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Sera's tongue flicked slowly as she let her head rest on her hand with a sigh. The naga's tail twitched as she tried to coil herself up as tight as possible. Partially to keep her large body out of everyone's way. Though it was hard not to be noticed, or be in the way. She was easily four times longer than any of her classmates were tall. Then there was her almost iridescent blue hide. Not unusual for a member of her family. They were all tree python-type nagas after all. Here though? So far from her home?

Stood out like a sore thumb.

Even with the more drab garb she adopted to try and hide herself. Though maybe the more plain browns and blues didn't help. Those little flashes of color from underneath her tail-length cloak that was strapped to her body.

Why, oh why, had she accepted the invitation to come out this far? Meet one traveler from a far off land, impress him with her knowledge, and then next thing she knew? Sealed letter with her name on it, inviting her to Broad River Academy. It was literally an opportunity too good to pass up. Even her parents agreed. Everyone had heard legends and lore about Broad River. Which it lived up to it's name!

If only they'd told her just how isolated she'd feel.

Sure, there were reptilian like people here. Dragonborn, mostly. A half-dragon or two. She swore she'd seen an amphibian or fish. Though it was only in passing. Most of her schoolmates were mammalian. So many of them had... opinions about her people. While some listened to her and asked honest questions? Well, others were too ingrained into what they believed. Couldn't really convince people that she wasn't cold blooded, not without getting them to touch her. Which that... oh that had brought up some interesting teasing.

"Oh great, you saved my seat!"

That was all her warning before someone sat on her coiled tail. Familiarity meant that she didn't even glance over, "Just coming up and sitting on another person, Evander? How rude!"

"Person? You're not people, you're Sera." The hare grinned, practically radiating good will and positivity. Though one look at her expression made him still for a moment. "Hey," he leaned over and bumped his shoulder to hers. "What's up?"

Her tongue flicked, "Just the usual. Well, mostly."

"Mostly?" His tone and slight trill turned the simple question into a thousand. Something that reached into all aspects of her and gently brushed against her worries and feelings.

Damn empaths.

Evander wouldn't pry too much if she didn't want him. If she shut down, then he'd just sit there and keep _vibing_like he always did. Which he would. Then she'd break down and tell him, or she'd just end up in a really good mood. She wouldn't say he was an expert at making people feel better. He still had a few more years of study to achieve that. Certainly a Journeyman of Jive.

It didn't take long before she hissed under her breath. "It's just.. that time again."

He gave her a look and she could _feel_him scanning through the possibilities. Since he knew her almost better than she knew herself, it didn't take him long. "Oh," then again, _"Oh._I see." His tall ears folded back and lay against his scalp. "So what's the plans for it?"

A nervous tongue flick and shift. "I'll have to figure something out." The very tip of her tail shifted to nudge her coin purse. It was pretty light. Sure, the school provided room, but board was something else entirely. There had been discussion about her particular diet. Since she didn't eat nearly as much as other students, it was saving on the budget there. They'd decided to allocate her a small stipend for that. Though that quickly vanished when it came to her buying supplies. Inks, quills, and clothes.

Good heavens her clothing bill. The cost of tailoring her vests and cloaks, let alone laundering them? Then the tip for the housekeeping staff. Yes, she knew they were paid for their services. She felt bad though since they had to go out of their way to clean her chambers. Her private chambers. Just because she couldn't stay in the dorms with the others. Her trying to sleep on a bed meant for someone a third her size? She'd broken a bed and tripped other students. Which had led to some hostility. So the Headmaster cleared up a storage room near the dorms and made it her bedroom.

That had brought on several other layers of harassment. Her getting her own room as a first year? Plus her being a naga on top of that? Oh might as well have handed some of the students a list of her insecurities while she was at it.

Not that they needed help.

She shook her head and brought her focus back to her problem at hand. Meals. Since she didn't eat as often as the other students, she had to get special requests for her meals. She could, and did, snack with the others. When she got hungry though? Usually it was easy enough to go to one of the staff or into town. Find someone that could get her something like a hog or deer or something. Then pay for it to be delivered up to her room. Take care of her meal up there, and tada. Nap central for a day or so.

The problem was, that was expensive. Surprisingly expensive. One wouldn't think just asking for a deer to be hunted, or something akin to that would be as pricey as it was. The cost of her meals on top of her clothes?

Evander glanced at her from the corner of his eye, "Running a little light?" He tapped her body near-ish her coin pouch. He knew her money issues, he had them as well. Neither were highborn enough to have no worries there. "You know, could get you a meal."

Her tongue flicked nervously. "No, I'd feel really bad if you paid for a meal for me." She kept her voice low, "Meat's getting pricey as it is. Something about it getting rare." The python flicked her tongue and nestled her chin against her fist again. A glance at her friend showed that he was shifting a bit. "Maybe I should get a job like you. You've always seem to have money."

That made the hare chortle a laugh. "No no, you don't want a job like I've got." He breathed out a sigh, "Even if you could bring in the money."

Evander never came out and said it, but she was pretty sure how he made his money. From all she'd heard, sex with an empath was an experience like no other. Could only imagine what people would pay for that experience. Plus he was a rabbit, and... well everyone knew how those things went. Or was that hares? They were close enough, weren't they?

"No no," Evander shook his head, "I'm insisting here. You helped me through the tests last month. The least I could do would be to do this." He turned on her and gave his biggest, most pathetic sad eyes he could. "Please, Sera. Please let me do this for you in repayment."

Tongue flick and eye roll, "Wow, how are you so bad at begging like this?" It was getting really hard not to smile at him.

He hooded his eyes and rolled his body. Letting his tunic slide just a bit off one shoulder, "Maybe I should beg like this?" he added a bit more of a churr to the words. Leaning in, he let his fingers trail along her chest, "Oh please, Sera. Let me... _treat_you."

"Mister Evander. Missus Sera. If you two are so keen to flirt in my class then perhaps you would like to discuss the problem on the board." Professor Glasse stalked into the classroom, hardly breaking his stride. The bear moved with a shocking speed for his size, robes billowing about him as he made it to the stage and turned. Staring up at the pair over his glasses.

The combination of sudden entrance and question was one of his usual tactics. She wasn't sure why he did it. Evander said it was to catch someone off guard so he could roll right into a lesson. Something about the harsh brutality, doled out at random, was supposed to grab their attention.

"Well, I would say that the answer is a little muddied, given the outline on the board." Evander leaned forward to rest his arms on the desk and put on his best innocent look. "I would advice turning to one's Elders and asking their opinion." He straightened his back, "Professor, what would you suggest the solution is? I humble myself before your greater experience in this area."

Glasse snorted, "And you?"

Sera shrank back as she felt the classes' attention shift to her. She'd looked at the problem on the slate when she first came in. Lines of dialogue from several farmers. A formal complaint written out by the mayor. Rough sketch of some farmland and a town, as viewed from above. Then a sample tax form to round it out.

"Ah..." she started.

Both his brows went up, "Ah? I don't believe Ah is an answer, Miss Sera." He started to pace slowly, "So we have a non-answer deferring back to me, and a noise."

Her tongue flicked, "I need more information."

That made Glasse pause mid-step. "Pardon?" He looked from her to the slate and back. "There is all the information you need." Out came his pointer, striking the slate with a crack. "Failing crops have lead to reduced taxes. They want you to see what can be done for the yield. So what is your answer?"

She followed the pointer and cracks, wincing with each sharp impact. "I need more information." Her tongue flicked, "Sir," she added quickly. Then began to point, "We know what the crops were last growing season. What about the year before that? And the one before that? What was the weather for the last few years? Has there been any problems with pests, blights? What are they using for fertilizer? Is it possible that the Wheat farmer is still annoyed at the Shepherd?"

Aggie, a doe a couple rows up, hissed a laugh. "Everyone knows the answer to those questions."

Sera hated Aggie, what a stuck up piece of work. "No everyone doesn't. I don't. Depending on where the town is, what they do could be entirely different from what people here do. To give a more accurate prediction and information, I need information."

Aggie snorted, "Divination..."

Glasse cleared his throat, "Both are correct, to a degree." His pointer whistled through the air. "Mister Evander is correct that turning to one with more experience is prudent. Missus Sera is correct in needing the details. Can never take for granted what you know. It might be important, might be slightly wrong. And slightly wrong can lead to issues, depending. Now..." he turned and began to point and lecture. All while filling in further details on the board. The lesson had officially begun, so everyone started to take notes.

---

"I hate that class sometimes, makes me feel dumb." Sera was lounging in a sunny spot for lunch.

Evander leaned against her side, "At least you brought up a good point." He munched away at his wild greens and fresh bread. "Lots better than trying to talk circles around people. Though, speaking of which." The hare brandished a roll at her, "The offer still stands."

"Offer?" She rolled some, getting a bit too warm on one side.

He tapped her head as she turned, "The meal. I know a place that's affordable, depending on what you want." Evander gave her a sidelong look, "Could arrange for some hare. I know how much you enjoy that."

Oh it had been a while since she'd had a nice brace of rabbit to chew on. Hare tended to be a little gamier, but she'd never minded that. On top of that, it sounded far better than her current plan. Which was getting a basket of fish and choking them down. She didn't mind fish. Though she'd had fish the last two feedings. The mere thought of scaling an entire basket of fish and choking them down on by one? Made her gag to think about it.

"Rrr, fine. Twist my tail about this, but I am going to pay you back." Then slowly, "This isn't some back alley place?" She'd heard all kinds of rumors about Black Markets and Back alley dealings. Wasn't sure what either was entirely. The image her mind painted was probably entirely wrong.

Evander laughed, "You don't have to worry about that. No, it's a place I'd been to several times. Friendly, semi-private, staff more than happy to please and prepare things exactly to your order and the drink selection." He made a kissing noise, "Exquisite. Far better than The Dirty Mustache." Which was a favorite pub for the students.

"Oh I'm simple enough. Lightly seasoned is good enough. Maybe with a nice mulled wine."

He stretched, then sighed as the bell chimed. "Okay then. Meet me at the Soaring Phoenix at supper time. It's just past the market district. For now," he leapt to his feet, "Herbalism."

"And Fortunes for me." She started to stretch when a thought hit her. "Evan!" He twisted and flicked an ear towards her, "Do I have to dress up or anything like that?" Rising Phoenix sounded a bit fancier than the usual hangouts. If this was a place he hung out at a lot, she didn't want to make a bad impression.

Evander jogged in place a moment, "Semi-casual is fine. No ball gowns. Your regular, clean outfit should be plenty."

---

Classes were the typical drab, dull affair. The patterns to the lessons were easy enough to recognize now. She'd literally gone into her classes blind at first. Which was a wild, new, and frightening experience. Once she managed to get caught up, something Evander and a couple others had helped her with, she'd settled in readily. Burden and boon of having the Gift of Seers. Once she had enough information, patterns would show themselves. Then she could practically predict the future. With time and practice, she would be able to. Without that though? Far too easy to fall into a False Prediction.

Relief came with the Dismissal Bell. She'd happily gone up to her room, cleaned, and changed robes. Nothing fancy, Evander had said. Still, she put on her favorite green cloak and a nice, bubbly, very light yellow robe. The tailor had called it a Champagne color. Whatever that was.

Down into the city, and a little wandering around led her to the Rising Phoenix. A boar with silver-capped tusks greeted her as she slid into the door. "Ah!" came the soft voice, "You must be Sera, you are expected. Evander sent us a message earlier. Would you like us to watch your cloak?" She smiled, "I assure you that we won't misplace it."

Sera shook her head, "Ah, no thanks. I rarely go without it."

A soft smile, "Understood. This way please."

The interior was clean, smelled fresh. Lanterns hung here or there provided just enough light so it avoided having a cavernous feel. Yet none were bright enough to be blinding. It gave the dining area a strange twilight feel. Even stranger was that there were only a handful of tables in the center of the room. The rest were tucked into small alcoves. Tall walls sectioning each off, with curtains providing more privacy. A few of these were closed and Sera could just barely see shadows peering out underneath the curtains.

She got a brief glimpse behind one as a cow dressed rather skimpy slipped out from behind a curtain. Several strange markings and writing on the exposed parts. Giving her only a brief glimpse of the quartet waiting at the table. A dragonborn, hyena, and a pair of wolves playing cards and drinking.

Her attention drifted to a group at the more central tables. A handful of lions, all dressed in fine clothing. Laughing, sipping wines, and conversing with... Aggie? The doe caught her looking, gave her a look that screamed why are you here, and turned away to laugh at something one of her dining partners had said.

A shiver raced down Sera's back as she hurried after the boar.

The hostess waved her towards one of the alcoves, "Evander indicated that you would enjoy a bit more privacy. Since this is your first time with us." The boar chuffed a laugh, "We tried to make it as comfortable for you as we could. Since we've had Naga guests in the past, we have had some experience." Most of the alcove had been cleared. Save a lone chair, a low table, and a padded bench that trailed off into several more thick cushions. "Would you like your mulled wine now?"

"Yes please." She slid into the alcove and curled around the table. Now this was something more familiar. It felt a bit more like the dining seat she'd have at home. Sera sighed pleasantly and wiggled into it. Letting her body grind down into the cushions a little at a time to get situated.

It was only a moment later when Evander swept into the alcove. "Sorry, had thought to try and get you as you came in. There was a line at the bathhouse and someone used up all the water in the boilers." He flashed a smile, "I imagine you could have told me that though." He was clean, fur a little damp from his hurried bath. He wore one of his favorite robes, it was a bit loose on his frame, but he loved it. She picked up the taste-scent of some new spiced scent he'd splashed on. It made her tongue tingle, but in a good way.

"Oh I could have," she murred, "Though anyone could have. With the next couple days of rest and all. All the guys are going to be rushing the bathhouse. So many trying to impress women." She flicked her tongue, "Or men."

"Or both." Evander clicked his teeth with a chuckle.

The hostess swept in with a smile. "Wine," she set a gently steaming mug before Sera, "and your usual ale." Evander grinned and grabbed his chilled mug. "You know how to get in touch if you need anything." She bowed slightly and pulled the curtains most of the way closed as she left.

Not all the way, Sera just caught sight of her leaving. More than that, she caught the barest glimpse of Aggie. The doe was leaning into the older male lion. Head craned to the side as he openly fondled her. Then the curtains cut off her view.

Sera's cheeks flushed and she returned her attention to the wine. "So," she started slowly. Her mind starting to race with thoughts and ideas. "They know you here?" Why had Evander told her to come here? The staff knew him well, and he said he'd been here several times. Her mind whirled with thoughts. She knew his family wasn't well off. Yet even with that, he could afford to go to Broad River, and still have spending money. So he had to be getting paid from something. He'd flirted with her a fair bit. Always liked to be very close to her. Plus he was a rabbit... well a hare, but they were close enough. Was this some sort of odd sex den? Come for dinner and a romp? Was that what he was planning? Get her a meal and then get with her? She'd never...

"Yeah," Evander rolled his mug slowly. "They know me fairly well here. Not overly proud of it, but gotta do what you have to for money sometimes."

A moan made her eyes dart to the side. The curtains swayed in a breeze as someone moved past. She caught another glimpse of outside. There, under a lantern, practically highlighted just for her. Aggie was on her back on the table, legs thrown up against the lion's chest. The male's claws were prickling at her thighs as he pulled her against him. Each impact made the doe moan and the table rock. All while the other lions continued a casual conversation. One of the women casually stroking Aggie's hair as she held her in a kiss.

Panic began to rise up Sera's spine. This is what Evander had brought her out here for? Dinner and a show? Was this a date? Was it more than a date? It had to be. He'd gone through so many steps before she'd even shown up. They were great friends, and she'd love to do _that_with him, but like this? Here? Thoughts began to race through her mind and a whirlwind of emotions came crashing down on her. As her heart hammered away in her chest, she felt something welling up in her.

...Evander smiled up at her. Tongue played over her slit as he teased her. Words lost in the thundering of her own heart. ... Fur against her. So warm, so soft, she just wanted to bury her nose into it. Coils draped over and around his body as he kissed her. ... Steady impact of his body against hers. It was slightly awkward because of their different bodies. That didn't matter to either of them. It felt so good, better than she'd imagined. ... Hands cupped his cheeks as she pulled him into a kiss. Tongue slid against his lips and over his cheeks. He leaned heavily into her, draped against her body. ...

"Sera?" a touch snapped her out of the swirling vision. Half-formed glimpses of a Future Yet to Be Decided. Evander had slid closer to her. She could feel his warmth through their clothing. Oh how she wanted to lean into it. To cup his squishy cheeks and pull him into a deep kiss. Invite him to show just what he knew, to teach her things she could only learn this way. "Sera, are you okay? Lost you there for a moment." He pressed her mulled wine into her hands. "Drink. It'll help center you, and you're just a maelstrom."

He was right. She happily took the wine and took a long draw off it. He leaned against her, giving her another point of stability.

Which lead to a new problem.

His robe had slipped open a little.

He was naked under it.

Raw, embarrassed heat flushed through her body as she jerked. "Ah... Evander... You're... naked under your clothes?"

He flashed one of his easy smiles, "Aren't we all?" Now he laughed a bit and shifted against her. Settling on her coils a little. "It... helps with what happens next." Even with his usual good vibes, she could feel the tremor of his own nerves. "When you're ready, that is."

"Ready?" she squeaked. "I've never... I mean... with you... I wouldn't mind, but..." Oh heavens above, she was getting all flustered. Each word came stumbling out of her mouth. "Here?" came the more high pitched squeak.

Now Evander was starting to blush. He was an empath and pretty locked down most of the time. This close to Sera, with only their clothes separating them? It was hard to block out the conflicting blast of confusion, embarrassment, excitement, fear, and arousal that she was radiating. "Well, yeah." He started slowly, trying to ignore how his body was resonating with her. "They have everything we might need here. Some more wine if you want it. Some finger foods if you want them too. More seasoning if you need it."

"...What?"

"What?"

The pair blinked at each other. Sera flicked her tongue at him. "Seasoning?" she started very slowly, "what would I need seasoning for?"

Evander was just as confused. "I mean, it's entirely personal taste. I know you liked hot chips, so it's why I went and pre-seasoned a little." He laughed, "You will not believe how much I had to beg the cooks to tell me the spice blend they use."

Her tongue flicked again. So that's where she recognized the taste-scent from. It wasn't helping her confusion at all. If anything, it was making her more confused. "Evan?"

"Yeah?"

"We're talking about sex, aren't we?"

"Why would we be talking about se... Ohmygwads." He planted both hands on her tail and leaned in until his nose was almost touching hers. "Do you think I'm a prostitute?"

It was really hard not to flick her tongue with him this close. "Aren't you?"

A shuffle at the curtains was their only warning as the hostess leaned in. Just her snout sticking through the curtains. "Is everything okay in here?" As Evander started to explain, a clatter drew Sera's attention beyond her.

Aggie lay on the table still. The male was done with her and had taken his seat. At her head, the lioness still held her head. Though the female's mouth had moved to embrace her throat. Even in the quick glimpse that Sera got, she could tell it wasn't a mere love bite. Fangs dug into the doe's delicate neck. Her body heaved, mouth gaping as her eyes rolled back. The other lions were drawing on her bare body with wax pencils, laying claim to this part or the other. Another host was picking up a cup Aggie had knocked over. The doe's arm hung from the table, fingers barely twitching.

"Evan..." Sera hissed, "they're... they're killing her..."

The hostess and hare both fell silent and looked at her. Confusion started to race over the boar's features as she turned, "Yes, Ma'am they are." As she turned, Sera got sight of a server carrying more meat from a kitchen, going to the table she'd seen earlier. A big side of beef.

Evander's eyes widened, "Oh... Shit... Ah," his ears slapped her cheek as he whipped his head around and hissed. "Nan, I have a huge favor to ask. Can we get some drinks to go?" He took a deep breath and looked at the naga, "Sera, I have got some explaining to do. You are missing a _lot_of information."

---

Getting back to her room was easy enough. Getting Evan into her room was another challenge. "I still think we could have gotten a better plan than the window."

Evander dropped onto one of her benches and kept his voice low, "It worked didn't it?"

"After I lowered my cloak down for you to grab." Her tongue flicked as she coiled on herself and crossed her arms. "So, you said I needed to know things. Talk." She ran her hands over her arms slowly. Why'd it feel cold in her room suddenly?

His ears dropped and that ever-presence smile faded. "Ah yeah, so..." he trailed off. "You thought I was a prostitute?"

She waved her hands, "You always had money in bursts. You'd disappear at night, then a day or two at a time. You were always embarrassed when I asked about it." Sera tapped her fingers, "Plus you know, you're a hare..."

Evander perked and put his hand on his chest on mock-offense, "That is specist! I'll have you know that I've never had sex with someone else. Just my trusty right hand." He waved his hand and mimed stroking. "It's an Empath thing." The hare leaned forward and braced chin on hand. "It's hard to get excited if it's just bodies. Having more of a connection is key for us." He sighed and tapped his cheek with a finger. "As for how I get money, I'm a Certified Prey."

"A... what?"

Now he reached into his robe and pulled out a small cask. Then a second. One he passed over to her, the other he cracked open and sipped. "A certified prey. When there was a problem with supplying enough food for the masses, there was a few problems. Plenty of farm land to supply the herbivores and even omnivores. Carns though? Would hunt the lands bare before too long. There was grumblings of war and carnage.

"Until a wizard came along with a solution. He'd come up with a new spell, one based off some old knowledge, but with new twists to it." Evan turned and lowered his robe a little to show a mark on his shoulder. "Those of us who want to be a part of the program get these marks. Then each time we sacrifice ourselves, we are reborn and wake up back at a place we've set up. All provided as part of the program. Usually it's all set up through pubs and the like. Carns pay them for the meat they consume. Wherever we work with pays us in return. They keep track of it and send the information off to the tax people for reimbursement. Working with somewhere like the Phoenix is common enough. Though there's also people that work specifically for one person."

Sera flicked her tongue slowly. "So you worked with the Phoenix and people would... kill you?"

"No no, I could never stand that. Aggie does that because they pay her a LOT more for it. I'd go to the tables and talk with people for a while. Work my charm a bit. Get them laughing, buying drinks and sides. Then I'd walk back to the kitchen and they'd take care of the rest. Which, thankfully, I don't remember any of it."

"You don't?"

He shook his head, "Nope. I asked them how they do it once, and they offered to show me someone else. I turned that down." He shivered, "Just seeing the hammer was enough for me. Part of the mercy of the spell is it kinda blanks out the last couple minutes. I just walk into the kitchen. Start talking then BAM! I wake up in bed. Then a day or two off just cause, hey new body."

She wrinkled her nose a little. This was a lot to take in. She sipped from her mulled wine. It was cooled, but the flavors were still excellent. "So this new body is what? A golem?"

Evan wiggled his hand, "Not sure how the spell works entirely. I do know I'm famished for a few days after. So maybe it's storing extra food?" He scratched his chin, "Another one of those where they offered to explain it. My eyes started to go crossed before long."

Slow realization, "So you were just going to... offer yourself up to me?"

He let out a nervous laugh, "Yeah. Had figured it would be good enough. Plus I talked to the Phoenix folk and they're fine with it now and then."

"That's sweet. In a weird way." Her tongue flicked out slowly.

Evan sipped his ale, "So..." he started slowly. "Have you ever? You know..."

"Killed someone? No, but I have wrapped up prey before. Dad insisted that we each learn how to do it now and then. Said it built character."

He blinked, "I was talking about sex, but that's good to know too!"

She belted him with a cushion.

Evander peered out from under the oversized cushion, "Listen, I'm... sorry about tonight. I just forgot where you're from. Figured someone would have told you about the program and all. Thought maybe you just didn't want to for some reason or another. That maybe..."

She rolled on the bench to peer down at him, "That killing and eating a friend would help?"

"Is kinda weird now that you say it out loud."

Her tongue flicked and she played with the edges of a cushion. "Well," the python started slowly, "maybe I wouldn't mind. If you're my first."

Evander laughed, a hint of nerves in his voice. "To eat or have sex with?"

"Why not both?"

It was always fun when she caught him off guard. The way he'd bolt upright, ears standing tall, nose twitching, and eyes wide in disbelief. In for a copper, she told herself. Half turning her head as she pulled at the straps that held her clothing to her. Long cloak starting to slide off her tail. Vest coming next to expose more of her body. She didn't have a great deal to hide. No breasts, privates hidden further down on her tail. It was mainly that vibrant color she kept hidden from the world.

For once in his life, Evander didn't say anything. No charming remark, no outburst. Just a quiet breath of appreciation. He moved closer to her and reached out. Hesitating just a moment, eyes locking with hers. She nodded and he laid his hand on her. Palm almost burning against her chilled hide.

"You," he breathed and ran his hands over her hide, "are so beautiful."

With his hand on her body, she could feel his honesty. Those few words reverberated through her entire being and made her shiver.

Now it was Evan's turn to disrobe. As she'd expected, he didn't have anything under that outfit. Well, nothing save the belt he'd borrowed to hang their drinks off of. It was her turn to reach out and lay her hand on his chest. Breathing in as she combed fingers through his cloud-soft pelt. "You are so soft..." Her hand trailed down, stopping just short of going too far. "Most of you."

"Most of me," he chimed at the same time.

Eyes locked and they burst out laughing. Tension easing just a step. Grinning, they shared a drink. Then Evan moved close to her and leaned in. Her tongue flicked out instinctively, tasting his spiced scent and the ale on his breath. Except this time, his tongue caught hers. Just a quick blep of his own to catch it at the apex of the flick.

No telling who moved first. Just that her hands were cupping his cheeks and squishing gently. His nails rasped ever so lightly over her neck. Then their lips met in their first real kiss. It was his tongue that touched her lips first. A slow lick to taste her. Without thinking, her tongue darted out again and slipped into his mouth. The surprise invasion turned into a deeper kiss. Soft moans slipping from the lovers as she lay back and he slid on top of her. The warmth of him soaking into her body.

Mouth to mouth. Chest to chest. His legs curled loosely around her body as he pressed tight to her. Hands freely exploring each other's body. Evan's slid along her chest and down. Easing over her torso and lower before...

"Oh..." his fingers brushed around where her hips should be. Right where his cock was nestled against her scales. "Um..." he trailed off, "Naga, I forgot."

"Ah!" she squeaked, understanding after just a heartbeat. Her tail curled up and slid across his lap, letting her vent come to rest against the palm of his hand. "It's here." She giggled nervously, "Naga and all," before burying her snout into his neck and savoring the softness there.

Evan's fingers teased over her vent slowly, "Are there," he breathed and kissed near her ear holes, "any special things I should know about? Never studied a naga's erogenous zones before."

Just the touch of his fingers on her vent was enough to make her start squirming. "Mmph," she hissed, "Our belly scales are sensitive. A partner will often get a female worked up by rubbing. Using their scales to kind of rasp against them."

"Like this?" he used the tips of his trimmed nails on her belly.

"Mhmm," she shivered.

Evander kept scratching ever so gently. Then he began to kiss down her neck. Over her collarbone. Soft, biting kisses down her front. Only to come to rest against her vent as he lifted her tail. His tongue a light touch against her swelling slit. She was already starting to squirm on the bench as he gently rasped his nails against her. Watching how her petals began to swell and part. He smiled up at her and let his tongue slide over her. "Might be my first, but I've been well taught in how to tend to a lady."

He kissed her slit and nuzzled into it. Using the tip of his tongue to explore her entrance. Tracing up over her folds then back down. He was so gentle, so attentive, exploring her at his own pace. Using his tongue to toy with the hood of her clit, coaxing the button to come out.

Evander smiled up at her. Tongue played over her slit as he teased her. Words lost in the thundering of her own heart. "A hemi-clit? How fascinating." Another teasing lick. Curling up and around the heart-shaped naga clitoris. "May not know all about how to please you, but my folks made sure I know how this works." Playing with her for just a second before he suckled on her. Curious fingers probing her. Gently sliding into her depths and back out. Discovering what the naga's cloaca was like to play with.

Sera had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from squeaking louder. Her entire body writhed on the bench, a need she'd never felt before surged through her. Oh she'd pleasured herself before. A bit of self-satisfaction was always a good way to wind down. This? This was a whole other beast. He was able to nearly bring her to finish in mere moments. Leaving her head spinning and body reeling as he examined and played with her.

"Gods above, you're going to make me cum at this rate," Evander panted. "I can _feel_everything I'm doing to you." He pushed his body against hers, eyes lidded in bliss as his tongue flicked over her clit. "Sera, can I..."

"Yessss," she hissed and pressed up. Tail wrapping around his head for a moment before whipping away. He happily slid up against her. Hands slid over her chest as he panted. She writhed on the bench, staring up at him with pure adulation.

And promptly slipped off the bench with a heavy thud.

Evander bounced off the floor next to her, then tried not to laugh. She hissed a giggle as well, feeling giddy beyond words. "Don't worry," she whispered, "They're used to me thudding around. Bed?"

"Bed," he agreed.

Sera slithered into her large, nest-like bed and coiled around. Evander a bare step behind her. No sooner was she on her back than he was on her. Fur against her. So warm, so soft, she just wanted to bury her nose into it. Coils draped over and around his body as he kissed her. The embrace was hungrier this time. Nails rasped over her neck and shoulder as he pulled himself to her. Without a word, she brought her tail around and he grasped it. Casually rubbing the warmth of his cock against her vent.

Then he was in her.

It was a strange sensation at first. Having the twitching hare cock against her. Then a little pressure, and a new stretching sensation. She'd laid eggs before, and knew how that felt. This was strangely similar to that, but utterly alien at the same time. They could only moan in unison as he pushed into her. Length twitching against her warmth as she arched. Her nails dug into his back a little as she hissed her pleasure. Evan answered her hiss with a moan of his own. Only stopping once his body nestled against hers.

Her body coiled around him, cradling her lover as only a python could. Sera threw her arms around the hare and pulled him close. Her mouth opened with a gasp and met his kiss. Every bit as hungry as he was for what came next.

Evan's first few thrusts were awkward. Unsteady. She could feel his slight embarrassment start to bubble up. Without thinking, she adjusted her own coils, giving him something to thrust against. Relief, then eagerness flooded the pair. His empathic gift starting to resonate through their bodies. Granting them insight into their lover at a level deeper than most could dream. Neither had to ask when to shift, speed up, slow down, or even where to touch. They knew it without it having to be asked.

Steady impact of his body against hers. It was slightly awkward because of their different bodies. That didn't matter to either of them. It felt so good, better than she'd imagined. Her low moans were met with his heated pants. The tip of her tail curled over his hip and drew against him. Coils draped over and around his form. Her arms wrapped about his chest, drawing his chest to hers. She could feel his breath, savor the beat of his heart as it hammered in his chest.

She hadn't been lying about how sensitive her underside was. She could feel people walking around her all the time. This was different though. This was something entirely new. It brought her pleasure to a new height. Which fed back into Evander and made him pant in pleasure.

Her arms tightened about his chest out of instinct. Wanting him closer. The hare gasped and rolled his eyes. With each breath, he was able to draw in a little less air. It wasn't long before he was starting to feel a little light-headed. Yet he didn't miss a beat. His body was trembling, muscles starting to burn. Even with that, his thrusts never ceased. Cock driving deep into her waiting vent. Twitching as his climax drew closer. Each dive met with a squeeze from her walls. Evander felt his vision start to grow dim at the edges. Beginning to fade.

Just before he passed out, Sera's constricting hug relented and he gasped. Fresh air flooded his lungs and his entire body heaved against hers. It was inevitable now.

"Hsssst..."

"HaaaHhh!"

They reached their finishes together. Sera buried her snout into his neck and rolled against him. He buried his groin against her and pressed his chin to the top of her head. Bodies heaved and shuddered. Cock happily leaping within her milking walls. The couple sharing their first tryst with one who deserved it. Sera not wanting a single drop of his essence to spill. Evander happily giving her his all.

"Oh..." he panted.

"Wow," she finished.

They looked at each other and giggled. Reveling in that drunken giddiness that followed a wonderful session. "So that's what I've been missing out on, huh?" Evander panted with a crooked grin.

She arched and flicked her tongue into his neck. "Yeah," she panted. Then slowly blinked, "I think I almost crushed you there." Her tone more somber now. He shifted, started to say something, but she stopped him. "Are you still hard?" The naga twisted some. Her body rolled against his and ground her vent into his lap.

"Haaa," panted the hare, "tender... and yes." Evan couldn't help but crack a grin, "I am a hare after all." He took a breath and shivered. Fuck him sideways, that was intense. He'd heard plenty about guys that tried to choke themselves while jerking off. Said it increased the pleasure of it all. Never figured he'd experience it, but here he was. Legs were still shaking from that.

There was a naughty glint in his eye. An unspoken question. Which she gave the unsaid reply with a giggle and shift of her coils.

Without saying a word, they fell into round two. Her tail coiled and shifted, doing its best to simulate a doggy style. Tail curling against his chest and over his hip. Driving back and down into him. He gripped her long tail and hunched forward. Using those surprisingly powerful legs to drive himself into her. Giving more force to each thrust than he had a moment before.

All while her coils twined about him. Stroking and petting the hare's lanky form. She stroked his cheeks and moaned against his mouth. Letting him hear her now. She tucked her lips close to his ears and panted. Keeping herself as quiet as she dare. Each huff and pant met with a grunt and squeak from her partner.

How was he more vigorous the second time round? The smaller male was actually rocking her in her bed now. His hips peppered off her thick, muscled form. Was every guy like this?

Did she care?

"Ah gods," she breathed into his ear, driving her body against his harder. Letting each thrust roll down her entire length. Gathering momentum before slamming into his groin. "Evan..." she breathed and hissed. The word choking off as he brought her to climax. Eyes narrowed to slits as he panted against her neck. Heart hammering against her chest like a jackhammer. Still he refused to slow, so neither did she. Working herself towards her third before her second was even done.

She couldn't help but hiss and moan as his hand crept down. He played with her clit like a fine instrument. Rubbing it against his pistoning length. Working her even higher as she moaned and panted for him. His other hand stayed on her chest and scratched. Nails rasped and scraped over her body. Evan even brought his feet into it. Thumping his foot and dragging nails over her body. Beating out a primal song that was driving her wild. She threw her head back and writhed under him.

Thump. Thump. Thump...

He peaked first this time. Harehood leaping within her as he gave her a second load. She was so close though. Coils slammed into his hips as she found her pleasure. Arching with a breathless gasp as her peak crashed over her moments later. Coaxing out a little more seed from the hare.

Thump...

Thump... ...

Thu...

Sera's basked in the afterglow of her climax for a long moment. It took her a little while before she shivered and breathed out a hiss. Coils relaxing slowly. Evan lay against her chest, staring up at her with a crooked smile. It was the goofiest, most adorable grin she'd ever seen. A giggle slipped from the naga as she leaned in.Hands cupped his cheeks as she pulled him into a kiss. Tongue slid against his lips and over his cheeks. He leaned heavily into her, draped against her body.

But not draped. He didn't lean into her. Evan was limp against her larger form. She held her breath, waiting to feel the puff of air against her snout. The beat of his heart against her underside.

Evan was still.

He'll be back, she told herself. What a way to go though.

Cradling his cheeks, she leaned in to kiss him. A tear squeezed from the corner of her eye. It felt... odd. She was beyond conflicted. She knew he'd be back, at least she trusted in him that he would be. More than that, he'd offered himself for this.

Sera nuzzled into his lips and kissed Evan. Her tongue flicked over his lips. She could taste a little blood there. It should put her off, but her stomach only reminded her what time it was. It had been a couple weeks since her last meal. Even longer since she'd had anything good. Her body knew what needed to be done. What she had to do. More than that, what Evan had wanted her to do.

Jaws stretched slowly. Her kiss turned into a little more. Starting at his lips. Cheeks. Then her maw stretched over his head slowly. The scent-taste of sex, ale, and spices washed over her. While ale wasn't her favorite, it was his. So it made this somewhat fitting.

He was still warm, still fresh, which drove her growing appetite even more.

Sera's body curled on itself. Cradling the limp hare within its coils as she worked her way down his body. Calmly tucking his arms against his side as she reached his shoulders. Hugging him to herself as she worked her head back and forth. Feeling how he slid, unresisting down her gullet.

Further and further she slid. Down his chest and across his belly. It took some time to consume him. He was tall, but wasn't overly large. She'd almost had deer larger than he was. She just had to work her head forward. Then wait for her gullet to push him further down. There was no rush. She had all the time she needed. Time ticked past as she worked herself inch by inch.

Her tongue brushed over his spent cock. Tasting herself and him. The muscle coiled around his length to clean him. Savoring his sweet taste. Dessert, more or less? She'd have to joke with Evan about that when she saw him next. Maybe see if she could get a better taste of it. Maybe even tease him with that.

The sun was coming up by the time she was finished. Next time she'd have to remember to move her books closer. Give herself something to read. Her mouth was dry though. She groped wearily for her small cask. Mulled wine poured into her stretched jaws. She worked them slowly, letting bones and muscle settle back into place with a yawn. Good thing it was the rest days. She felt.. beyond heavy. Sluggish wouldn't begin to describe her right now.

Her tongue flicked, scenting Evan. Wearily, she groped for his robe. Pulled it to her snout to nuzzle into it. Curling into bed, she buried her nose into his clothing and drifted off.

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"Just going to sleep all day?"

The joking tone broke through her sleep. Sera cracked open an eye and peered into the darkness of her bedroom. Someone had the decency to keep her windows shuddered and pulled the curtains. A single candle sat at her desk. Evan lounged on her bedside with a smile.

"Whah?" she mumbled.

His fingers brushed her head, "Boy, didn't know I was that much of a stud. Rut you into a stupor for most of the day."

Sera swatted at him, "Food... sleep...Ngghnn..."

"I thought as much," Evan slid into the bed with her. "Thought I'd come to see how you are doing, sleeping beauty. And try to get my robe back." He plucked at it, but she refused to give it up. Just mumbling something until he sighed dramatically. "How about I join you then? Still all tuckered out from the rebirth."

Sera mumbled something incoherent. "Oh it went well," Evan tucked in close and let her lay her head on his chest. "Aggie is annoyed because you saw her. Think she's afraid you'll ruin her image."

A hissed laugh, then soft sigh. Evan answered with his own yawn, "Yeah, sleep does sound good." He nuzzled into her head and was rewarded with the same from her. She curled in close and began to purr. Her entire frame vibrating against his. "You know," he whispered into her ear. "I'd always figured you had a crush on me. Didn't know it was that strong."

Sera shoved him out of the bed. Then welcomed him back because he was warm and soft.

"Hey, this is gonna sound weird, but could you move me over so I can have more room?"