Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}
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				Title: <strong>Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 19:06:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c347/Stygian-Gyrfalcon/xRgnMjf_zps48b5a978.jpg)</div> <br>"It is a distraction." <br><br>"Prince Rashak, you've known that this day would come for several years now. I seem to recall a rather excited youngling begging me for details on who would be chosen," Samsa murmured with a faint smirk, his nimble fingers braiding and binding Rashak's long silver hair in as ornate a coiffure as the prince would allow. Even then, it was far more simple than the popular styles worn by the rest of the royal family, and Rashak seemed to prefer&nbsp; that he remain practical in all things.<br><br>A sigh slipped between the prince's lips, his blue and gold tail-tip twitching with restlessness. "You cannot blame me, Samsa. I was young and just peering into adulthood. My hormones were at their wildest then." Samsa sighed as he clipped a gold cuff about the thick mane of his prince's hair. "You are nine-hundred and twenty summers. Your <em>hormones</em> should active and wild still." Samsa chided gently. "Honestly, I don't know of any naga your age who wouldn't have his cocks out in anticipation of the beauty your parents have selected for you." If anything, Samsa seemed disappointed that Rashak wasn't waving his breeding-member about in a display of virile readiness. <br><br>"There are other concerns to be had. Namely the Kardu pushing at our borders and harassing the outlying farms," Rashak protested, tilting his head obligingly as Samsa clipped a gold and black-leather torgue about his neck, careful to keep the silvered strands of his hair out of the clasps. "My seeding a concubine is hardly-" <br><br>"It is-" Samsa interrupted sharply "-your <em>duty</em>. You are your fathers' only son, and if you slither off into battle with the Kardu without leaving behind an heir, your cousins will spent the next century slitting each other's throats to gain control of the throne, rather than dealing with the threat on our borders. Even if you do not <em>like</em> the concubine your fathers selected for you, you will do your duty and seed him thoroughly." Samsa shook his head, frowning at his prince. "I swear, you act like this is the worst thing to ever happen to you. If he's really as bad as you think, we can scour the breeding slaves to find you one that suits your tastes, but this one is beautiful and clever, and he's perfect for carrying your heirs. The kingdom can wait a few nights for you to seed him thoroughly enough to guarantee conception." <br><br>Rashak met Samsa's glare with an expression of frustration that matched the old snake's. "Fine," he said after a long moment, hands going to the gold and ruby belt that hung heavy at his waist, modestly covering the bulge beneath his scales where his members lay snug and hidden inside his tail. "What is his name?" he asked mulishly, garnet-colored eyes gazing to one side, a frown touching his lips as Samsa applied the final touches to his regalia - two golden rings hanging heavily from each pierced nipple, glinting and drawing the eye to Rashak's dark skin and strong musculature. Samsa lifted a cloth to Rashak's horns, polishing a fingerprint off the ebon bone. <br><br>"His name is Indra." <br><br><hr><br>Samsa had ensured that Prince Rashak's tail was oiled and gleaming sapphire and gold in the flickering flames of the Royal Den as he approached his fathers, bowing low and taking his place at his brood-father's side. Sitri placed a long-fingered hand on Rashak's shoulder, squeezing comfortingly. "You'll like him," the lavender and blue striped naga purred, dark purple nails pushing faintly into Rashak's skin as if to say <em>'or else'</em>. A tight smile was forced onto the prince's lips and he nodded. "I'm sure I will. Thank you, father." <br><br>Slowly, courtiers began to swarm in, each pausing to greet the prince on his hatching-day celebration, and most of they loitering in conversation with food and drink dispensed by human servants, all hoping for a glance at the high-blooded gift the prince was expected to receive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 19:48:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/G4D7wm4.jpg)</div>"Your personal opinions on the prince do <em>not</em> matter, Indra." The sharp, clipped tone came from lips thinned with impatience as thin fingers gathered up golden blonde hair in a series of elegant twists and knots, tying it with strips of black silk. "You have known for the past three hundred years that this day would come; you have gone through your training, and you will do your duty." The voice held no room for argument, but that wasn't about to stop the serpentine tongue from offering up a sharp reply.<br><br>"I thought that I was to have a choice. The royal family is large, and I expected to be introduced to them, not given away like a prettied-up prize." Indra frowned into the large mirror that revealed his lovely reflection. His skin was paler than most, having kept carefully guarded from the harsh rays of the desert sun; the colour of milk set against the pure golden scales of his slender tail. Few naga had a single colour to their scales; most shifted in the light to a variety of shades and patterns, but not Indra's. His were the product of generations of careful breeding to encourage the regal colour, and he sighed quietly as the male behind him finished with his hair.<br><br>"You are a fool to behave so arrogantly. The Prince is a fine young male, and you will be treated with respect and admiration by your peers. What more could you possibly want?" Black pencil was used to carefully line the shocking green of Indra's eyes, and likewise his lips and long fingernails were painted black. The sharp contrast with the paleness of his complexion cut a wonderful picture, and for the presentation he would be ordained with golden jewels to show his worth. It was all material to Indra however, and he turned from the mirror with a small shake of the head.<br><br>"I expect to need medicine for my body to become interested in mating... please ensure that you have some prepared."<br><br>"Don't be ridiculous! You will show due respect to the Prince, and you will not embarrass me."<br><br>"... Of course, father."<br><br><hr><br>Indra felt uncomfortable as he waited in the wings of the royal audience chamber. The weight of jewellery upon his body was a little more than what he was comfortable with, but he knew he couldn't remove any. Golden chains linked around his throat to form an intricate collar with a distinct link at the centre - a place for the ornamental chain to be attached when he was accepted into the royal household. Small rings pierced through his earlobes and held glittering diamonds within. Every move he made brought a faint jingling sound, and he looked down to his hands which were likewise adorned in rings and heavy bracelets.<br><br>This was his duty, he tried to remind himself; it didn't matter how he felt. His father would disown him if he dared to oppose the idea...<br><br>There was a hushing of sorts beyond the thick maroon curtain that hid him from view, and he watched his father slide into the main chamber, his voice echoing through the curtain. "My Lords and Prince, I humbly thank you for seeing this gift I wish to offer. May this Hatchling-Day be blessed by the Sun." He bowed, and Indra took that as his indication to enter.<br><br>He took a deep breath, then made his way through the curtain and out into the light of the room. He kept his posture tall, his slender hips tapering into smooth scales as he made his ways towards the royals. "Highnesses," he greeted, keeping his voice soft and demure as he bowed deeply, "you honour me with your presence... I hope to become worthy of your family." Indra looked up then, finally letting his emerald eyes drift to the naga that was to be his mate.<br><br>The prince looked... good. He hadn't expend it; he'd thought Rashak to be much more unpleasant. A spoiled male without an inch of maturity... and honestly he hadn't expected to find the male attractive. He was happy to be wrong in this case.<br><br>"My Lord, Rashak... my name is Indra. It is a pleasure to meet you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>03-04-2016, 05:39:36</strong>
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				He was gorgeous - Rashak had expected that - and the golden hue of his tail rivaled that of the jewelry that dripped off him like morning dew on a lily. He was sunlight and shade on the white sand dunes, and next to him, Rashak knew that he was either the oasis or the mirage. <br><br>Indra was unquestioningly, astonishingly beautiful. The gasps of the attendees as he revealed himself had proved that much. But that made him no less of a distraction than he'd predicted. Nay, he was more of a distraction than Rashak had predicted. If he were one of his cousins, he would spend day in and day out mating his royal concubine in increasingly creative ways until the Kardu arrived on their doorstep. <br><br>Now if his mind...if his mind were as beautiful as his exterior, that would be another story. Then Indra could be not only lover but confidante and confederate who could help him tackle the problem of the imminent Kardu invasion with grace and cleverness.<br><br>He seemed...well he seemed about as impulsive and revolutionary as the other royal concubines (which was to say, not at all), and though he wasn't surprised or disappointed at such a revelation, there was a part of him that found itself squashed by the utter submissive meekness of his 'present'. "A most beautiful gift," Rashak said finally, taking Indra's pale hands into his own and planting a chaste kiss on each center-knuckle, avoiding the chains and jewels before drawing the other male's hands to his forehead in a symbol of gratitude and acceptance. "The pleasure is mine," he murmured. He'd never been as vain and showy as his fathers or cousins, and that was evidenced in his modest words. <br><br>Behind him, his father Sitri beamed with vain pride. "Beautiful indeed!" He praised Indra's father, tail shifting with evident pleasure. "I believe Rashak's eloquence has been lost at the sight of your youngling." A faint jab at the fact that he'd not waxed poetic over the stunning gift. <br><br>"Indeed, Indra will serve our prince well and bear him noble heirs possessed of both unearthly beauty and unparalleled honor. We graciously accept this young naga into our family." Rashak nodded in acquiescence. The acceptance had been made - and if it were made by his father and not him, well enough. The 'excuse' that he was so taken with Indra's beauty that he'd lost his words was a clever one and saved him from having to stammer his way through his own speech. <br><br>Indra's eyes were green. Rashak noticed this, lined with black and gleaming from beneath kohl-smudged lids. <em>Beautiful indeed.</em><br><br>"Now that our prince has received his Hatching Day gift, I propose that we all feast and drink in his honor! While he gets to know his concubine, of course." Rashak nearly flinched at the suggestive statement, bowing after a moment and keeping Indra's slim hand cupped within his own. "Thank you, father," he murmured before escaping the festivities, his 'present' trailing behind, hand in hand with him. "I apologize for the..." he waved his hand once they were out in the antechambers headed towards the residential dens. "...for the pomp. My family thinks it necessary. You'll find I'm not nearly so driven by appearances and reputation. I have other things to worry about than entertaining nobility and family I'd rather not spend an excess of time with."<br><br>He flushed then, realizing that his behaviour must be unexpected at best and outright rude at worst. "I mean...if you're hungry, I can have wine and dinner delivered to our rooms for you. Let me know if there is anything you desire and I'll ensure that you get it." A pretty promise, one that would have meant other things by any other naga, but already the prince's mind was consumed with borders and treaties. "If...if you would prefer to wait to ah.... another night, perhaps... I have maps that I need to review..." <br><br>Gods, did he really sound as awkward as he felt? He really had no idea how to treat someone who'd been handed to him like chattel but was expected to be treated as an Honored Mate. He knew what Samsa would say - <em>"Take him to bed and seed him until your spend leaks out of his brood pouch!"</em> - and the notion, while attractive, seemed...wrong. Maybe Indra was mentally prepared to be his mate and sexual plaything, but Rashak was <em>not.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-04-2016, 22:23:27</strong>
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				Rashak's reaction was much more subdued than Indra had expected, and it only piqued his curiosity further. He'd been told to expect a grandiose speech and to be swept off his feet; for the prince to declare his pleasure and intent to mate before the entire community. It was a rather vulgar practice, but a public display of acceptance was an important part of the process that he had been prepared for. He hadn't thought to encounter a naga as composed as Rashak was.<br><br>The way the prince took his hands, so gently and carefully as though he might shatter into pieces; the way his knuckles touched Rashak's forehead in such a demure expression of acceptance. It was all so subtle, so pleasant. A small smile tugged at the corners of Indra's lips as he bowed his head once again, a strand of golden hair falling out of place to flutter in front of his elegant features. "You flatter me, Your Highness..." <br><br>His words died into silence as the king spoke up to the gathered crowd. Sitri played the part of royalty far better than Rashak, but that was hardly a problem for Indra. He disliked pomp and arrogance just as much as Rashak quietly did, but of course he would never voice such an opinion.<br><br>A modest chuckle slipped between his lips at the compliment to his attractiveness, curling his tail and using it to lower his upper body closer to the floor in a more formal bow as he was officially accepted into the family. The suggestion in Sitri's words was obvious, and Indra cleared his throat ever so slightly before he was encouraged closer once again by the prince. He rose up elegantly and followed his Lord and Master from the room, a slender eyebrow slowly lifting at the words that came from the prince's lips.<br><br>"Please... speak your mind in front of me, Highness. I would never break your confidence..." There was a slight lift to the end of his sentence, as if he wanted to ask a question but thought better of it. He wanted to know why Rashak didn't enjoy the ceremony of their meeting; perhaps they were more similar than their social status might suggest? But he held his tongue for the moment. Too many words could be dangerous in the presence of royalty, especially if this was some elaborate test of loyalty.<br><br><em>Gods, if it is a test... the prince is a fine actor.</em> <br><br>Indra mused, unable to prevent the smile from coming to his features at how <em>awkward</em> Rashak seemed. Perhaps he needed some encouragement, though Indra would try not to forget himself too much. <br><br>He moved closer, carefully rubbing his tail in a slow, sultry movement against the prince's. It was an intimate gesture, and he leaned sideways to rest his upper body against Rashak's shoulder. "I am quite alright, Highness... my body and my mind are ready to become yours. Of course... if you wish to wait, that is up to you..." Despite his words, Indra couldn't help but have his tail linger, and there was a decidedly seductive glimmer to his bewitching green eyes.<br><br>If Rashak had expected him to be passive, perhaps he would be rethinking his approach?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>11-05-2016, 20:28:06</strong>
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				He'd not known what to expect of Indra - a pretty pout that he'd not been praised lavishly by his Master or perhaps a demure acquiescence to whatever Rashak said would not be uncommon - but the lilting tones of his voice urged only Rashak's confidence and comfort. The lift to his voice hinted that Indra would question more, had something yet to say but he quieted himself, perhaps realizing that it was not his "place" to question his Mate. <br><br>In all honesty Rashak would have preferred questions over mindless submission. <br><br>Indra was far too beautiful for Rashak's comfort. The sliding of that golden tail against his own was slow and soft, a lover's caress that made his cocks pulse beneath his scales. The beautifully pale naga's shoulder leaned into him, and Rashak was decidedly aware of the cream color of his skin and how beautifully it contrasted against his own sun-darkened flesh. Indra was a pretty porcelain doll, enlivened with seduction and sweetness. Rashack swallowed thickly, eyes closing as he paused in the hallway, giving himself a moment for thought. Something he was finding difficult given the way Indra's tail twined with his own. His tail-tip twitched, and even as he turned towards the concubine, it stroked gently against Indra's with a tender sort of sweetness. <br><br>One clawed hand rose to cup Indra's cheek, as Rashak looked down into those devastating green eyes. The naga could slay him with merely a look, and that made him dangerous to Rashak's focus. The moment was long and considering. Almost, Rashak gave in to his desires, an impulse to grab Indra close and ravish him right here in the hallway tugging at his belly, but the threat facing his people was greater than any beauty. <br><br>"I have work that I must attend. Forgive me, but I'll see that you are comfortable and have an attendant fetch you anything you might need...." he hesitated a moment, a flash of guilt crossing his features. "It is not that you are not beautiful and desirable," he added to soothe any injured pride he might have caused. "But hatching-day parties and pleasure are the least of my concerns." And if Indra was anything like the boring, meek, good little concubines that his cousins favored, the pretty thing would sulk off to their rooms and leave him in peace. Without the distraction of a golden tail twined with his own. "My dens are at the end of this path," he gestured down a carved side-path, the way lit with softly glowing blue lamps. "You are welcome to explore them as you wish." <br><br>It was a dismissal, couched in graceful words of welcome. Such were the ways of the royal family. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-05-2016, 00:26:17</strong>
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				Indra would have enjoyed nothing more than for the Prince to abandon his notions of pride and politeness; he was not the sort of concubine to remain meek and silent through the mating rituals, nor would he put on airs for Rashak. From what he'd seen thus far of the other naga he was also not one to follow convention, and that spurred Indra to be a little bolder than he might otherwise have been. The way his tail slowly stroked up and down the tail of Rashak's was blatantly sexual, and his tongue teased across his lower lip in just a small show of eagerness.<br><br>"Mmm..." He gave a soft noise of pleasure as the clawed hand touched his cheek, his startlingly emerald eyes unflinching as they lifted to gaze directly into Rashak's own. That in itself was bold for a concubine, but would be overshadowed as Indra's tongue flicked out across one of the Prince's fingers. He thought that victory was surely within his reach - surely the other naga wouldn't refuse him when the desire was so obvious?<br><br>His lips parted slightly in surprise as Rashak made to dismiss him, his gaze flicking briefly towards the end of the path where the bedchambers were apparently situated. He had no desire to go there alone; his body was more than ready and his mind was eager...<br><br>"You are... not what I expected, Highness..." He spoke slowly, lips curling into a small smile. "I was told to expect a love of ceremony and obedience, but if I may say so... you seem to love neither of those things." His tail never once stopped in its teasing, and Indra lifted a hand to place it over his own chest.<br><br>"My body is <em>aching</em> with need... but if it your wish to wait..." He trailed off, his tone obviously attempting to lead Rashak into a much more pleasurable outcome.
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				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 21:13:40</strong>
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				Indra's eyes were too beautiful for them to be lowered demurely to the floor all the time, Rashak decided, especially when those emerald orbs gazed almost challengingly into his own. A flicker of a long tongue along his fingers had his cocks pushing at his scales as he tried to restrain himself. Indra's voice was a silky as his hair looked, and coupled with the seductive stroking of a tail along his own, Rashak felt himself losing the battle against his own lust and his new - and first - royal concubine. <br><br>It was the phrase though <em>"My body is aching with need."</em> that sent his cocks shooting out from their hiding place, the stiff members tenting his loincloth and making two damp spots on the white fabric, the cloth turning nearly translucent with his eagerness. clawed hands gripped Indra's waist and pulled the golden naga close, his tail twining tightly around his concubine as he growled with lust. "You...are far too tempting..." he purred, hips thrusting forward to push his covered cocks up against the place where he knew Indra's brood slit was hidden. <br><br>"And far too clever. I have no love of ceremony or obedience, and I think you fake the former quite well, and know nothing of the latter." Leaning close, he pushed their chests together, his tongue flicking to tease along the pointed edge of Indra's ear, golden hoops tinkling against one another as he disturbed them. "Somehow I think the only way to get my work done is to do it when you are too exhausted from mating to distract me." He bit sharply at the curve of Indra's pale neck with a heated growl, black claws digging into the soft flesh of Indra's hips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 22:26:15</strong>
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				The outcome of their encounter was decided the instant Indra had decided that he wanted the other naga; while Rashak was the one in command, the young concubine knew far better how to tease. The sudden, powerful scent of arousal filled his nose and he groaned quietly, his hips writhing in sweet anticipation as Rashak's clawed fingers gripped him so tightly. "<em>Aaah...</em> But it worked, didn't it...?" His voice was liquid silk as it slid over the prince's ears, caressing and encouraging and wicked.<br><br>His tail mimicked the other in wrapping tightly around Rashak to hold their bodies tightly together, his hips rolling forwards to rock his barely-clothed form against twin-cocks that were already heavy with desire. Indra's own body wasn't immune to their closeness, and he felt his own pleasure-shaft throb, scales sliding away to reveal his excitement.<br><br>"I can be obedient, <em>Master</em>," his words ended in a heavy gasp as he felt the long tongue trail along his ear, tipping his head back to expose the smooth column of his throat; an offering of physical submission, even if his mind wasn't so meek, "-but would that not bore you?" A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as Rashak's quite rightly guessed the dynamic of their relationship, a small chuckle echoing through the corridor before sharp teeth bit into his throat.<br><br>Indra moaned and shuddered, his arms wrapped securely around the other naga as he ran his tongue over his lips. "Such roughness... I didn't expect it..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 01:01:33</strong>
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				Once he was buried in the sweet scent of Indra's readiness, there was no going back for Rashak. Their tails were coiled tightly around one another, their bodies tied together in a hungry clutching that foreboded their imminent mating. <br><br>How shameful that he couldn't even make it to his rooms or his study to ravish his Mate. <br><br>He growled like an animal, shaking his head back and forth, teeth still buried deep in Indra's throat. Blood seeped out around the punctures, his tongue laving over the sweet trickles gently. "No," he groaned heatedly once he'd released the domineering bite on his mate. "Obedience would not please me. And if I am rough, it is your own fault for provoking me to this." Little though Rashak may have known it about himself, and in spite of his intentions to be a dutiful and tender lover, there was something far more hungry within him, bestial and rough that demanded full satisfaction. <br><br>Claws raked away his loincloth with visible impatience, and his cocks were exposed to his concubine, jutting proudly from his scales, each one long and thick, his pleasure shaft resting along the top of his breeding shaft. The pleasure shaft flared its barbs with eagerness, papillae dripping wetness to better lubricate their mating, and his breeding shaft was engorged with thick, intense ridges meant to stimulate ovulation in his mate. A clawed hand fell to Indra's pleasure shaft as it emerged from his body, thumb teasing against the weeping slit and fingertips toying with the shorter barbs of a breeder. <br><br>His other hand fell to Indra's brood-slit, claws probing against scales until he found the hidden opening, knuckles pushing inward against tight flesh. "Open to me," he purred, rutting both cocks against his concubine's belly has his hands worked to tease his mate into a frenzy. "They wanted me to breed you at the ceremony, but I'd rather take you here, where your cries of pleasure are mine and mine alone to indulge in." 
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 02:08:12</strong>
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				A low, guttural cry escaped Indra's lips as he felt Rashak shake his head, the teeth still buried in his throat tearing deeper with the violent movement. The blood was a shocking shade of red against his pale skin as it ran in a slow line down his neck and over his chest - taunting Rashak with its progress down the concubine's slender frame. <br><br>Indra couldn't have anticipated such a vigorous response and his body thrummed in response to what it needed; a perfect creature for royalty to breed with as he bowed to the sharp spikes of pain that throbbed over the bite marks. He shuddered when the prince released his throat, swallowing thickly and blinking up towards the other naga with pupils blown wide with desire. Both Rashak and the wall behind him were keeping Indra upright, and he held tightly to the prince's shoulders as a breathless chuckle came from him.<br><br>"Y-You... You like my teasing - I know that... Your cocks are s-so hard..."<br><br>The lengths were soon exposed as Rashak tore away his cloth, the sight and scent drawing a low moan from Indra's lips. His heart felt heavy and desperate as it pounded against his chest, a needy whine echoing across the halls as the prince's hand wrapped around his own pleasure-shaft. His tail shuddered, feeling suddenly weak beneath the other male's touch - when had Rashak suddenly turned so dominant? It was as though something had snapped in the prince's mind.<br><br>Indra liked it.<br><br>"Haaa- P-Prince!" He cried out, his back arching beautifully as fingers pressed roughly inside his slit, a visibly quiver running through his body. His insides were tight and wet; eager to be filled and fucked as he rocked his hips forward. "Oh, Gods above... I can't.... wait-" Indra managed to pull himself up enough to press his lips fiercly against Rashak's,&nbsp; all desperation and desire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stygia</strong> on <strong>01-06-2016, 02:37:08</strong>
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				Rashak met Indra's lips with a fierce kiss, teeth and tongue dominating his manipulative mate while his knuckles pushed in and out of that wet, welcoming slit that quivered around his fingers with eagerness. "Who do you think made them that way?" he growled, rutting his cockheads up against the damp slit where his fingers disappeared, knuckles pushing deep into that lovely wet passage as he readied his concubine for a rough mating. <br><br>He bit roughly at Indra's lip before licking hungrily at the trickles of blood running down his throat, spreading his fingers wide to stretch out his mate as much as his patience could stand before his cocks were nudging at the wet slit, pushing in, and fingers pulling out so Rashak could better grip his concubine's hips. Thrusting inward, the ridges on his breeding member tugged along the lower edge of Indra's brood-slit, roughly stimulating the other naga as he sunk in deep, hips smacking hard against the body of his mate as both cocks shoved in deep, spreading Indra's slit wide before he slowly slid out, his pleasure member's barbs stroking intensely along the sensitive passage of his mate. <br><br>"You asked for this..." he purred darkly, shoving deep inside Indra's slit once more, the force pressing his concubine up against the cold stone wall of the passage. "Didn't you, pretty?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Serpens Amantia {Khoraz and Stygia}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-06-2016, 02:46:43</strong>
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				A low moan met Rashak's eager return of the kiss, and Indra's tongue ran across the dominating one, sucking gently to further heighten the heat that flared between them. It was impossible to keep his hips still as they shuddered and rocked beneath the quick thrusts of almost careless fingers. Indra knew that his manipulations had been utterly successful, and he groaned&nbsp; when their lips finally parted.<br><br>Another bite of sharp teeth drew blood over his lower lip, painting the skin a bright red before attention returned to his savaged throat. The slender concubine arched into the touch, his own clawed fingers dragging angry red lines of desperation over Rashak's shoulders. A long, heavy whine echoed through the hallway as the fingers spread, stretching his slit wider in preparation for what was to come. "Aa-Aaah! <em>Both</em>...!" Indra's gasp of surprise ended with a heady cry of pleasure as the prince thrust forwards, his body bowing against the intense penetration.<br><br>Rashak's hands held him in place and his hands fell away from the naga's shoulders to instead press back against the wall. He jerked up and down against the smooth marble as the prince moved with hard, deliberate thrusts, and Indra could only cry out in delight at the intense mating. "Y-Yes! Gods, yes!" There was no shame in him as his slit grew wetter, slicker. His body ached for more and his own pleasure-shaft rubbed between their bodies as Rashak continued to breed him.
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