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Another day, and Cherri had gotten her hands on another brand-new grenade launcher. She couldn’t wait to test it out, and what better way to ‘pop the cherry’ so to speak on her fresh toy than to antagonize a certain pompous fool of a snake.
She found him evaluating the structural damage on a building they had fought over the previous week, taking notes while various Egg Bois scrambled around with measuring tapes and level lasers. Perfect, she thought. She was about to make egg salad all over the place.
As she steadied her aim, she started to hear a whistling, screaming sound in the sky. She didn’t have time to react before the impact hit directly behind her, throwing her from the roof where she’d been planning on sniping. After falling several floors, she hit the pavement hard on her arm, hearing it cracking as she was thrown end over end.
This couldn’t be right. Extermination day wasn’t for another three months! Wait… no, those weren’t angels coming out of the sky. She’d seen a meteor strike attack only once before, and it was no less terrifying the second time. Burning meteorites were striking the ground all round her. She tried to force herself to stand, but came down again on her knees, the severity of her injuries from the fall rippling through her spine. While not lethal in the same way an angelic weapon, they were incredibly painful if they touched skin, causing long-lasting burns that were almost impossible to treat with painkillers. She’d taken a scattering of the ashes to her arm, which alone was enough to bring a normal demon to their knees.
She was crawling, hoping to make it underneath something for shelter, reaching out as rocks smashed around her, scattering hot ashes on her back and face… when suddenly a chain wrapped around her leg, and she found herself being dragged across the pavement. Small rocks cut into her skin and rubbed abrasively against her, but when she was pulled underneath the safety of what remained of a ceiling, she was grateful.
“You… you?” she asked in confusion, surprised to be cradled in her snake enemy’s arms. He hefted her up and fled down the remains of partially collapsed stairs, followed closely by weepy and trembling Egg Bois. She found herself grabbing onto the lapels of his coat for stability, surprised how easily the snake could handle stairs. She’d been carried away from a meteor storm once before, but that time, it had been in the arms of someone she wanted to touch her.
She could still hear the impacts and smell acrid smoke as the snake pulled her to the far back wall of the basement, where they had the most overhead protection from the booming around them. “Miss Bomb, Miss Bomb? Are you conscious?” the snake asked. A couple of the eggs scrambled about to locate a few rags they could use to make a pillow.
“Why… why did you save me?” she asked in confusion, gritting her teeth against the pain.
“I have seen storms like these before, and I do not hate you enough to leave you out there to be burned to pieces,” he answered, hissing out the last s. “Don’t try to sit up. You’ve been struck in several places. I don’t have anything to treat your burns with. My medical supplies are in my airship, and only a suicidal idiot would run out there now. I can do something else to help you, if you permit me,” he said slowly, cautiously.
“If it makes the burns hurt less? Fine,” she said with a pained flinch.
He opened his hood. “Look deeply into my eyes and listen to me. Your pain is turning into light. You can no longer feel it as it becomes not pain, but just a bright white light. You’re gathering the lights up, and as you pick up the lights, the pain is going away. The pain is draining from your body as the lights float away. Let go of the lights.”
She was surprised to find that it was working, and it was making her tired. Her eye started to close as the snake was rocking her in his arms, cuddling her almost like a baby. Someone… someone special to her used to hold her like that. She could still see him in her mind, his one eye looking at her so kindly. That look, so soft, and yet so distantly sad. The sound of the crashing around her grew distant, letting her fall into a strangely silent sleep.
In her dream, she was running through a dark place. Her one-eyed friend was walking ahead of her. No matter how hard she ran, she couldn’t catch up to him. She was sobbing and holding her arms out, but she couldn’t reach him. She couldn’t…
She woke up with a start, gasping. Her jump startled the snake awake as well. They were still huddled against a back wall of the basement. “How are you feeling?” he asked, helping her to sit up.
“A dull ache all over, but… I don’t feel the burns,” she said in surprise. “What did you do?”
“Hypnotism can be used to relieve pain by blocking it from the brain. Unfortunately, it can also weaken mental barriers, and I seem to have hit a rough spot in your mind. You were calling out a name while you were unconscious.”
She felt incredibly unsteady, and nearly fell over. He had to catch her. “Is the storm over? Can we get out of here?” She didn’t want to talk about… that. Not with him, not with anyone.
“Unfortunately, a massive meteorite hit the stairs and destroyed them. I’m not tall enough to reach the first floor even when I stand as high up on my tail as I can, and when I tried to climb the wall, it started to collapse under my fingers.”
“We’re… we’re trapped down here?! Well, shit… why don’t we… throw some of your Egg Bois up to the first floor so they can find a ladder?”
“You’ve seen what happens when you throw them. Scrambled Egg Bois would be of little help to us.”
“What if I… um… sit in your shoulders and see if you can lift me high enough that I can get out?”
“How do I know you won’t just leave me trapped down here if I do that?”
“Well then, can you lift me high enough that I can pass the Egg Bois out gently?” she asked.
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“Whoa, steady boy, steady!” Cherri chidded, sitting on Pentious’ shoulders
“It would help if you weren’t choking me with your thighs!” he snapped in return.
“I wouldn’t be hanging on for dear afterlife if you weren’t wobbling!” she argued.
“Ow, ow, ow, easy on the hair!” he whined, using his hands to steady himself against the wall.
“Stop moving and I won’t have to pull it. Uuuuugh, we’re going to have to go with the plan to lift the Egg Bois up. I can’t reach the first floor even on your back. Can’t you go any higher?”
“Without tipping over? No,” he answered. He was on dangerously little of his tail as it was.
“Okay, egg dudes. Grab my hand,” she ordered. Pentious had to grab their hand with his, pass them up to her, and she had to lift them up to the point where they could reach the broken stairs and crawl up them to the first floor. “Find a ladder!” she ordered.
“Excuse me, but those are my minions,” the snake snapped.
“Fine, then you order them to find a ladder. We need a way out of here regardless of who tells them to get it.”
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They sat down to wait. As they did, Cherri noticed Pentious repeatedly rubbing his arms. “You okay?” she asked him.
“I’m… cold-blooded,” he informed her. “It’s a bit chilly down here for me.” As they waited, she noticed that he seemed to be deteriorating. He was swaying, eyelids getting heavy.
She sighed. “Here, move closer up to me, I can share some of my body heat with you.”
“Thank… thank you,” he sighed, sounding defeated. “You’re still hurt, though. You shouldn’t move too much.”
“Hey, you pulled me away from the burning rocks. Let’s just call this us being even,” she said, sitting next to him.
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After a bit more time, his head started to droop. He was cold to the touch. “You’re getting worse,” she said slowly. “What’s taking them so long?”
“I don’t have any ladders in the airship, so it is probably taking them some time to find one. You know they’re not exactly fast creatures,” he answered, his voice slow and heavy.
“Crap. This sounds like a trope but take your clothes off.”
“What?! I’ll get colder.”
“I’ll take mine off too to make it easier to share body heat,” she said, flushing slightly. “I’ll lie on top of you. JUST to keep you warm, and JUST to thank you for helping me.”
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“Feeling better?”
“A little, but still cold,” he answered. He was trying not to breathe heavily from the sensation of her large, round breasts pressing against him. The coldness of his skin had her highlights on, so to speak, and every time she moved, he could feel those erect nipples brushing against his skin. Combined with the knowledge that her exposed femininity was pressed against him between her legs, he was fighting with himself to keep his dicks internalized.
“How are you?”
“I’m not the one who is freezing, so I’m okay.”
“I meant… are your burns hurting? And… you… you sounded quite distressed in your sleep.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she snapped. “Maybe some… ah… physical activity would help warm you up?” She was surprised that a snake could look so… sexy. The curvature of his hips was more pronounced without clothing over the top. He looked so fragile, like she could snap his spine with one hand. Most of the broadness of his shoulders was created by wearing shoulder pads. His entire upper body was more delicate looking than she had expected.
“What kind of physical activity could we do while you lie on top of me?” he asked.
She stared laughing. “Oh, you really are hilariously naïve!” she laughed.
“Whaaaaat?” he asked, his voice turning into a whine.
“We can fuck.”
His face went completely blank with confusion. “You… want… to… fuck… me?!” he asked, each word becoming shriller until you could almost use his last word as a dog whistle.
“Lower your voice before you make my ears bleed. This is just to keep you warm as a thank you for helping me.” That wasn’t… the entire truth. She was feeling… needy. The memories his hypnosis session had brought back to the surface punched holes in what remained of her soul. She was desperate to fill them with something, even if it was snake cock.
“I… I… I would never be so vulgar as to engage in meaningless fornication for warmth…” he stammered. “And Cherri… I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you when you’re in a bad place mentally.”
“I told you, I’m fine. That little nubby thing coming out from under your scales certainly says otherwise.”
He was glad he couldn’t blush, because he would be if he could. “Well… maybe just… just for warmth!” he said quickly.
“Great,” she said, rolling him onto his back. “Hat off though, it’s creeping me out to have it looking at me like that.”
“What are you…?”
“I’m a top,” she answered, using the tips of her fingers to tease the nubs that were just starting to emerge from beneath his golden scales. “Damn, I’ve seen a lot of cocks, but never one that looks like… shhhhhiiiit, you have two dicks?!” she asked. The scrawny little snake with the thick hips had two big dicks to go with them. She would not have imagined he could be that large.
“You don’t have to scream it out!” he stammered, embarrassed.
“This is like something off a sci-fi sex shop,” she said, rubbing her fingers in circles around the tip of the right-hand penis. “If I were watching a porno I’d think you were special effects.”
“Could you… could you stop teasing me like that?” he asked, not wanting to make eye contact with her.
“Well, how about I tease you like this instead?” she asked, partially lowering herself onto him and then pulling back up. “You want it all the way in, or just the tip?” she asked, teasing him by brushing her slit against his cock again.
“All… all the way… in…” he finally agreed.
“Say it louder, I need to know you really want it!”
“All the way in!” he shouted, and she plunged herself down on him, filling herself with his cock, controlling the thrusts as she rode him. She was holding his arms down as she gyrated, his eyes fixed on the motion of her breasts as she rocked. Their sway was hypnotic in its own way. He seemed to have forgotten how to pull his tongue back in his mouth, as it hung out, dripping saliva as he breathed hard and stared at the arc of her full pendulums.
“Yee haw, pardner! Buck for me, bull!” she panted. “You can do better than that, can’t you?!” She was fucking him hard, taking every inch of him inside her, trying to fuck away the memories. They weren’t bad memories; but they had attached themselves to other memories that were not only bad, but horrid. Memories she detested. “Come on, move those hips, I’m trying to warm your muscles! And not just your vocal muscles,” she taunted, as he was moaning loudly with each thrust. “Grab my ass,” she ordered him, moving her hands up around his shoulders. “Grab my ass and hold on like we’re in zero gravity and you’re the only thing holding me down.”
“… That’s oddly specific,” he grunted, but did as he was rold. The very tip of his tail was pounding violently against the concrete floor. The eyes on his tail were rolled up, like they were trying to make their own orgasm face. Even if it seemed strange, having him hold onto her with all his strength... it made her feel safe. Almost... almost loved.
“Harder, hold harder! Scratch me! Make it bleed!”
“I don’t want to aggravate your burns!”
“Stop being a pussy and fuck me like a man!” she screamed. “Damn, damn, I’ve never fucked a nub cock before. I’m going to need to get a bumpy dildo after this, fuck. Put my tits in your mouth!” she ordered. “Suck me, suck me hard!”
He wrapped his tail around one of her legs as they continued pushing against one another, her supporting her weight on his hands, one of her breasts filling his mouth as he whined in pleasure. She focused on the yellow and black of his scales, flashing in the low light. Just think about the light and let go of the pain. Wasn’t that what he said?
She finally climaxed, and the sensation of her pulsating around his cock along with the sound of her voice as she howled brought the snake to finish shortly after. They hadn’t exactly brought condoms, so he came deeply inside her. The way her eyes rolled up and her tongue lolled out was both comical and the most arousing thing he’d seen in a long time.
“Sh… shit, that’s not a cock, that’s a fire hose! Damn, you trying to punch a hole in me?!” she asked, collapsing against him.
“At least we’re both warm now,” he answered between gasps.
A few moments later, they heard scratching near the entrance to the basement and scrambled for their clothing. They had just managed to throw everything back on when the Egg Bois finally managed to drop a ladder down for them.
“Sorry bossman, it took some time to find a long enough one.”
“I certainly found the long one,” Cherri whispered, causing the snake to look away from her sheepishly.
They finally climbed out of the hole, covered in dust, but glad to be safe. “You should have someone professionally look at those injuries. My hypnotism isn’t a replacement for proper medical care, but it can supplement it,” he said.
“Thanks for the advice, but I can take care of myself, Edgelord.”
He sighed. “So, we’re back to normal? Fine. But… Miss Cherri,” he said, slowly taking her hand. “I’ve also lost before,” he said quietly. “Don’t do this. Don’t try to fill the hole with meaningless things. You’ll only end up…”
She punched him hard in the face, almost throwing him back into the hole. “Ow,” he cried, rolling over and holding his face, his split lip bleeding.
“Don’t you fucking tell me what to do,” she snapped, throwing a bomb over her shoulder as she walked away. Pentious and the Egg Bois scrambled away as she left, her fast walk turning into a run. She was trying to run fast enough that she couldn’t feel the tears on her cheeks.