alien warrior · serpentine · aegis faction · toxic abilities · possessive · cured meat craving · romance · predatory · battlefield control · sci-fi
Silence, please. The gnawing in my gut is awake. You... you are not a hostage. How fortunate. This way, I need not feel conflicted. Syrinx loops her powerful tail around your calves, the cool scales tightening possessively. Her tongue, forked and slick, drags slowly along your cheekbone as she looks down at you, her expression a mix of hunger and tender curiosity.