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Athelstan slithered wearily up the stairs to his apartment. He felt tired. More tired than usual after a day of work. Autumn had begun, and until his body acclimatized to the colder weather, he would be incredibly sluggish. The Reticulated Python had never liked cold weather. He didn't know any other snakes that did. The lock to his door clicked open, and he slithered inside. He dumped his bag and his jacket on the floor, and went straight into the shower, taking off the rest of his clothes as he did so. He coiled up under the spray, and just sat there, allowing the hot water to heat up his body. He heard the door to the apartment open and close, meaning his girlfriend had returned. He shut off the shower and began drying himself off. Slithering out of the shower, he opened the door to the bathroom and headed into the bedroom. The apartment was warm so he didn't bother putting clothes back on.

"How did the signing go?" he called out of the bedroom.

"Quite well actually! I have some of the nicest fans!"

Athelstan smiled, and finished drying his tail. His vision went dark as dainty, slender hands were placed over is eyes.

"Guess whooooo!"

"You know, this works a lot better if we hadn't just spoken."

The hands were removed. Athelstan turned around to see is girlfriend, a rather petite Slow Worm, and accomplished author. She was smiling and bouncy, as usual. Having ancestry from colder climates, she became sluggish much later in the year, being more resistant to the cold.

"You look really tired!" She said, concern creeping into her voice.

"Yeah, I feel tired." He replied, pulling her into a hug.

"You don't have to work you know. I make enough money for the two of us." She said, nuzzling his neck.

"Thanks wormybutt, but I would feel strange living off your money." He replied, giving her nice bottom a squeeze.

"You are far to responsible sometimes!"

"I can't help it, I was raised that way!"

"Don't you grin at me like that mister!"

The two of them giggled and kissed.

"Oh! I got something for you!" She said, and bounded off out of the bedroom.

"Oh... wait! Claire! You know how I feel about gifts!" He called after her, following her into the kitchen.

"You'll like this one!" Claire called back.

Athelstan arrived in the kitchen, to see Claire standing there with her hands behind her back and a huge grin on her face.

"What have you bought?" he asked cautiously.

"Weeellll... remember how on our last anniversary we went to that spa in Switzerland?" she said coyly.

"Yeeeesss?"

"And they had that almond scented scale oil you really liked?"

"Yeeeesssss?" Athelstan could see where this was going, but his exaggerated responses made Claire giggle so he kept it up.

"Well, the spa got in touch with me and said that after we had visited, more tourists began visiting. As a way of saying thank you, they sent me this!" She brought her hands around in front of her. She was holding a large bottle of scale oil. The label was in French, but Athelstan could tell it was the very expensive one from the spa.

"They sent a whole box!" Claire said with delight. Athelstan smiled too. Claire was so cute when she was happy like this. It made a difference to seeing the serious façade she wore when out in public promoting her books.

"So I was thinking, considering it's Friday and all, and you don't have to be anywhere tomorrow... I could give you a nice massage?"

"Oh honey... you don't have to do that."

"I wasn't really giving you a choice. You need it. Your scales have been all dull and boring since September."

"Well who am I to deny such a pretty little lizard?" Athelstan said with a grin.

"Good!"

"I'd better go put some clothes on for now then."

"Don't you bloody dare!"

"Yes ma'am!"

Athelstan saluted and turned to leave. Claire tackled him from behind.

"Noooo! Not in the kitchen!"

"Don't make fun of me!"

"Yes sir!"

"Raaaawr!"

"Oh nooooo!"

"Ha haaa! Take that you fiendish serpent!"

"She's too strong! Engaging tickle counter measures!"

"Don't you dareeeeEEE!"

"Bwahahahahaa!"

"I hate you so much!"

"Lies!"

"Hey! Coils are cheating!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yes they are!"

"Tickles for you!"

"Nooo! Stoppit! No! Ahhh!"

"Who's your daddy!?"

"Never!"

"Who's your daddy!"

"EEEE! You! Ahhh! You are!"

"YES!"

Athelstan raised his arms over his head with triumph. They were now lying in a tangled heap on the kitchen floor, panting slightly. Claire pushed his stomach and pouted.

"Meanie." She said

"You love it." He replied, untangling his coils from around her.

Later on in the evening Athelstan was sitting on the sofa, his coils looping over and around the piece of furniture. He was reading a book; glasses perched on the end of his nose. He felt hands on his bare shoulders. He opened his mouth to speak, but Clair dug her fingers in at just the right spot. All that came out of Athelstan's mouth was a strangled gurgle as his muscles relaxed.

"You. Bedroom. Now." A voice whispered in his ear.

"Yes ma'am." He squeaked. Putting his book down and removing his glasses, he rose upright, and headed for the bedroom. Claire was already waiting for him. She had placed a black sheet over the top of the bed. She was also not wearing anything. The light gleamed off her shiny, smooth brown scales. She walked over to him, placing a kiss on his lips, pressing her small, round breasts against his chest. He reached around her, pulling her into a deeper kiss. With one hand he held her against him, with the other he gently squeezed and massaged the base of her tail. She let out a soft gasp, but pushed herself away from him.

"Awww!" Athelstan said with mock disappointment.

"Lie on the bed. No sexy time until those scales are iridescent!"

"Yes ma'am!"

Athelstan eagerly lay down on his front, arms by his sides. He felt Claire climb onto the bed, heard the sound of a bottle being opened, then the feeling of cool, smooth oil being poured onto his scales. Claire began to smear the oil over his body, making sure it was evenly spread and began to massage his shoulders and back. She wasn't a particularly good masseuse, but Athelstan always said she was just fine. He let out a soft groan as she worked a particularly tight knot of muscle in his shoulder. She poured more oil onto his back, his dry scales absorbing it rapidly.

"Bloody hell Athelstan! You're not supposed to let your scales get this dry!"

"Snake scales are 'sposed to be dry." He mumbled in reply.

"Not this dry, and that is not what I meant!"

"Sorry..."

Claire rolled her eyes, pouring more oil onto his lower back and tail, stroking his scales, making sure they were nice and slick. The scales on his shoulder's and back were already shining, an iridescent sheen appearing in the dim light.

She worked his body down to the tip of his long tail. His muscles moved and shifted under her touch. She began working her way back up his body, applying more oil. The scent of the oil was wonderful. It was like sweet marzipan. She smiled, and poured a great deal of the oil over her shoulders and chest, then tossed the empty bottle aside.

"Roll over." She said. He did as he was told, and his eyes widened slightly when he saw her glistening form. She lay down on top of him, the oil squelching obscenely between the two. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, their long tongues entwining in their mouths. His arms wrapped around her shoulders, and his coils began to move under her. Suddenly, Claire was on her back, lying on a soft, warm bed of coils. Athelstan looked down at her and smiled.

"My turn." He said sweetly, lowering his mouth to her breasts. His hot breath against her nipples made Claire gasp and wriggle in his grip. He carefully placed his mouth around one of her breasts and sucked gently on her small nipples. Placing her hands tenderly around his head, she sighed softly, her body melting under his gentle ministrations. He suckled on her breasts, occasionally switching, making Clair moan softly and wiggle with delight.

She gasped sharply when his fingers slowly began stroking and teasing her well-oiled pussy. She bit her bottom lip and screwed her eyes shut as his suckling on her breasts continued. Her thighs twitched as he carefully slid two fingers inside her. He let go of her breasts and slid down so that his mouth was level with her crotch. His tongue flicked out against her lips, tasting her strong scent. Then he buried his nose in her crotch, tongue sliding up her slit. Claire let out a small cry and grabbed his head, holding him down in her crotch. His tongue explored every inch of her outer lips, before slipping softly inside her.

With a moan, she closed her thighs around his head, grinding her slick scales against him. He grunted, inhaling through his nose before continuing.

"Ah... I... Mmm..."

She felt Athelstan chuckle and speed up his oral assault. Claire squirmed and wriggled, her tail wrapping around Athelstan's neck.

"I'm gonna... gonna!"

Claire let out a loud wail, her thighs clamping hard around Athelstan's head. He let out a surprised hiss as she came over his face. Her body trembled, her back arched and her mouth wide in a silent scream of ecstasy. Collapsing back onto his coils, she slowly released his head. He rose up, snout and face glistening with her juices.

"Horny were you?" He asked slightly breathlessly. Claire could only nod in response, enjoying the wetness of her afterglow and trying to get her breath back.

"Well what am I supposed to do about this?" He asked, gesturing down. A few inches below his waist was a slit, out of which his glistening, very erect penis stood. It was coated in dripping slime and throbbed in the air.

"It would be a terrible shame to waste such a beautiful erection." Claire said, getting onto her knees. She leaned forwards and swallowed his penis right down to the hilt. Athelstan gasped and flailed, before grabbing a hold of the headboard of the bed. Claire loved the taste of Athelstan's penis. It was so wet and... meaty. She slurped her wide tongue along its length, making obscene sucking noises. Athelstan's body trembled all around her as she suckled on his length.

"I'm... I can't..." he gasped. He must have been just as horny as she was if he was cumming already. Claire sucked hard, swirling her tongue around the tapered tip of his penis. She felt it throb, and then her mouth was filled with warm salty cum. She swallowed it down as he bucked his hips, spurting more of his semen into her eager mouth. He pulled back, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet slurp. He collapsed next to her, panting. She cuddled up to him, and he looped his coils around the both of them.

"Mmm... I enjoyed that." She murmured. Athelstan pulled her closer do him, one hand resting on her lovely bum.

"So did I." He replied, kissing her forehead.

She snuggled her head up to his chest, closing her eyes. Most of the oil was gone now, absorbed by their scales and probably the sheet she put on the bed. Her pussy still felt warm and wet, but she was content to just cuddle for now.

This was the reason she was unprepared when Athelstan gently lifted her leg, and slipped his still hard and throbbing cock into her slippery folds. Her eyes snapped open and she cried out into his chest.

"Ah... ah... n-not fair!" She whimpered, looking up at him. He grinned down at her, sinking his cock deeper inside her. She gasped and wriggled, but his coils were holding her tight to his body.

"No, this is unfair." He said, slipping the tip of his tail into her anus. Claire squealed and arched her back, forcing his length all the way inside her. She could feel his crotch pressing against hers. He was completely hilted inside her. His tail began pressing up against her anal walls. She could feel him slowly stroking his own cock through her anus. He loved doing this to her, and Claire loved the feeling. She gasped and shuddered; her entire body shook, but Athelstan held her tight. They lay there still; the only movement was of Athelstan's tail sliding slowly in and out of Claire's tailhole. She squealed and panted, moaned and groaned. Athelstan cradled her head against his chest, his breath coming out in short gasps. The stimulation this technique brought was unbelievable. Neither of them could last long like this, especially not after such incredible orally induced orgasms. There was a soft squelching noise as they ground their hips together.

"Athelstannn..." she moaned quietly.

"Claire..." He replied softly, nuzzling and licking her neck.

Claire bit her bottom lip and squealed, her orgasm hitting her like a truck. Her vision went white and her body spasmed wildly. Athelstan came too, he let out a choked cry as pleasure surged through his groin and up into his abdomen. His cock throbbed, hard, and he felt his cum erupt from his cock. Claire gasped silently against him as they both shuddered in climax.

After a while, they were both lying still. Claire was snuggled up to him, her head resting in the crook of his neck.

"Athelstan?" she murmured.

"Hmm?" he replied, idly stroking her smooth head and neck.

"I love you. A lot."

"How much is a lot?"

"Uhm... a whale?"

Athelstan chuckled and kissed her on the head.

"I love you more."

"I hate it when you one up me."

"No you don't."

Claire giggled.

"What shall we do tomorrow?" he asked

"Hmm... I don't care. Right now I just wanna... be." She replied.

Athelstan smiled.

"Good plan."