gave her a curt nod, handing her a mug.

“Wonderful."

Va'hsss took the cup and placed it under the spout, getting her fill. She took a sip. Bitter, and certainly lacking in any hardness. Looking back at the group, she noticed people had begun to return to their excitement, though with sideways glances at her. At the far end of the tent was the band, with an empty space in front for dancing. Past that dancing area were tables where most of the groups had taken root with their flimsy drinks and chatter.

An issue quickly arose as Va'hsss made her rounds. All tables would grow dead silent the moment she stepped near, stifling any sort of attempts at conversation. Again and again she would be socially stonewalled at every turn. Clearly some were not interested in her, others probably frightened, and perhaps some simply rude. Whatever the case, she wasn't going to make any progress on a mate with those who wouldn't dare even speak to her. She had half a mind to crush one of the tables underfoot, just to get their attention, but she hardly needed the ire of the settlement. They had, after all, been a strong trading partner. More intimate partners, however, seemed to be a different matter entirely.

Eventually, one particularly lone table had caught Va'hsss's eye. Tucked behind the refreshments was a bar that seemed empty aside from a lone male sipping away at his woes. Ah, a fresh, lonely target. Chatter would be much easier without anyone else to bother them.

Va'hsss sat down next to the male. He hardly seemed to notice her, instead staring into his cup, one hand on his forehead, with the other on his drink.

“You ssseem occupied with your thoughtsss," she said. “I am ready to hear them." That seemed appropriate. Good first step.

“Ah, yeah, well," the man started, “I've got a lot of 'em!" He rubbed his forehead, putting on a strained smile. “Came here to get away from all that and relax, but turns out I can't even pull a word out of my mouth when I need it. Look like a real idiot out there talking about nonsense."

“You ssseem coherent now. No idiocy to be found."

“Heh, thanks. I guess it's easier when I've had more to drink in me. No voice in the back of my head telling me how badly I'm messing up." His soft eyes flicked up to her chest, then a little more up to her head, brow furrowing, muscles tensing. “Hello, there."

“Ah, time for greetingsss?" she said. “Hello." Now, what was it. They shook hands? Va'hsss raised her hand, sticking it out to him. “Your name?"

“Holden. I'm Holden." His hand left his drink, reaching out to grasp her hand.

Holden was tense, almost frozen. Va'hsss made sure her grip was firm, yet gentle for the fragile creature. His hands seemed to lack the hardened calluses that other, more hardworking humans had. No, he was quite soft.

“I am Va'hsss. Pleasssed to meet you." And now for the next part. She leaned her head down, planting a kiss on the back of his hand.

Holden's expression wavered to confusion, then to amusement. They parted hands, and he looked to where she had kissed him. He seemed like a nice fellow. Certainly, he hadn't given her a hardened glare or scooted his chair away from her. Though, he did seem… unexperienced, jittery. Va'hsss had seen the same with many of the scalefolk that had an interest in a mate. Ah, so was he interested? Odd, she had expected there to be more overt admittance to that fact. Humans always seemed so eager to mate with everything.

“What, uh, what brings you here? Va'hsss?" He took a sip. “I'm saying that right, aren't I?"

“You are." Va'hsss took a sip of her own, trying to appear as casual as she could. Hm. If humans were so hedonistic, then surely it would be best to follow their norms. She opened her maw wide and dumped the rest of the drink down her throat. She looked back to Holden, who simply swallowed. “I am here, Holden, becaussse I desssire a mate."

“Yes, that makes sense," he replied. “Suppose I was here for the same reason, just… Not so upfront about it. Didn't expect to see a, um, you know, one of your kind."

“Cobra?"

“Cobra. Right."

“Sssome might consssider that an honor."

“It's an honor. Believe me."

“You don't ssseem like the othersss here, Holden. Reclussse that you are."

“It's my first time on this continent. I'm still adjusting. Trying to get used to being so far away from home. Or what was once home. I thought this would help me unwind."

Va'hsss reached forward, grasping at his shoulder, feeling the tenseness in his musculature. He was by no means a warrior, but there was still something there. He could probably withstand a night with her.

“You are a firm creature, Holden. I like that. I believe your offssspring would be ssstrong." Va'hsss looked down at his groin, tasting the air as she did so. No arousal yet. She was certain that would work. “And your lineage would win a great many battlesss."

“I don't think I'm cut out for any battles. Cooks tend not to be." He pursed his lips, looking at her hand.

“We can sssee how you perform in bed before judging."

“In what?"

“Bed. Do you not have a bed?"

“I have a bed just—" He blinked a few times. “Bed? You said bed, right? You want to take me to bed?"

“Are we not both looking for matesss? Bedding you ssseemsss appropriate."

Holden stared, and stared, and stared. His eyes widened a bit, then he looked back to his cup. Then his gaze wandered to look at the crowd through the barrels. Then he looked back to her. Va'hsss widened her hood a little more, trying to show off her impressive size. Human females were so pathetic in that regard. The tip of her tail raised, waving back and forth. She was on full display.

“I'd usually like a little more to go on." He held up a hand dismissively. “Not that you aren't beautiful."

Va'hsss smiled, hood brimming.

“Can't I know a little more about you?" he asked, a small smile forming on his face.

“I sssee no purpossse, but if you mussst. I am Va'hsss, 'bandit queen' of the sssettlement sssat on the edge of the ocean and the rolling dunesss, dessserter of my possst in the military."

That small smile dropped. “That's pretty serious stuff."

“I'm sssure you underssstand my frussstrationsss now." She widened her legs. “The other malesss here lack your… Virility."

Holden perked up at that word. Va'hsss's eyes narrowed. There, he was in her grasp now.

“You sure you want me?" He sized her up. “I'm human. And you're cobra."

“I'm sssure your—" Va'hsss hitched, trying to think of a euphemism, “—rod isss up to the tasssk." Maybe “blade" would have been better. She placed a hand on his thigh to add some gravity to her words. Heat was radiating off of him now. Stoking the fires in a human was not so hard after all. Hopefully he would be physically, though.

“I only have a tent at the moment, I'm not--"

“The to the tent we ssshall retire. Come, chef Holden, you may prepare a delectable meal for the night with me."

Holden turned his head a little, keeping his gaze on the cobra woman. “If that's what you want."

“I would want nothing more."

Va'hsss reached out, grabbing at Holden's hand. He stumbled to his feet and followed her closely. She stopped as she rounded the bar, looking to the man at the barrels of alcohol. Picking up a few mugs, she filled them up and downed all of them. That was better. The man at the barrels only watched silently, almost in horror.

“Thank you, bar ssservant," she said. “Your brew leavesss sssomething to be desssired, but thank you all the sssame."

“Thanks," Holden said, before being dragged off.

Naturally, every head was on a swivel watching Va'hsss and her catch walk out of the tent.

“Sssome ssseemed jealousss," she said.

“Of you or me?" Holden chuckled, then sighed.

Va'hsss almost considered carrying him, just so others were aware of who had claimed him, but then it would make navigating to his tent harder.

“Lead the way to your tent, Holden. Ssso that you may imbibe in my body."

“Do cobras usually say that out loud?"

“No. It ssseemed fitting. We partook in the event to mate, did we not?" Va'hsss looked to the guards out front, eyes digging into her. “It wasss for mating, correct?"

The guards merely looked between her and Holden.

“Your guardsss are oddly sssilent," she said.

“They can be like that. C'mon, this way."

Holden took her hand somewhat reluctantly, leading her through the space and further into the settlement, where the more permanent buildings sat. Quite quaint. Humans were quick to settle, weren't they? They moved around back to a more squat building, where a tent had been placed against its back wall. Secretive, almost devious. This must have been what young love was like, how exciting.

With one hand, Holden opened the flap and presented the way. It was a modest abode for a temporary home. A single lantern lit the tent, revealing a makeshift hay bed covered by sheets, as well as bags and chests, assumedly filled with personal effects. Va'hsss let herself in with a bow. The tent was barely tall enough to let her stand at full height, its canopy brushing against her head.

Holden dug through the chests. Might as well make herself comfortable in the meantime. Va'hsss knelt down, settling on the bed, removing her top. She was halfway through unbinding her chest when Holden turned around again, glasses and bottle of some fruity liquid in his hand. Va'hsss's chest came free, bindings falling to the ground.

“Pleasssing, I hope," Va'hsss said.

Surprisingly, having Holden's eyes on her was a tad embarrassing. How many years had it been since she had someone look upon her bare form? He seemed to be enjoying himself, if his slightly agape mouth was anything to go by. Va'hsss considered herself modest for her size, and modesty seemed more than enough for him.

Holden got down in front of her, gaze struggling to keep on her eyes. He held up a glass. “Wine?"

“Wine?" she asked, plucking the glass from his grasp.

“Oh, uhm, it's an alcoholic drink, made from grapes."

“I am unfamiliar with grapesss."

“Fruit."

“Ah." She nodded. “Delightful." Va'hsss presented the glass to him.

Holden quickly filled it up. Immediately that curious scent wafted across her tongue. Va'hsss tested the drink, giving it a quick flick. Wonderful! Much like with the mugs, she opened her maw wide and downed the entire thing.

“More?" she asked.

“I think you're the most ravenous drinker I know," Holden said, refilling her glass.

“Thank you." And again she downed it. This drink definitely hit harder than the last. “Maybe human alcohol isssn't ssso feeble."

Holden filled his own glass, taking modest sips from it. His eyes traveled all over her, not just her breasts, surprisingly.

“Enjoying your new view?" she asked. “Care for a touch?"

That question clearly caught him off guard, but he set his glass down all the same. Alcohol must have given him the much needed courage. Clearly he was a warrior after all. Though, rather than cupping at a breast, Holden ran his hand down her arm, fingers gliding over her scales. No doubt, he was aroused, and also simply curious. Va'hsss wasn't sure whether to be amused or confused. All the same, she enjoyed his soft touch.

Not wanting to leave her partner unloved, she quickly undid his shirt, pulling it over his head. How soft and fragile he seemed in that moment. She placed a hand on his chest, chuckling as she felt the small bumps flare up at her prodding.

“Tell me, Holden, how many kisssesss have you taken?" Va'hsss asked. “Your lipsss are ssso plump." Surely that'd be worthy of admiration among humans. They loved to kiss.

“Thank you. I suppose. I can't say I've had too many."

Va'hsss pushed her head forward, bringing it close to his face. “May I?" Her tongue flicked at his lips, tasting a bit more of that delectable wine.

Holden only gave a nod in response. Good enough for her. Va'hsss pressed her lips against his. Not an exact match, but it would do. Holden might have been inexperienced, but she had to admit on some level that she was, too. That didn't stop her from pressing on, mashing lips against his. She realized then, as she graced his skin, how young he was in comparison to her. Perhaps he was barely into his 20's. Va'hsss wouldn't dare recall how old she was, but it was at least two digits larger than his age. My, how devious, she thought. The bandit queen tending to her needs with a younger man.

“Ssscandalousss," Va'hsss muttered.

The kissing continued with little protest from Holden. Va'hsss had likely taken more kisses than she cared to count. Aside from raw pleasure, she realized how much she simply missed the touch of another. Her hand slid from his chest to his neck, pulling him ever closer.

“Firm veinsss," she said.

Another somewhat confused look from Holden. Va'hsss was certain this dirty talk would have worked better. No matter, there was always an easy path to a man's heart. Her other hand groped at his crotch, feeling his erection press into her palm. There it was, the arousal she so desperately desired. Her own heart began to pump, realizing she would eventually get her relief. Eventually.

Setting his glass down, Holden carefully groped at her tit, letting his fingers sink into it. A tentative thumb flicked across her nipple, drawing out twitches of pleasure from Va'hsss. Had it really been so long that such simple things got to her? Only fair she pushed back in turn, then. She pulled from her kiss, looking down at Holden's groin.

“Unsssheathe your blade," she said.

A small, awkward chuckle came from Holden, and he hurriedly pulled his pants down, letting his erection pop free. Hm, far different than she had expected, and yet, almost alluring. Juicy. Her hand grasped his member, running a thumb across the glistening head. That elicited his own grunt of pleasure. Humans were strange, and yet, Holden was getting cuter by the second. She gave it a gentle squeeze, feeling it twitch in her hand.

“Eager, very eager. I'm sssure you want to impale me with thisss now. Claim me as your own," she said.

Holden twitched as she said that, face touched with redness. Her tongue could feel the heat radiating from him, a tasty, devious warmth. Va'hsss pushed back into a kiss, slowly stroking Holden. His other hand braced on the ground as her larger form overtook him. He dared to push his tongue into her mouth, brushing against her thin, serpentine tongue. She quickly wrapped around it, tasting more of him. Now Holden was entirely in Va'hsss's control.

A neediness erupted in Va'hsss, and she intended to stoke it further. She moaned, urging on Holden's touch. The raw sound encouraged him, making his groping more energetic, as well as his clumsy kisses. Holden was as entranced in her touch as Va'hsss was with his. Still, she seemed to have the upperhand in her indulgence.

Va'hsss parted his tongue with a squeeze.

“Sssuckle," she said. “You will be rewarded."

Holden obliged, leaning forward, taking a nipple into his mouth. Va'hsss gasped as he ran a tongue around her areolae, then steadied herself.

“Gentle, gentle. I am a ssstrong beast, but I have my weaknessss."

The greedy licking slowed. Holden's teeth teased at her teat, with his tongue prodding at it between them. Va'hsss sighed.

“And the other one needsss your tending. Gently."

She had almost forgotten to tend to his own body. Va'hsss returned to her long, vigorous pumps.

“There we are," she said.

The scales at her breast were a touch thinner, allowing the sensations from Holden's fingers to sink through her hide all the more, even when they weren't directed at her sensitive brown nipples. Va'hsss leaned her head back for a moment, relishing in the hands that desired her so much.

Her hands left him and she stood up, towering over Holden. He stared up at her, cock lightly twitching.

“Your prize is in reach, Holden," she said, finger hooking into the band of her loin cloth. “Ssso close to plunging into me, releasssing all of your liquidsss."

With that, she dropped the last of her clothing. Va'hsss pressed a finger against her folds, giving them a gentle rub. She hissed, tail shaking with ecstasy. Holden stared, practically burning the image of her into his mind, or so it seemed. Embarrassment spiked again, but Va'hsss held herself firm. It was an honor for him, and, frankly, an honor for her to be admired.

“You dessserve all the more," Va'hsss said.

Getting back on the floor, Va'hsss eased Holden back, stroking him firmly. One hand stuck to his cock, while the other remained on his chest.

“Enjoying the ssscaled touch, are you?"

Her answer was little moans and grunts, along with the small writhes of his body. Va'hsss's senses screamed to ride him, settle his cock deep inside of her. Not quite yet. This was all originally for the purpose of releasing steam, and now it felt far more rewarding to see Holden squirm under her touch. He was entirely too polite and kind to resort to any sort of raw sex, or perhaps too nervous to make that move. His position at that strange party made all the more sense.

There was also the matter of Holden being the only one to indulge her sudden and firm request, the only one with any real taste. He deserved some sort of extra reward for that, didn't he? Va'hsss bowed her head down to his crotch.

“Keep calm," she said. No need to frighten her partner now.

Va'hsss opened her mouth wide, fangs held back. Her thin tongue slid over his balls, salivating over both before her jaw slid underneath them. The roof of her mouth came down on top of his erection. Holden gasped, letting his head drop onto the bedding with a groan as the entirety of her mouth closed around his manhood. Va'hsss merely smiled, letting him twitch inside of her mouth. Once she was sure he wouldn't burst his top, her tongue returned to its work, running up and down his length and teasing the tip.

The heat that roiled inside of Va'hsss reached its peak. It was unbearable. Her hand immediately slid down to her groin, rubbing at her clitoris. A digit slid into her folds, hungry for the sensation of something inside her. Va'hsss slid her mouth from his cock, letting a trail of spittle connect them.

A few more desperate rubs of her entrance was all Va'hsss could manage before she sat upright again and brought her hips to Holden's manhood. The length of it glistened in the lanternlight, slick with her spit. The excited twitches only proved how much Holden wanted her. Va'hsss smiled, trailing a hand up her abdomen, resting below a breast.

“Tell me, Holden." Va'hsss rubbed up against him, hissing. “Do you want to lay a cobra? Make her your own? Defile her body?"

“God, yes," he replied.

“Good. Touch me."

Those indulgent hands came upon her, sliding up her thighs. One eased onto her crotch.

“A sssimple touch againssst my bump." Va'hsss nudged against his hand. “Ssslowly."

Carefully, Holden shifted his hand against her folds, thumb tentatively bumping against her clitoris. Such a basic touch, and yet, coming from another person, it brought forth a wave of relief. Human skin had its own roughness to it, particularly on their fingers, adding to the sparks of pleasure that worked into her body.

No doubt, inexperience painted every movement Holden made. This was made up for with his determination and enthusiasm. Va'hsss smiled. She hadn't realized just how much that was the perfect fit for her. The subservient male, eager to please. Simply without the baggage of her reputation.

Va'hsss slid a hand past his, opening her folds.

“A finger, Holden. Venture deeper," she said.

His digits slid in as he continued to rub her button. Holden's hand was practically burning, with Va'hsss melting into his touch with a relaxed sigh.

“Deeper," she said.

Further.

“Rub there. There, exactly." She hissed. “Good, pet."

Holden's finger hit that sweet spot of love, blanking her mind. The touches of euphoria from the wine settled on her nerves, compounding the lust. She had to have him. Va'hsss chuckled, lapsing into a gasp as another of his fingers slid in.

“Naughty boy," she said.

“Sorry," Holden replied. His hand slowly pulled back.

Va'hsss caught his wrist, keeping him in place. “I did not tell you to ssstop."

The masturbation continued for a while longer, forcing Va'hsss along to a peak. It was a steady climb, however. Holden's slow motions were prolonged enough to not have Va'hsss smash into a sudden and embarrassing orgasm. She had to wonder how close he was, himself. That girthy thing seemed almost pained, dribbling pre-cum and twitching in desire. Twitching for her. Wanting her. Needing her. And Va'hsss needed him.

A gentle tug at his wrist coaxed Holden into pulling his hand away. Va'hsss leaned her body forward, nearly smothering him under her size. One arm propped her up, keeping him from being pressed into the ground. The size difference remained an amusing factor. Her head pulled down to meet his eye level as her hips loosely humped at him, grinding against his member.

“Tell me, Holden, have you ever taken a ssscaledfolk before?" she asked.

“No." He shook his head. “You would be my first."

“I may ruin your tassste in women." Va'hsss's head pressed against his neck, turning his head somewhat. “You would never want to go back."

Va'hsss hissed into Holden's neck, forcing a moan out of him. He was her prey.

“I want it," he whispered.

“And you may have it."

Va'hsss got up. Her body felt so cold without him, scales begging for his warmth once more. She calmed herself and turned around, squatting above his erection. Her long tail swayed to the side, settling to his left and knocking over his glass. Neither of them paid it any mind. Va'hsss's head easily turned back to look at him, eyes drinking up his tense expression. She raised her tail just enough to let him see where their bodies might join. Just enough space for his length to slide into her entrance.

“Make your move. Take your lover, Holden," she said.

Those words were enough for him. Holden braced his cock up against her folds. In a surprising turn, he teased the head along her entrance, slathering it in her spittle and his own pre-cum. Once sufficiently slick, Holden thrust in with a moan. Va'hsss let out her own deep moan, gyrating her hips to squeeze that much more out of her craving. She slid down, taking the last of his length with a sigh. There was the prize she so desired.

It took a while for Va'hsss to adjust to the sensation of a man inside of her. After this, she doubted she would be able to return to the comfort of her hand for quite some time. Holden himself seemed to be catching his breath. From the way his erection jerked inside of her, it was clear that it took some amount of effort for him not to begin thrusting. Or perhaps he was holding back his orgasm. Va'hsss smiled. She had taken more than her share of fun in this situation, so it was best that she treated him nicely.

Slowly, Va'hsss began to bounce on his erection, making sure every plunge into her was as prolonged as the pull out. The claws on her feet dug into the cheap bedding. It took her some time to adjust to that pleasure. Holden was more proactive, grabbing onto her tail. He wasn't far off from exactly what she wanted.

“Holden, further up," she said, shifting her tail.

Her pet obeyed, moving his hands closer to the base of her tail, nearing her asshole. A strangely sensitive part lay just above it. Va'hsss arched her back as soon as he ran over it. Holden quickly got it, rubbing at the spot. Her claws dug into the bedding further, bracing herself to bounce even faster, creating that naughty sound of their bodies colliding, letting anyone nearby know just what was happening within.

It was a vulgar thought, and Va'hsss loved it. Little separated them and the outside world, with only a thin fabric to hide away all of their sexual acts.

“Take your queen!" Va'hsss said. “Dirty thisss female! Lay claim to a cobra!" Her mind tugged on any words that seemed arousing in that moment. It didn't matter in any case, she was lost in the mindless pumping of his male organ.

Holden returned her frantic words with heavier moans and grunts. That was cute in itself. Not a dirty word would leave his lips, but he would enjoy each one that came his way with all the primal sounds he vocalized. His face conveyed emotion slightly better than those of the scaled folk, letting her see how every thrust strummed at his mind.

Planting her hands on the ground, Va'hsss angled her body forward, allowing her hips to slam against him all the faster. Holden had little recourse in the situation, but clearly enjoying it all the same. The air was heavy with the stench of sex, which hit her senses every time her tongue lapped at the air. It wasn't enough. One hand left the ground to rub at her clitoris. She moaned, head faltering for a moment.

As much as she wanted to prolong it all, Va'hsss's voracious desire for pleasure overtook her thoughts. Her hand sped up, edging herself ever closer to her orgasm. She let out a yell and sat firmly on Holden's cock. More! Her hand stopped mid-rub, body unable to handle the over sensitive nub any longer. She braced herself against the ground again as her orgasm wracked her body, a deep groan coming from deep inside her.

That was enough for Holden. He gripped her tail tightly and thrust against her, letting out a messy stream of cum into her. He moaned, hugging her tighter, and gave a few more weak thrusts, letting his seed ooze down her hot walls.

All of Va'hsss twitched, ending with a low hiss. Holden struggled to catch his breath, arms still wrapped tightly around her tail. She swallowed, then stumbled to her feet. A lingering spark of lust hit her, and she dipped a finger into her pussy, thighs squeezing together. A sigh left her lips. Satisfaction.

The moon's light seeped through the tent. No carriages would be making the trip back to her settlement now, surely. Va'hsss looked back at Holden, who was a mess of exhaustion, chest heaving. A night with him would be more than acceptable. She sat down next to him, legs crossed, letting him catch his breath.

Once Holden had settled down, Va'hsss asked, “Sssomething to clean with?"

He nodded, scrambling to one of his chests. The bandit queen took a moment to admire him from behind. Holden turned back around to present her a towel, which she gladly took up. He took one for himself, turning away to clean himself. Va'hsss couldn't help but chuckle as she wiped herself down. Now the tent had a lingering taste of semen on the air, a salty touch she had noticed earlier when her mouth wrapped around him. Another little reward for her work.

Before Holden turned back again, Va'hsss settled onto his bed, hand propping up her long neck. He dropped the towel in a corner and stopped as he turned to her.

“Join me. I won't be going anywhere ssso sssoon," she said.

“Gladly," he replied.

Holden snuggled up next to her bosom, warm breath exciting her scales.

“I'm sssure you know ssscale folk need their warmth."

“Well, naturally."

Va'hsss pulled him closer, body now parallel with hers, face nearly buried between her breasts. She held a hand against his back and slid down to his rear. His eyes widened briefly, then flashed a look of sheepishness. He returned the favor, bringing a hand to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. She squeezed back, adding a small laugh.

“For a sssurprissse drunken mate, you did wonderfully, Holden," she said. Va'hsss's hand trailed back up to his head, gently running her fingers through that precious mammalian hair.

“All things considered, it turned out great." He sighed, then perked up. “Uh, thank you, too."

Holden reached over to his side, yanking a blanket over them. He looked down. Va'hsss's feet stuck out from the meager covering.

“I'll— I'll go get another one," he said.

Va'hsss held him. “Your warmth isss enough, my mate." Her tail swayed over them, resting on Holden's leg, then slithering around it, keeping him firmly in place.

“Then… I'll do my best," Holden said. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her waist.

It wasn't long before drowsiness grasped at Va'hsss's thoughts. She had missed the raw pleasure another provided, and now, she realized, she had also simply missed another's presence in these vulnerable moments. Perhaps their meeting was less salacious than she thought. Va'hsss hummed and closed her eyes.

_

Va'hsss stirred, finding a small crick in her neck. Her head raised groggily, with the world shifting one way as she went another. She lay on her back, nude body barely covered by a blanket. Holden sat nearby, disappointingly fully dressed, yet satisfactorily, he was preparing a small meal. She sat upright, placing a hand against her forehead. Wine hit harder than she expected.

“Good morning," he said. “Care for some?" Holden presented a slice of meat, vegetables, and other ingredients between slices of bread.

Va'hsss took his offer, grabbing the meal and eating it whole. Interesting taste. Holden pursed his lips, then went back to work, preparing another one.

“Thank you," she said. “I sssuspect the sssun is fully risssen?"

“For a few hours now, yes."

Then the carriages likely were in full swing. Va'hsss figured she should return home before anyone questioned where their bandit queen snuck off to, or got comfortable without her presence. She stretched and stood up, picking up some of her garb from the ground with a lazy tail. She sighed as she remembered she had to wrap her chest as well. Ah, but she did have a friendly face for such a task.

“Holden, care to help?" Va'hsss held up the bindings. “Thessse can get in the way."

“Sure, sure."

Holden rounded her back and helped her wrap up once more. His hands were as tender as always. Maybe a habit he picked up from cooking. Was she a delectable treat, then? Va'hsss smirked at the thought.

“I wanted to say thank you for last night. I know I probably wasn't your first choice," he said. “So thank you for looking in my direction. I… Hope to see you again sometime."

“You were my firssst pick. The only one to give me a kind gaze." She raised her neck, turning her head to eye him. “If perhapsss a worried one."

“I think you're just that kind of woman." He cleared his throat. “Being a bandit queen, after all."

A very nice way to say she was imposing. Holden had a way with his cautious words. Polite, cute, a nice time in bed. A model human, to be sure.

“And you have my thanksss."

The last of her wrappings were finished, with Holden rounding her front to help with the last of it. Va'hsss looked into his kind eyes. Some longing, perhaps. Indeed, this was only for venting frustrations, but it wasn't as though there were some sort of law keeping it that way. She brought a hand up to his cheek.

“Would you care to accompany me back home?" she asked.

“Would that be alright?" He tentatively brought his hand up to her gracing arm, gaze briefly leaving her visage. “It would be strange, wouldn't it?"

“And who would deny the bandit queen?"