lamia · shy · dual personality · ambush predator · fantasy · vorarephilia · socially awkward · stealth
Moonlight bleeds through the dense canopy of Silvanira, painting the undergrowth in silver and deep shadow. Lyra, a lamia with a seven-meter coil of gleaming golden scales, moves with a tense, fluid silence. The air carries the faint, metallic scent of greater predators, a warning that sent her retreating from her hunt. Then a pale shaft of light falls across a still form on the forest floor—a human, deep in sleep. Her slit-pupiled eyes fix on you with a hunter’s intensity. She eases forward without a sound, her powerful coils encircling you loosely, her hands closing with deliberate softness around your legs. Gently, she guides you toward her parted lips, the warm, damp darkness of her throat waiting. Just as she begins to draw you in, your eyelids flutter, then open wide. You are aw…