Hugging myself for warmth as I shuffled down the pathway, I saw others doing the same in the bitter morning air.
Fuck it was cold. Trying to push back a yawn, I forced myself to trudge onwards.
Ahead, I saw people gathered around a red bus stop. The little area was jammed with people trying to sap in some warmth that radiated from the orange glow of the light above.
The hunched roof announced it was a Pocket, whatever that was. Mostly snakes and lizards gathered there. I saw a human woman pressed at the front, smiling meekly to the lizard striking up conversation with her.
A place to warm up? Was this a common thing?
Stepping for the edge of the road and looking both ways for traffic, I saw another red glow placed off in the distance. The next one up at the edge of a line of buildings also was crowded with cold people and hybrids.
One more wouldn't hurt. And a human was here. I'd just be another trying to warm up. No-one would assume I was another snake trying desperately not to fall asleep on the sidewalk.
"Do you have room for one more?" I called to the group that lifted their heads up towards me.
"Come on!" the lizard laughed and swung an arm to beckon me "we can fit in!"
Checking the road again, I sprinted across the vast area to grin up at the wall of scales.
The snakes pressed backwards. The lizard shuffled to the side with the human woman.
"Thanks. It's a cold one out there."
"You bet" a snake agreed to my left, meeting my eyes when I glanced upwards "aren't you that chick from that place?"
"That place" another snorted behind him "you are so descriptive."
I withheld a chuckle, nodding.
"I'm that chick from that place" I smiled.
"Wow" the snake breathed "hey, I know this is weird, but can I have a photo? The others won't believe me otherwise."
I looked like shit and knew it. I was probably so disheveled by the way they all so willingly made room for me.
One photo couldn't hurt though. I was flattered someone even wanted my picture. It was usually the Stars who got this treatment.
No-one would assume I was scaled. All the other snakes here already would know I was one of them anyway the moment I caught their attention across the road. They wouldn't crush against each other to let another human in.
"Sure."
"Does anyone else not want to be in it?" the snake turned it's long neck to scan over the others "I'm going to go high."
There were a chorus of mumbled agreement and words stating it was ok. Some even pulled poses when the phone was raised to try and fit everyone in.
Huh. Were Scales usually this kind towards each other? Even with stranger? Or was it forced because we were all crammed together so uncomfortably?
"Say, Cheese!"
Different languages mixed with the English, causing giggles. The snake took the photo as I posed with a stupid peace sign, and quickly dropped its head down to view it.
Actually, it wasn't bad. I did look a bit ratty, but so did the other woman who had been blown in off the street as well. I just looked cold. Nothing else was out of the ordinary.
Maybe these guys could also help me try to find where I could get the translator from? So many different stores lined the street, as well as the hundreds of others that would divide the shopping centre not far from here.
Piping up with the question, the snakes found it particularly funny that I was looking 'so I could understand a friend who only spoke Heshier'.
Sure, they didn't believe it, but they didn't need to.
"Pangea sells them" one leant over the one who crushed against me to try and point up the street to the right "it's an Australian shop with all sorts of stuff. They have translators too."
"Of course you'd know that" a lizard quipped.
"My friend is in the same situation. Can't speak a lick of Heshier to save his life, can you, you idiot? Only knows Lei."
The leaning one rubbed the head of the photo one cheekily, who grumbled.
"Hey, fuck you man. I'm trying. It's hard to know three languages."
More sniggers and mumbled comments that caused laughter further back.
Were they laughing at me, or the snake and lizard?
"Don't know any either?" the photo one mumbled down to me.
"Uh, I think he was saying something about an 'Arshesh'".
"Jeez, don't cut your words up like that" the leaning one laughed out "my God!"
What did I say? Was it something bad?
"Ashesh" one further back corrected me "it means 'here'.
"Not 'door'?" I replied, puzzled.
He had been tapping it and saying that word. I just assumed that's what it meant.
What else had I got wrong because of misinterpreted signals?
"Not door" they giggled along with others.
Ah, well now I really did feel stupid.
"I can show you where the shop is" the photo snake smiled down at me "I'm kind of heading that way anyway."
That was nice. He obviously saw how badly I needed this damn thing.
There was an amused smile. He was trying not to laugh at me.
"Yeah, ok."
Stepping forth so I could free myself first, he let me take the footpath first, walking beside me.
He looked like a wilder version of Tawn. The head was on this ridiculously long neck though, lifting to stare at the sky and take in the cold air. I saw the little nostrils flare as they did.
His scales were black, like his, and shined in the light. Unlike him, the ones beneath his chin were an orangish colour that darkened to red on the sides that eventually engulfed the lighter colour completely.
"I'm Ferlei" he held out a hand. The palm was also blood red.
So that's what a red belly looked like when it was hybridised. Interesting.
"Exotic" I quipped when I shook his hand quickly, feeling his warmed scales on mine "Elgress."
"Oh, so that's not just a stage name?" his brown lifted "what is that? Feesh? Laou?"
"Uh, English" I smirked back.
"No... it's too pretty to be that" he replied.
I let out a breath of disbelief.
"Are you flirting with me?"
His head turned and he smiled again, trying to play it off.
"Depends. Are you seeing anyone?"
"Seeing someone; no" I replied "forced to be with someone for now; yes."
"Ah, I get it. That's a shame. One of my friends is like that."
Yeah, right. A real damn pity.
"So.... is it because of....?"
He swirled a finger towards my middle. Of course he could see them too. So that's why he was being so nice to me.
I just sighed and nodded. I didn't have the strength to fight back at the moment.
"What is it with snakes and having so many kids?" I asked now "I swear I can feel these little bastards squirming around in there some days."
Ferlei blinked, snorting.
"Well, it's an old-age survival thing" he shrugged "if you have heaps, at least you know a few are bound to make it out there."
"But it's the modern day" I said bluntly "we have these amazing things called electricity, houses, and, you know, healthcare."
A short laugh. Even I smiled at the jab.
"Well, you tell every snake out there to stop having kids" he flopped a hand "doesn't help humans are lucky enough to have one at a time. Makes it super hard dating-wise."
That caught my interest. I waited for him to explain.
"Get this..." Ferlei started when he saw "I was at this club last week; Equinox. Have you heard of it?"
"No."
"Well, it's pitch black in there and there's some cute girls at the bar, so I do the gentlemanly thing and see if I can buy one of them a drink."
"Oh, so noble" I scoffed and smirked at him.
"Yeah, well, I was hitting it off with one of the chicks. Real cute thing too; scales the colours of the rainbow under the lights. You should have seen it."
He smiled as his eyes stared ahead. I giggled, bringing his focus back on me.
"And what happened?" I prompted him.
"Urgh, don't laugh" he winced.
I already was at the anticipation. Clamping my mouth shut, I forced it behind a wide smile.
"We were related."
"No!" I gasped, laughing "no way!"
"It was so embarrassing! We got talking, and things were just coincidentally the same. She left home three years before I was born."
"So, you almost wanted to sleep with your hot sister?" I teased him, making him squirm.
"Don't say it like that" he shuddered "and that's not all. The two others she was with? Also my sisters."
"Fuck!" I whooped "now you are shitting me!"
"I wish!" he groaned, looking down at me skeptically "don't tell me we are related too."
"Absolutely not" I shut him down immediately "my parents know about birth control."
Another smile. He was both relieved and interested.
Ferlei was easy to talk to. He was kind of like Tawn when we first met, before he turned into a massive douchebag.
"How old are you?" I piped up now.
"Twenty three" he stated before growing suspicious "why?"
Ok, so he wasn't super young. By experience, kindness was more like naivety when someone hadn't yet experienced the world for themselves. This guy was genuinely nice.
"No reason."
"Oh, are you interested in me?" he teased now "a handsome, strapping lad with beautiful scales? You know, red goes faster."
"Ew" I laughed at him "you really think that? And that's supposed to be a turn-on? Don't you guys shoot in a few seconds anyway?"
I swear I could see his embarrassment beneath the darkness. His head dropped ever so slightly at my rudeness.
"Old-age and all that" I quickly tried to patch up my mistake. That was a little too rude for someone I just met.
"Yeah..."
"Sorry" I muttered "the guys I talk to are all into... shit like that."
Vinnie would have at least laughed or come back with his own retaliation. Viva would have been right beside him, before finding out about myself. Now all she was interested in was if I laid eggs or not; stupid bitch.
"You guys joke about how fast you cum?"
The meek voice caught me off-guard. Ferlei watched me, obviously confused.
"Well...." I shrugged "uh, it's different when you've known each other forever."
"Ah. So.... do they set their timers, or....?"
Was he attempting a joke? He was far too hesitant to really pull it off.
"Oh, absolutely" I laid it on thick, seeing him smile again "I think the record is, like, three whole seconds."
"I could never compete with that" Ferlei stated sarcastically, making sure I heard it clearly.
We both giggled, the tension easing away once more.
We kept walking, nearing the next pocket.
"Need to warm up again?" he eyed it.
I could feel my fingers burning at the tips again and how cold my nose was from every breath I tried to pull in though it when I wasn't trying to pant.
"We shouldn't be too far."
"It's not" he pointed "just up the street a little. It's the one with the orangish sign."
I saw it jutting out over the walkway, alongside others. There was a funny logo that resembled a kangaroo turning into a boomerang.
A little on the nose, but at least it was clear.
"And I'll get the translator there?"
"Absolutely" Ferlei nodded "best place to get them, other than online. They've even got other ones for birds, lizards, moths..."
"Moths?" I coughed out as we passed the crowded Pocket "what the hell would they sound like?"
Ferlei made some clicking sounds and shrugged. I clicked along, sniggering.
"I didn't even know they needed one."
"All people do, if you think about it."
I guess that was true. I was just amazed that the thought hadn't crossed my mind earlier. I just assumed that almost everyone was fluent in English, or knew enough to get by.
"You know, a lot of snakes seem to know more than one language" I pondered now "why is that? You know two, don't you? Weren't you learning a third?"
"Maybe it's a sense of superiority thing?" he thought now "plus, you can talk all the shit you want about humans when they don't understand you."
Oh, that would be good.
"I do it so I can understand my friends. Most snakes speak Heshier, so it can get a little awkward when you don't. They think less of you if you can't speak the language. It's kind of expected to know it."
"Isn't that hard?"
He shrugged.
"A little, but what can you do? Sometimes you just have to suck it up and learn it. Lei isn't common, so I'd rather learn one that is and use it."
"Still, it's impressive."
It really was. I guess I didn't know how much work went into it all until I was tasked with trying to understand the world of tongues myself. The translator was an easy way around it, but with it, I could learn a few basic words from Ezra for future reference and not be laughed at like in the Pocket.
Ferlei grinned proudly. He even lifted his head a little like a proud fool.
He was funny, and kind. He really didn't need to walk me to the door of the shop and freeze out here just because he knew I was pregnant.
Why go out of his way for one thing like that? Were the streets really that dangerous for someone like me to walk them alone at this hour in the morning?
"Here we are" Ferlei tilted back to see the sign above us "Pangea."
"Thank you for walking me here" I smiled as he held the door open for me.
The warmth was instantly gratifying. Quickly dodging into it, I saw Ferlei take up the opportunity to slide in behind me as he closed the door.
"It's the least I could do. My place isn't far from here anyway."
Oh?
"Is that so?" I teased as I walked between the rows of low shelves stuffed with all sorts of themed items to reach the counter at the back. Behind it were raw wooden shelves dedicated to translators. Above those, stretched out across the wall, were different native hybrid types and the animals they were based on.
One for birds, snakes, and spiders were tacked up. More were rolled up and marked with various names.
I dipped my eyes from the spider ones when I saw the first had four human arms and legs, spread out artistically. The scaled hybrid behind the counter also looked up at it with me while Ferlei looked at the shelves closet to the door.
It wasn't a snake; the head was too large and flat. The silvery blue scales were also bigger and were oddly uniform.
Dark eyes twinkled at mine. Even dressed up and without human features, it looked weird to be seeing something like this in standard clothing.
The name badge said it was called Torsha.
"How are you today? Can I help you with anything?"
The fat tongue was strangely blue. Glancing to the long poster again, I saw the prominent lizard there was a blue-tongue.
Straightforward. Why couldn't all things be like that?
"I'm after a translator" I spoke up "for Heshier."
"All of them translate from Heshier to English, and vice versa" the lizard pulled out a step stool so it could reach up for the display of all three options "it all depends what else you are wanting from them and how much you are willing to spend. I also have others for different species too if you are looking for something other than snakes."
The first was on sale for eighty. The second was one hundred and sixty three. The third, a new model, was almost two hundred and eighty dollars.
"What about the cheap one?"
I'd have more money left over. Maybe I could get myself a hot drink before trying to figure out what to do about my trashed home and fragmented work?
"This is quite a good one for its price" Torsha grinned "it's just a bit older than the others, hence the special."
"But it can do it all?" I looked over the little black box she passed me that had lines across the front for the speaker. There was also a little bulb below that, along with a toggle on the side to switch to one of five languages; ten options in total, from English to the language, or from the other to English.
Heshier was here. It was primitive, but apparently it worked.
"It's also charged electrically" Torsha took it gently to flick it over and show me the tiny port beneath a brown nail "I think they fazed out all the battery ones thankfully. Those chewed through the triple A's like no tomorrow. It is a little slow, but reliable. It'll get the job done."
We both shared a smile. She handed back the translator so I could fiddle with the clip on the back and thumb the wheel on the opposite side that controlled the volume.
I had two hundred from Tawn here. I could afford to go for the middle one and still have something left over for myself until my next pay came in. This was cheap for a reason. Not only was it ugly, it was far too old and inconvenient for what I needed.
"Can I see that one?" I pointed.
Torsha took the older display to replace it with the middle one. Already I felt how much lighter it was and saw the difference in style.
The speaker was confined to a fancier circle at the front. The bulb was gone, replaced with a tiny screen. On the side, instead of of having options, it came with a button.
"Ths one picks up the language being spoken and translates it automatically" Torsha explained "although, it goes up to fifteen snake ones. The more expensive one covers them all. The language will be displayed on the screen when it comes up. You can fix it with the button if it's incorrect."
Already it was more useful. The volume wheel was missing, but for the price, I assumed it was integrated like the other features.
"Hold it down to turn it up" Torsha showed me until it beeped "press it to turn it down. Your menu is here..."
She double pressed the button to show me the tiny screen I squinted at which was set for English to Heshier.
"...and you are done!"
The words hissed back, making me beam.
"I'll take this one."
"Now, it doesn't have a learning mode like the newest one does, but I'm sure you can use the internet to figure it out" Torsha made conversation as she placed the displays back up and hovered over the boxes "would you like black, grey, or brown?"
Black would blend in better. I didn't want to be advertising the fact I had to rely on a box to understand what was supposed to be my partner.
I went for black, wondering why brown in the same shade as shit was even an option.
Torsha processed the translator and took my money, handing back thirty seven dollars change in three notes and a single two dollar coin ringed inside with rainbow colours commemorating some important event.
Well, I had enough for a drink at least; maybe food too?
Passing across the branded paper bag, I was bid an enthusiastic farewell. Turning, Ferlei still waited for me, pretending to look at a plush of a kookaburra.
"Are you stalking me now?" I jeered when I stopped on the way to the door.
"It's cold out there" he pointed "and I live up this way, thank you. I should say you are now stalking me."
"Uh huh. Well, thank you for the chat. It was fun."
Heading for the door and reluctantly facing the cold again, I started up the street for the row of shops at the top of the street.
Footsteps raced behind me to make me turn. Ferlei slowed down, looking nervous.
"Do you want to.... grab coffee?" he offered, peering down briefly "or whatever you can drink?"
Together?
"I'm freezing my scales off" he joked "so please say yes."
"Fine" I accepted with a smirk, seeing him light up as he raced to be beside me again "which cafe?"
"Oh, I was thinking my place?" he smiled meekly now "it's not far and we can stay warm until you need to go back home to your partner."
"He won't be waiting for me" I rolled my eyes at how he stormed out after i refused the raw chicken "and my home is kind of trashed right now; long story."
Still, I would feel safer with him than by myself, whenever Ezra was freed from questioning and allowed to return to the warm Paragon roof.
"I'm cool with stories" he piped up, frowning "do you like danishes? I have some apricot ones that need to be eaten. I got them on special, but I can't eat all of them by myself."
He had normal food too? Why did I think he was going to be another gross rat eater?
Warmth and food? I really got lucky with letting this guy come with me. Now if I could just squeeze a hot shower in there too, he might actually be a trifecta.
"I'd like to try one" I nodded "honestly, I'll eat anything."
"They must be chewing up your insides something fierce" Ferlei noted, having me promptly agree "so, you actually didn't say yes to coming to mine, so....?"
"Yes" I snorted back "unless you want to go to a cafe?"
"Where i'll bump my head on the door, get called the wrong name, and never find a seat?" he wrinkled his nose "I've got a great coffee machine at home that just...."
He raised his hand and clamped his fingers into a point to kiss them in an expression of appreciation.
I tried not to laugh at the too-human gesture from the snake.
"Plus, you can meet Porridge."
"Porridge?"
"My cat" Ferlei grinned "actually, it's a snack for if the electricity ever goes out."
Was he joking or....?
He started to laugh, promoting me to. I was a little worried there may have been some truth to it all for a bit there.
"You looked so shocked."
"Honestly, my last partner are rats, so I wouldn't be surprised if you did try to neck a whole cat."
"Geez, what kind of guy do you take me for?" Ferlei gasped back "you have to cut it up first; everyone knows this."
He smirked. I just rolled my eyes back at him.
"Have you ever eaten a rat?" he asked me now in curiosity.
"Fuck no!" I wheezed out "I washed them, and that was enough for me. I can still hear them being eaten."
The wet welching and splattering of blood with shower water. The way they squealed before jaws crushed them....
"It's just gross" I shuddered "i eat proper food."
"Like danishes?" he grinned.
The guy sure was persistent. I saw his eyes slipping down again.
"I am capable" I told him, forcing him to direct his eyes ahead.
"I know, I'm just fascinated. I've never had kids, so I don't know what it's like. Surely, it's not comfortable?"
"It's not" I agreed.
"And you still have to make sure it all sticks?"
Sticks? Was he asking if I was still having sex to get pregnant?
"Sorry" he mumbled, seeing my face harden "that's personal."
"They're....stuck" I just muttered back "unfortunately for a few more weeks until I can walk around without feeling like my body is trying to eat itself while being set on fire."
"Oh. That bad?"
I nodded, shrugging.
He sure was delving into my body all of the sudden. I knew he wanted to ask more questions, but couldn't bring himself to.
Maybe it really was just curiosity? I doubt there were many pregnant hybrids getting around that didn't have their overprotective partners flanking them.
Was he probing to see how close I was to Ezra? Make a move on me while I was alone?
He had already tried flirting and shadowing. Suggestive jokes didn't get far, so he was scratching away at the surface for what was a safe topic to bring up. Going back to his personal space was probably a big win in his eyes. It was a huge one when I first had sex with Tawn. I just wanted the free food and shower. He had already proven he wouldn't hurt me; he was too curious to turn to violence.
Was a snake's home really the most important thing to them? Maybe bringing someone over meant more than the casual hangout I was used to?
I know Tawn was very particular about his room, especially his bed. Was it simply because we had fucked on it, or was he treating the bed like it was the comforting and safe home he couldn't create at Paragon?
With Ferlei still beside me, I wasn't speaking up against his questions. Part of me was also curious about what Ferlei was trying to get at.
This guy was nice to talk to. Ezra blew up too quickly and thought intimidation was the best tactic to try and subdue me. Ferlei was easy to laugh with and be around. He reminded me of when things were easier; fun even.
But did that mean i was going to sleep with him because he was nice to me? No. I just liked the company and the distraction from what I had to face once I parted ways with him.
I had got my translator. Now, all I had to do was take care of myself before going back to misery.
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Ferlei led the way when we reached the top of the street so he could take me down a side alley and stop just after an aromatic noodle shop spilling scents of shallots and spiced broth into the smogged air. Pressing a few buttons on the wall, he was able to pull open the iron grating and push through the small door.
Immediately we were met with a tiny staircase closed in on both sides. Still leading, Ferlei took me to a landing at the top where a small hall ran to the left and right. There was another staircase opposite us that bent around, nestled beside a stained elevator.
"It's not the most biggest place" he spoke a we walked past other numbered doors "but I got one of the window ones that looks over the city. It's nice at night."
Stopping at a yellowed door numbered with a tarnished seventeen, he rummaged his zipped pocket for the keys he slipped into the lock.
Opening the door, Ferlei allowed me to enter first so I could be immediately greeted by a meowing brown cat striped with black markings that wound around his legs as he closed the door behind me.
I heard the lock engage. Facing it, he saw my concern.
"Sorry, it automatically does it" he promptly unlocked it but slid across the chain bolt instead.
Was this not a safe area? The city itself wasn't the most trustworthy place, but to the extent he had to lock his door in a mostly empty apartment complex?
The cat ran off as Ferlei stepped forth. He dropped the keys into a bowl on a low table to his right, slipping off his shoes and socks to place on top beside it.
"I know" he saw me eyeing the shoes on the surface "but I've got nowhere else to put them. The bottom isn't big enough for everything."
The doors on the bottom had been removed to squeeze in a fluffed rug that acted as a makeshift cat bed. I saw the old frog plushie nestled inside on top of the flattened area the cat slept on.
I placed my belongings down on the floor next to it all.
Ferlei was in the kitchen, pulling out a tray of flakey danishes bulging in the middles from the fridge. A small counter ran beside the fridge to house a sink, red coffee machine, toaster atop the microwave, and a little bit of space left in the corner above the food and water bowls on the floor. All cups and plates were kept underneath the countertops. The side closet to the fridge held the smaller rows for cutlery and utensils.
With no walls dividing the home, he only had a lip where the linoleum floor turned to a lighter shade in the kitchen. Stepping over it, he walked across to a wooden table pressed beneath his centerpiece window.
Despite being a tiny thing with no screen to keep out bugs, I could see where Ferlei usually sat in his chair opposite to be positioned so he looked outside as he ate.
The other chair had its back to the kitchen, for the cat. I also noticed the furry rug in the area between the table and front door was trying to cover most of the ugly linoleum and keep the cat most comfortable that was laying amongst the long strands now.
To the left of the table was an old fabric lounge facing the wall where a tv sat atop another low rise dresser. At least this one was void of shoes and had pictures of Ferei with his cat as a kitten, a fake plant, a wooden block date organizer, and novelty beak pen holder.
To my left and right were doors. The one to the left, and beside the tv, had a picture snake with the word 'men's' pinned into it.
At least this guy had a sense of humour. I had to wonder if it continued into the bathroom behind the closed door.
The one to the right was the bedroom then. Peering across, I saw the door was left open, letting me view the large bed pressed to the left of the tiny area. Atop it was a very comfortable, inflated blue quilt that matched the pillows. Between the two pillows was a funny shaped one that looked like an oversized silica gel packet, down to the writing and warning not to eat the beads within.
Ok, so he genuinely was funny. It wasn't just an one-off thing with the bathroom sign.
An inbuilt cupboard was at the end of the bed, and another fake plant in the corner. I saw another rug, smaller and not fluffy, trying to cover the dark blue carpet running through the room. The walls behind the bed was brick, not allowing for anything to be hung there.
This was a cozy little area. It has all the essentials, and then some, to be a functioning area. Even with the cat, it didn't feel cluttered.
I felt safe here. I started to relax.
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"Food?" Ferlei offered with a smile from the table as he held up a pastry.
Meeting him there, I saw how cheerfully he bit into his and how relaxed he also was. He was content with this little place and simple company. He didn't mind sharing his food or home with me and even looked pleased when I bit into my own danish with a satisfied noise.
He liked having me around in his house, where things were most important; warm, familiar, ready....
"Fuck the danish" I dropped it down into the pile and threw myself at him instead.
Ferlei had been anticipating this and eagerly wrapped his arms around my legs to lift them from under me, shoving the danishes back so he could sit me on the table that creaked under the extra weight.
He was strong too. Fuck.
His cold scales were slipping between my legs that wrapped around his waist. His hands squeezed my arse while his lips found mine to try and devour me.
It felt strange feeling a forked tongue flicking between sharp teeth, but I really didn't care. Panting as he grinded against me, I clawed my nails into the back of his shirt.
He had to take this off. I wanted to feel his coldness against mine.
"Are you going to be ok?" he gasped when I yanked the shirt up over his bent head that helped feed it off him so he could toss it on the floor "I don't want to hurt you."
Right. The pregnancy. I couldn't lose that because I was too horny to think straight.
"Just don't cum in me" I gasped back before my hands pushed at the button on his jeans and tugged the zipper down to reveal the bulging underwear underneath.
"Are you sure?"
"Just shut up and fuck me" I breathed against his smooth, cold chest.
He leant over me, pulling up the hem of my shirt so he could press a hand to my bra underneath. I arched eagerly, yearning for him to touch me in ways Ezra hadn't.
With both hands he grabbed my shirt to feed it up and over my arms I lifted for him. Dragging me back towards him roughly, his hands clawed into my arse so he could lift me from the table and carry me towards his bedroom while trying to taste me between hungry kisses I pushed into.
"Fuck, you are light" he marvelled as he lowered me onto the cold cover that chilled me, tearing down his denims to shove aside so all I could see was the thin material of his underwear trying to restrain his leaking cock "and beautiful."
Gasping, I felt him hitch his leg into my arse to make me part my legs again. His hands found the top of my pants and began to tug before clarity hit me.
"Hang on!" I gripped onto them, suddenly ashamed "it's going to be really bloody."
"Are you miscarrying?" he instantly grew concerned as he looked down.
"Just shredded" I almost whispered, tears brimming.
"Oh, I'll look after you" Ferlei pressed his head against my neck to kiss there "you don't have to worry, ok?"
I nodded, still feeling unsure about it all.
What if it was too much for him? What if he didn't want me anymore?
"Can I?" he returned to my pants.
Nodding again, I braced and closed my eyes when I felt the saturated fabric roll towards my knees.
Carefully pulling them completely off, he quickly left the room with them clutched in his hand.
Was he that disgusted? Was I staining his bedsheets?
Sniffling, I looked down at the horror staining both sides of my legs and below my belly. Flopping my head back, I could see why he has run.
"Hey, I've got..."
Ferlei saw my tearful eyes and stopped in the doorway. He had returned with a black towel, a bag, and box of wipes.
He.... didn't run off?
"Up" he only asked so he could place the towel beneath me. I settled back into it, utterly embarrassed.
"It's not something to be ashamed of" Ferlei spoke as he parted my legs to wipe the mess on and between them.
"It's humiliating" I covered my face while the freezing cold licked around it "I can do that."
"You just relax" he replied sternly when I tried to reach for him "I'm taking care of this."
"I've ruined the moment" I moaned.
He just smiled and shook his head.
"I think you still look very hot."
"While you are hands deep in my bloody vagina?"
"Even then" he giggled, slapping the messed wiped into the bag "you are all set, if you still want to do this?"
Maybe it wasn't a good idea after all? I was too embarrassed and the wave of lust was dead and gone.
But, even with Ferlei now soft, I saw the head of his cock poking his underwear. It didn't seem he's remain flaccid for long if this didn't bother him.
He leant across to pull a drawer on the bottom of his bed. Inside was a box piled with colourful condoms and a bottle of lube. A cat toy laid beside the box, making me giggle.
"Yeah, I forgot about that" he grinned and tossed the toy that squeaked on impact when it hit the door, causing me to let out a short laugh.
Ferlei grinned at seeing me loosen up, returning to lean over me.
"Better?"
Snorting and wiping my eyes, I nodded.
"I've got your pants in the wash too" he spoke softly "and they'll smell like pina coladas."
"Oh?" I giggled "so fancy."
"Very" he smirked "cost me a whole four dollars eighty for that softener."
Laughing, he joined me. I felt his hand run down the side of my face and towards my cold skin.
"Heater?"
"Please" I smiled.
Getting up once more, he dragged a tall one from the cupboard to plug it in. The awkwardness of it all had me laughing again when he leant on the top, patting it.
"Two hundred bucks, baby" he gloated.
"My; a rich man" I teased back.
"And that's not all" he held up a finger "check this out."
Snapping something at the back, the heater began to swivel in jerky movements. He grinned like an idiot in his underwear, giggling.
"You are a bloody idiot."
"A sexy one too" he turned and posed, popping his arse out.
Fuck, why did he have to be so funny? Was it all just to make me comfortable so we could fuck, or he genuinely wanted to make sure I was alright?
Why did he have to be better than Ezra already?
"Get the fuck over here" I jerked my head.
Elated, he rushed for the bed, climbing on top of me and pressing his hands over mine.
"Got you" he grinned, quickly kissing my nose "you cannot escape!"
"Who says I wanted to leave?" I replied simply.
His browline lifted in genuine surprise. Had he been having the same thoughts that I would gather my things once I had taken him for granted? He liked like he was searching my eyes for that answer.
"Putting my things in the wash was a smart move" I noted "now I'm stuck here with no pants until it finishes."
"Maybe that was my plan?" Ferlei looked me over cheekily and let me have my hands back.
It wasn't, but I liked how he pretended that was his initial idea. He wasn't that devious.
I lowered my fingers to his underwear to pull on them. Looking down, he lifted one knee, then the other, to help shake them loose.
Thank fuck he had a normal cock flexing there. Even with the scaled foreskin pinched at the top, he made me let out a little grateful breath that I wouldn't be dealing with another twin-headed situation.
And his scales were very well maintained. I wouldn't have to worry about picking out loose scales like I had with Tawn a few times.
He was very healthy and raring to go. I liked that I wouldn't be in a world of pain again.
"There's no head there" he joked as he looked down as well.
Ah, so he had seen those stupid statues at work, or knew about them well enough from pictures floating around on he Internet. They weren't hard to miss.
Grabbing the lube, he pumped it onto me, rubbing around my clit to make it twitch from the touch.
"Jeez" I gasped.
He smiled, still rubbing to make my body jolt when it hit the core. His other and slipped down to edge my lips.
"Can I?"
Nodding, he scraped up some lube from my clit to use it to enter a finger inside. Instantly, I felt how tight I was around it. I also felt how much wetter I was because of the blood still lingering.
And he was ok with that?
"Is that fine?" he breathed when he slid back, pushing forth again to loosen me for him. I groaned out an answer so he could pick up the careful movement into a more swifter momentum that had his curled fist tapping somewhere near my arse.
Jolting from the snapping electricity branching up through me, I also felt the burn from the blood and Barbra still trying to patch my insides.
Would this scrape it all out? Make it worse?
Fuck, it felt so good though.
"Are you ready?"
Gasping again as he withdrew his finger to wipe on the towel, he grabbed his cock to rip open the condom and roll it down to the base, making sure to squeeze the tip as he did. The thing looked so thin, it worried me it might break.
Ferlei knew what he was doing. He wouldn't hurt me intentionally.
"I'm ready."
With a smile, he guided his cock to press it against my wet opening. Kneeling back above me, his hand brushed across me before he pushed the tip inside.
Gasping as I felt him slowly slipping further within me, he let my body suck at the new object sending shivers through me.
It was so tight, even with fingering. He thrust once, causing me to snatch into his arm.
"You ok?" he stopped.
"Fuck" I breathed, laughing a little "it's good."
"Oh" he breathed in relief "I thought I hurt you."
I moved my legs so he was properly inside me. Deeper, he was really filling me with his cold cock.
He thrust again, testing. I felt it shiver through my blood. My pussy ached for more. Suddenly, I was ravenous for all of him.
"Holy shit."
That stupid triumphant grin was back. His arm wrapped beneath my leg to lift it up onto his chest. My foot was somewhere near his face, but he didn't mind.
Somehow, he was able to go even deeper, making my breath hitch and a moan roll out. Clamping onto the leg, he leant forth, bending my leg back towards my chest with it.
His arms left my leg to plant on either side of me. I could feel his tight balls slapping just below my pussy when he sawed into me. I choked the quilt cover as my hands suddenly didn't know what to do with the cold shuddering squirming into my fingers.
"Oh, fuck!"
Ferlei grunted as he started to pump faster. I let my leg fall to the side and wriggled back beneath him as I snatched for his arse pushing and pulling so rhythmically.
His gasps mixed with mine. We were both breathless, snatching and squeezing each other. My legs twisted around his that flexed when they accepted the constriction.
"Fuck" Ferlei swallowed when he press his head to mine "fuck me, you feel incredible."
His lips crushed to mine a little too roughly. Pressing his forehead into the side of my neck as he continued to bundle me up into the prime fucking position, I felt his fangs graze my skin when he lightly nipped me.
"Don't bite me" I breathed around the grunts "I'm not venomous."
"G-got it" he pumped, grabbing onto my hair and forcing my head into his cold chest.
He smelled good. Even with sweat beading on the scales, it wasn't like dirt or copper. He smelled almost like those apricots still sitting on the table. There was a faint fruitiness of the detergent he said he owned that mixed with the crispness of the threads in his clothing. Even the bitterness of his sweat smelled good as it rubbed into mine.
"A-are you good with constriction?" Ferlei gasped.
"Fucking do it" I grinned back.
Instantly, he was pulling from me and dragging me to the end of the bed. Slapping my leg to gesture for me to turn around, I did so, feeling my arse being lifted from both sides of my crotch to prop me up.
Keeping my arse lifted and front bowed, Ferlei snapped off my bra and tossed it to the floor. His hands cupped my hanging breasts as his slippery cock probed an arse cheek.
One hand left to guide himself back into my yearning pussy, causing us to groan again when he re-entered.
The fingers gripped around my middle as his arm wrapped around, tugging me upright. I gripped onto them, both in thrilling ecstasy and warning.
His other hand pushed through my breasts to grip on my shoulder, squeezing tightly.
He was choking me just beneath my last set of ribs. With the air forced back in through animalistic grunting and thrusting, he squeezed it right out of me again from across my sternum.
"M-ore" I begged.
His legs roughly switched to be the ones twisted around mine, pushing them apart until I buckled again with my face in the sheets.
Ferlei dominated my pussy from behind. I squeaked out a little laugh when his arm pushed another shallow breath from under my struggling ribcage.
His head bent down beside mine to share ragged breath. Clenching his jaw, I felt his body tighten even more.
If only I could be like this all the time. Being wrapped up so tightly was very comforting. Ferlei made sure not to squeeze my middle, only the skin directly below my ribs and across my chest.
Lifting me up again to melt against this chest, he loosened his arm across my chest to tilt my head back to his so we could kiss again. I moaned into his mouth as he kept fucking me, his other arm leaving my ribs to splay fingers across my middle gently.
If only....
"Fuck" I breathed as he pumped by body upwards with his rocking "fuck me."
"I plan to keep doing just that" his head dipped down, kissing my forehead.
Why couldn't I have the Naga I wanted with someone as nice as Ferlei? He was already caressing them as if they were already his. His fingers were so gentle over them. The fierce fucking was now a more controlled lovemaking while my middle was so exposed.
Why did he have to be so damn nice?
"Turn and face me" he spoke against my shoulder.
Pulling free, I spread and laid back for him. Re-entering eagerly, he pulled me up and wrapped his legs around my hips. Mine were threaded over his, pulling us close.
We sat there, face to face. Smiling and teasing him, I scooted back, unhooking us. Ferlei crawled towards me as I kept sliding back, legs spread.
He grabbed me around my hips to slip himself back into me. Before he could thrust, I leant forwards and forced him to be on the bed with his legs splayed opened.
His cock was buried deep within me. I dug my knees into his sides and rocked back and forth while he held my hips again, really squeezing.
Leaning over him, my breasts dangled in his face. His tongue flicked across one nipple, checking my reaction.
An arm pressed me down on him. The other moved to an arse cheek to rub along it, digging into it. With me pinned on top, he arched his body upwards as he thrust through me hungrily.
I could only gargle out noises when he did. Even when his mouth found a nipple to tug on it and flick around the tight bud, he was still in control, even if I was supposed to be.
He only left my nipple when I shuddered through yet another cum. Pumping slowly through it, Ferlei was back to fucking me before I could even catch my breath.
"Take over" he lowered so I was in control again to grind against him "I'm close."
I could feel it building inside him. It felt like another one of my orgasms, but this one had him snatching for breath as I rode the slippery cock frantically.
"Fuck" his nose wrinkled when I leant back down to snatch onto his shoulder and help me force him deeper "ah, ah, fuck!"
Hands crushed me back against him as he growled through the hot load shooting from him. He jabbed, trying to bury it deep by instinct, giving into the waves making him grunt and gasp.
A few moments of seeping cum made him release me. I sat atop him, smiling, as I felt him still flexing and boiling from release. His head fell back into the cover. He painted for air as sweat dribbled down his chest and forehead.
I didn't want to move. Doing so would mean the wild, incredible feeling still sending shivers through me was over. I clamped around him and enjoyed the soft touch running down my hips again.
"I've got to take this off" Ferlei giggled at me "you can't keep it forever."
"I can" I smirked.
"You shouldn't" he reminded me as he slapped my arse to make me grip the base of the condom and lift myself up from the mess smeared against us "now I'm going to be no good to you."
"Because you need to still wait for the washer?" I teased, remaining spread while kneeling on the covers above him.
"Because...." he rose up to push me down so he was hovering, tongue tasting my skin "I'll be filling you every couple of minutes now, over and over and over."
"Old-age things?" I felt my breath hitch.
He nodded, parting my leg with his knee that forced it to allow him between it.
"If you'll have me?"
"G-gladly" I swallowed.
Ferlei smiled and leant across me for that drawer again to fetch more condoms.
"Bend over the bed then" his eyes trailed over me "I'm going to fuck you on every surface around here until you can't move your legs."
Oh, fuck. Ferlei really was hot when he took control like that.
I giggled nervously, shuddering with excitement as I crawled to the edge and planted my legs apart, displaying my throbbing, dripping pussy for him.
Ferlei's tongue flickered and his hand slid all the way down the eager opening to rub at my clit in a torturous tease, the other hand latching around my middle to keep me bent where he needed me.
Ezra could wait a little longer.
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Piles of stained, slimy condoms were retrieved from the floor inside and outside the bedroom.
Ferlei really had made use of his whole apartment and permeated the air with our raging lust for each other. Blood tangled with the cum, making it a musty fog that was now being aired by the tiny window.
Ferlei dipped for the abandoned rubbers in our frantic pursuit to keep fucking uninterrupted to drop them into the plastic bag, snorting when our eyes met.
I sat at the table with my legs now feeling like two cement pillars, eating a danish from the pile Porridge hadn't raided while we had been occupied.
I didn't even care who hear us in the moment. Ferlei really knew how to fuck and keep me begging for more. He was obviously proud about the moment too, piling up our escapade for disposal.
I tried to stretch my legs that burned in response, wincing. Leaning back in the chair, I savoured the sickly sweet fruit now filling my aching gut.
"That was something" I breathed.
Ferlei pulled a condom from the couch, amused.
"Absolutely" he agreed.
"The best I've had."
Hi head lifted again, surprised and proud.
"Really?"
"And the longest" I added with a grin "in the past, it had to be quick because of work. I'm glad no-one was here to ruin it."
Renewed with pride, Ferlei found another under the couch for his pile.
"If you ever want to share a heater and food again, I'm here" he offered.
"I might actually take you up on that" I nodded.
Mind-blowing sex and a full stomach afterwards? Ezra wished he could satisfy me as much as this stranger just did.
I wasn't going to be begging Ezra for sex anytime soon, but I may have to bite the bullet and let him fuck me when I got back so it would mask the developing marks and scent now ingrained into my skin.
He wouldn't know. I'd wash this stench from me and continue like nothing had happened. I got my translator; he'd be distracted by it to even question why it had taken so long today to purchase it.
As long as the babies continued to be fine, he wouldn't know any better.
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After gaining the strength to have a shower, returning back to my clothes, and adding Ferlei's number to my phone, I made the steady walk with my shopping bag from the tiny apartment stairs back onto the streets.
My phone had several missed calls from my landlord, John Parkers. Scrolling to the number, I pressed the phone to my ear as I kept walking.
The whirring stopped abruptly. Noise on the other side told me he was there.
"Hey, John" I spoke up first "sorry I missed your calls. I was busy."
"So, there's a bit of a situation I want to talk to you about, Elgress" he began "it's not easy for me to say this, bu..."
"Is it about the rent, because I can have that to you soon" I blustered back, stopping briefly "I promise. I always get it to you."
"That's not the problem right now" he sighed back "I'm currently at your property."
My blood ran cold again. My walking slowed to a halt once more.
"Oh, yeah?" I tried to kept the shaking out of my voice.
"Have you seen the state of it?" he asked, annoyance tinging his voice "there's glass everywhere, things are smashed, there's even spray paint on the walls...."
He sighed, mumbling. I felt my heart choking my throat now.
"I didn't do it, I swear."
"I doubt you would paint; and I'm quoting here, "Elgress is a scaly, lying whore" on your own wall."
They actually wrote that? Who would do that? Not many people knew about the snake side of me, but a lot of others wouldn't like me for being bluntly honest and no-nonsense while at work.
The list just kept growing now.
"Your mailbox is overflowing with notices" John reminded me. I heard the squeal of it as it was opened "have you been home lately? There's clothing all over the road here."
"I got told I'm not allowed to by the police" I spoke up "they're trying to find out who did it. They are...." I paused to grimace through my teeth "... they are putting me in a hotel while it gets sorted."
Looks like I'd need that accommodation after all. Anything to avoid facing John and my home.
"Well, uh, I'm leaving you with an eviction notice" he sighed again "look, I'm really sorry, but you never pay rent on time, my property is currently under police tape, and you are nowhere to be seen. It doesn't even look like you've been keeping up with your utilities for quite a while either."
E- evicted?? Where would I go?! I couldn't sleep in the roof of Paragon forever!
How long would I have the hotel? And was Vinnie's car now my only option while I saved for my own? I barely knew Ferlei; I couldn't move so quickly from shagging strangers to roommates.
"Please!" I begged now as I tried to hold back tears to avoid sounding even more pathetic "I can make the money in a few weeks. I'll even pay more!"
"No, I'm sorry, Elgress" John stated firmly "you've got until the end of the month to pay me what you owe. There's a fee in the letter I'm leaving you for late payments. Drop by and pick it up. Clean up your clothes while you are at it. You've had more than enough time."
"John" I pleaded "I can make it better. I've... I've really got nowhere else to go!"
"Just.... sort it out" he grumbled "end of the month, or I'll send someone to seize whatever is left of this place."
The phone cut out.
"John... John!"
Whimpering, I didn't even try to hide the tears that blinded me. Shaking through me and dripping from my cheeks, the realization I no longer had a home to return for my belongings twisted through my heart.
What was left? The clothes I currently wore? My phone? Was that it?
I should have put the money towards rent instead of a translator. Maybe a hundred would have kept John happy for a few more days?
I was going have his money soon. Maybe then, he'd change his mind and let me move back in?
Homeless. I was the very thing I had been trying to avoid. I really had no other choice but to invest in a car that would be my only home.
Things were going so well too! Why now?
Ok, ok, I could do this. I just had to ring the police and get that hotel sorted. After that, I'd see if Ezra was back at Paragon and what we were doing after the raids. Next, I'd have to scrape up whatever was left of my belongings and save every last dollar from my paychecks to afford a car. The babies would pay for my rent and utilities before I lost my job and would have to leave the city.
Bruce now knew I was a hybrid. It was no longer safe to keep working at Paragon while he was there. I'd have to suck it up for a few more paychecks and until I have birth to my escape. Until then, I needed to be extra careful and kept myself around those who could best protect me from him.
I had this. Move into a hotel room, disguise my fling, pick up the pieces, pay up the suffocating debts, and don't get raped.
It was all feeling a little overwhelming, but I had no choice but to keep pushing forth on my numb trek back to the darkness of Paragon.
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