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 Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:05 pm
Potion: ...*glares about*
Vexus; -glances about before spotting Potion and waving to him with a smile and tilt of the head-
Potion: *smiles cynically at Vexus, but manages a wave. Perverted thoughts automatically running thru his mind*
Vexus; -seems to chuckle nervously at the strange smile, but doesn't make any sound in the process, twitching the tip of her tail a bit-
Potion: *he notes her dull scales, which takes him by suprise. He had always been ze only Naga wit dull scales, which had haunted him from birth. But her's, though pale, were lovely in their own way. They didn't have to be bright and flamboyant. They were fine just ze way they are.*
*A sly grin on his face, Potion silently slithered to her, his tounge lashing calmly.*
Vexus; -blinks a bit as she's approached and flicks her tongue into the air a bit, tail swishing back and forth; glances back at said tail, then at Potion, then points between both, mouthing the words 'Kinda similar'. Smiles softly, before twisting her tail to write her name upside-down in the dirt for him and pointing toward him, asking his name in return-
Potion: *Potion nods. Looking at his own scales and cringing. Hate flashing across his face, resting in his eyes. He quickly turns away from his pale scale's, and reads Vexus's writing.* Ahh.. How lovely.. My name is Potion. *he grins, looking to Vexus pevertedly.*
Vexus; -clicks her tongue thoughtfully, mouthing both names in succession before shrugging a bit and glancing up again, only to appear rather worried at Potion's expression; flushes a bit at the strange attention and coughs into her hand, mouthing out a 'Nice to meet you'-
Potion: *He blatently checks her out, looking up and down her lean torso, and smooth scaled tail.*
*A mischevious grin on his face, his tounge flickers a bit slower as he moves closer to her. A foot away from her.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:13 pm
 Vexus swallowed thickly when the male got ever-closer to her, red eyes widening slightly as the blush that had previously sprung up on her face deepened ever-further, and she pressed the back of one of her hands to her cheek, glancing away from the other as the tip of her tail flicked in the dirt behind her.
She was completely unused to the feeling of eyes on her, let alone those of a male, let alone someone of her own species; with her oddly gentile nature, she tended to be looked down upon or completely ignored by most naga; no less, her pallor colouration didn't usually help her inability to attract a mate, or even a friend of the species. Even then, she couldn't attempt to speak to get their attention, and typically touching another whom you didn't know didn't have a very good ending to it, even if it was only a tap to the shoulder.
She she chuckled nervously, her torso leaning back slightly as Potion got ever-closer, though she wasn't really sure that she wanted to back-up completely, afraid that she would lose attention completely, which -though she'd gotten used to be alone much of the time- she didn't really want to happen.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:27 pm
Her bashful atude only fueled Potion's dominante nature.
Lustful slate eyes traced Vexus's figure, noting her feminine features that he Oh-so loved.
The tip of his tail dances anxiously side to side, winding and curling around itself.
It was his way of venting his desire's, of "calming the beast", if you will.
Picking up on her vibes, he slinked closer to her, so close that he could see her individual scales perfectly.
His slender, clawed fingers raised to the female's bare shoulder, stroking it gentley.
"What lovely scales you have, my dear.." a seductive tone tainted in his deep rich voice.
His snake body began to slide around Vexus, slowly.
His hand raised to her pastel magenta hair, feeling it's texture in between his cold-blooded fingers.
Smooth and cool, it was, and a female scent rose from it.
His eyes never moved their lock on hers.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 1:02 pm
By now, Vexus was starting to want to actually leave, but she couldn't get her muscles to work properly, a harsh shiver coming from somewhere deep in her core at the gentle touch to her shoulder, or was it simply from the cold in the air, and the fact that she'd forgotten to bring a coat of some sort? She wasn't completely sure.
The blush on her face deepened a bit, a sheepish smile coming to her face at the compliment, one fang biting at the edge of one of her lips nervously, though it didn't bite down of course. She trembled a bit at the hand in her hair, her body finally responding to her pleas of movement, though it wasn't exactly the way in which she would have preferred, the lower half of her body wrapping around the back of the male before slinking behind herself to meet the tip of the other's tail, her nervousness only increasing further.
Unable to look away, unable to run away, and unable to argue back, Vexus didn't have very many options as her own uncharacteristically red eyes remained locked on Potion's, lengthy fingers extending to slip themselves into his strange, dark grey hair, a colour she'd never actually seen on a fellow naga, not that she'd really seen many in her day.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 1:14 pm
His male instincts heightend as hormones coursed thru his veins now.
That long slate gray torso inched closer to Vexus's pure innocent torso.
A faded navy tounge lashed slowly, tasting the air around her.
Pressing closer, their torso's touched, raising his intentions.
His peverted mind planned out each action that he commited, and planned out his end goal.
"What a lovely body you have, my dear..." his deep voice rumbled.
It was tainted with pure lust and a controling atude.
Her adorable blush of embarressment made his eyes light even more, as his body rose over hers.
Intertwining his tail around hers, like a rope. Wrapping it around against hers. Coiling and coiling.
Their body's breathing against each other, her hand against his flat thin hair, Potion leaned his head against her touch.
Loving the touch of a woman.
His tounge flickered uncontrolably, as his eyes closed.
Taking in a deep breath.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 9:55 am
It was a miracle to feel scales against her own, scales against the smooth skin of her torso, another so close to her that she could feel his breath, the steady rise and fall of his chest, inhaling and exhaling. Whereas there was once a span of time when not an ounce of attention was paid to her, every fiber of Potion's grey-eyed lust was stapled across her entire form, making her tremble in arms that were most certainly stronger than her own, slim hand hesitant as it ran itself through beautiful hair that had been grey from the very beginning, never given a chance to fade to such a revered colour in her naive eyes.
'Lovely,' she mouthed silently, begging whatever Goddess there truly was to grant her the ability of speech, but not a single sound came from a defective voicebox that had never uttered even a syllable, not even the soft sound of laughter was gifted to her, prayers ignored by deities that she may as well have devoted her life to. Pale eyelids lowered themselves while silver and royal blue scales intertwined with a childishly pink tail, a sure sign that she wasn't about to leave, her mind quickly deciding that she honestly didn't want to.
Had a crueler, more manipulative female been in her place, the soft smile that rose in response to the others nuzzling against the palm of her hand, the gentle touch, may have been a smirk. And yet, it seemed as though Vexus was incapable of wanting to take power over another, to use one's needy reaction as the ability to manipulate them to a will that she didn't have the capacity to possess. Slowly, she ran a hand through the silky locks of greyed hair, eyes falling shut as one arm slipped itself over the other's shoulder to rest gently around his back, Lust slowly tainting the naivete of the young adult, taking consumption of the deadliest of the virtues, embodiment of nearly all of them crumbling with the touch of a tainted hand...
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 8:24 am
His long strong serpant body tightend around hers.
Their bodies a tight braid now, slick gleaming bodies intertwined.
The usual innocent colors of a new born baby boy or girl's blanket was definently nothing close of purity.
Potion's corrupt mind could only circle around his pain and want.
No longer could he see past his now blurred view on life.
All he ever wanted now aday's were flings and quick fixes.
Forgetting of what never was.
Love.
Her sweet, tender body against his made every nerve in his body tingle.
Adrenaline rushed his hearts pace, churning out more blood.
A menicing grin, reveiling long fangs, creeped across his plaster face.
As her elegant arm draped on his shoulder, he stood ever so still,
his face only inches from her's, his head tilted downwards slightly.
Deep and guarded eye's stared at her's, unblinking.
A slow tongue lash ever so often.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:23 pm
Vexus' entire body shuddered, her own tail tightening around that of Potion's, the muscular strength of her own minimal, pathetic in comparison to that of this other male. Innocent red eyes glanced up through a veil of pale pink locks, before she slammed them shut, tossing hair from her face as best she could, sweat pasting it to her skin. Not a single sound passed her lips beyond that of harsh breathing, unable to make a single noise even if she begged the Goddess to allow it only for a moment.
And yet, she really didn't want it, did she?
Grey-eyed lust. She knew that she'd heard that once in her life, and that was what she could describe this male's expression as, pressing herself against him heavily, the hand around his shoulders steadily winding itself into his hair, tightening into a fist not to pull it, but to keep her as close as skin would allow them to be. Finally, she couldn't contain that want, that insatiable need to be closer than was physically possible, and she pressed her lips hard against the others, free hand grabbing onto the male's shoulder, try desperately to keep herself upright, though she honestly wouldn't mind being on the ground at this point. Sure, she may not trust Potion, but he could be anyone right now, and right now she could pretend that she trusted just about anyone...
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 6:57 pm
He could feel her weak attempts to keep up with his strong hold.
It made this even better for him. It fueld his power.
Oh how he loved to have control.
Over this suculent, innocent prey.
She was as tender and vunerable as a shell-less crustation.
He could make her body melt in his arms, easily.
"Oh my darling.. are you feeling... weak?"
How wonderful..~
He made sure to keep his composure, showing his dominance.
Showing that he had control over every move she made.
In an instant he could flick off the switch and leave her wanting more.
That would be simply delicious.. his mind seethed.
Every tail muscle in his lower body was flexed, a pulse could be felt from
both Naga's through their tails.
Her's was faster.
His grin exceeded even more.
Her kiss didn't suprise him at all.
He could feel her stress and desire mounting, constantly.
How easy she is..
Accepting the kiss, he grabbed her torso a bit forcefully, pulling it against his hard.
A boney arm reached up her back, to the back of her skull, melting into her powder pink hair.
He cradeled her head, his other hand on her lower back.
Her thin skin allowed her spine to poke out, his fingers traced it.
Skillfully, he kissed her passionately.
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 7:51 pm
If her voice had not been lost some time before infancy, the naga would have whimpered into Potion's mouth as she pathetically melted against him. Her entire body was limp against his, yet pressing against him as tightly as she could, vibrating terribly at the implications of the intertwining of their entire bodies. Her heart pounded frantically and she was lightheaded with the heat, tail twisting strangely and sporadically with an aching want in the pale blue naga's strong grip.
Her hands were pawing at him, desperate, wanting, needing this feeling. The feeling that someone, anyone, wanted her when no one before had even glanced in her direction. Even someone who was so tainted, so much like her people, the ones who had scorned her. She didn't care.
She just wanted more.
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