Heating Up

"Lamias are known to be able to sense magical power in others, and that this sense comes in the form of internal warmth. This can alert them to the presence of either a powerful foe or a worthy mate. Whether this system is for defense or attraction is still being debated at the time of this writing (although my personal opinion is that is for mating purposes)." - Arcology of Rare Magical Creatures, Carol Zooflit.

Ciaran Xanderson is my OC.

Extra tags: snake-girl, lamia, blowjob, tonguejob, missionary, vaginal, anal, pegging, tailfucking, creampie, cuddling, post-sex-cuddling.
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Wandlight flickered along the stone passage, lighting up words in an ancient-but not uncommon-language. Shoesteps echoed around the narrow hallway, though they were muffled by a thick layer of dust. A male figure stepped through the darkness slowly. A right hand held the wand aloft, lighting himself more than the way forwards.

His rather pale skin contrasted slightly with his light-grey tunic, a darker shirt underneath. His black trousers and bracers blended into the darkness slightly, but his ashen shoes light up by comparison, especially with the purple laces. An equally purple "C.X." sat on the left side of the tunic, identifying the figure to those who knew his initials: Ciaran Xanderson.

Ciaran stepped cautiously. He hadn't come across a single undead, demon or other foe since stepping foot in King Longwith's tomb. That either meant this would be an easy job (yeah right, like that ever happened), there was something stalking him, waiting for the chance to pounce. or there was a really tough enemy waiting at the end of this place.

The wizard entered a small chamber, but with no coffin in the centre he knew it mustn't be the central room. That was okay-he wasn't looking for the central resting place. A strange sound reached his ears. A strange hissing. Like someone had put a bunch of seeds into a wooden box and was shaking them around. It came from his right and he pointed his wand at a corner. He saw something shift behind it.

"Who's there? Are you ally or foe?" The wizard asked loudly. When nothing happened he spoke again "Keep hiding and you're giving me more reason to blast you when you come out."

There was a brief pause, filled with the kind of silence that presses on the ears.

From behind the corner emerged a lamia. Brown and black scales covering her lower body in a pattern. A solid-golden bra covered her rather large breasts and a faded purple cloth was tied around her waist. She spoke with a slight whisper to her voice, and Ciaran had to concentrate to hear what she said. "I am Alexia, and I am the warden of this tomb. Many years ago, my King asked me to watch over his resting place. You are trespassing."

"I'm just a travelling wizard." Ciaran reasoned, lowering his wand slightly. "That's all."

"Don't be modest. Your magical power is... well, it's gotten me pretty warm." She answered, wafting a hand at herself. Ciaran had forgotten that little detail about her kind. "So what is it that you seek?"

"Knowledge." Ciaran answered, before deciding to elaborate. He put his wand into it's holster on his left arm. "I heard that King Longwith perfected a modification to stamina potions."

She stammered slightly as she answered. "And how-how do you wish to p-pay for this knowledge? You have a choice of-" But her composure was clearly slipping. "A choice of... Oh, forget it! I've been watching you since you came in, and you've gotten me so... so hot! I'll give you access to his whole library if you let me play with the wand I can't see!"

Wow, it was that easy? Ciaran started to wish his other jobs and quests went this smoothly.

He took off his shoes before pushing his trousers and underwear down his legs. It was warmer than he'd expected in the chamber. He hoisted his tunic and shirt over his head, and the lamia bit her lip slightly, looking his hairy body up and down. Her eyes particularly lingered on his cock; though it was flaccid, it was still quite thick.

Alexis slithered over to him and took his hand. She led him into a modest bedchamber lit with candles. The scent of violets entered his nostrils and he breathed a little easier. Ciaran saw that her tail had hooked his clothes on it, bringing them into the room. She placed them on the ground gently and guided him over to the bed. He sat down on the edge and felt her tail gently rub against his cock before pulling backwards.

The lamia pulled a string on the cloth covering her lower self, and it fell to the ground. Her bra fell to the ground with a snap of her fingers, displaying an average bust. Her breasts were big enough to jut outwards but too small for a titfuck. However, her nipples were already hard, and she pinched them after noticing his gaze.

"Hmm... You're not covering your face or blushing..." Alexis smiled, slowly moving to him. "This must not be your first time with one of my kind."

"Oh, it is. Let's say I'm used to making love with 'different' women." Ciaran chuckled.

The lamia looked a little surprised, but her thin lips curved into a smile. "It sounds like I've got a benchmark to set then..." she commented, taking his cock in hand.

Her palm felt soft as she stroked his cock, lowering herself until her mouth was level with his crotch. Without waiting, the lamia's lips wrapped around his tip and gently sucked. Her forked tongue teased his slit lightly, licking up and down. He found himself already biting his lip, but a suck from Alexis had him open his mouth in a moan. She smiled to herself in answer.

"Ah... that feels so good..." he sighed.

"You think that's good?" Alexis' smile had turned mischievous "Watch this..."

Her tongue wrapped around his shaft, stretching down to his halfway point. She began to massage his shaft with her tongue and he threw his head back in rapture. Her hand wrapped around his sack and his pleasure only grew as she squeezed gently. Her lips wrapped around his tip as her tongue stroked him and she continued her sucking.

"Ohh... Fuuuuck..." the wizard moaned.

Her tongue wrapped a little further down his shaft, squeezing tighter; a feeling matched by the increased pressure on his sack. Her mouth also descended a little way past the tip, followed by her tongue stretching nearly to the wizard's base. The lamia repeated the action and Ciaran let out another moan.

Now Alexis' tongue stretched to the very base and she seemed to enter a different state of mind. Her tongue stroked faster, her hand squeezed a little firmer and her sucking became much quicker. Ciaran felt himself leaking pre at her motions. She certainly knew how to use her unique anatomy for this kind of thing...

The lamia's tongue retracted from around the wizard's shaft and she began to stroke his length, lubing it with her spit. "Mmm... Tasty... So, how do you want to fuck me?" She asked.

Ciaran thought for a second. "Lay down. I want to take you missionary."

The lamia smiled and obliged him, laying on her back. He got onto his knees, straddling her upper tail and taking either side of her waist in his hands. It felt a lot drier than he'd expected-he'd never touched snakeskin before. His cock brushed against her pussy a few times before he pushed it downwards and he prodded her entrance. After a few testing and teasing pokes, Ciaran pushed forwards and the tip broke into her.

Her gasp of pleasure turned into a moan as the wizard slowly pushed himself forwards. Alexis' pussy was tight and wet, and surprisingly warm for a reptilian. It felt so good... But a few inches before he reached his base, he realized she'd bottomed out. She couldn't fit anymore of him...

"Ah... start going... I'll stretch out..." Alexis panted. "It's just been... a while..."

"You sure?" Ciaran's eyebrow had raised "I don't want to-"

"My kind... are tougher... than we look..." came her answer "Now... stop worrying... and fuck me."

The wizard pulled back to his tip before thrusting back into the lamia, her tightness clenching around him in pleasure. He found that a little bit more of his shaft entered her tightness, and a little more of her juice coated his cock as he pulled back again. And so he began a slow paced rhythm of pushing into her as deeply as he could, then pulling back to his tip.

With every thrust, he pushed a little more of his cock into her. Bit by bit, inch by inch, thrust by thrust. Her moans were a mix of elation and agony as he stretched deeper into her. Ciaran's own pleasure was slowly building as he was able to push deeper and deeper with every thrust. The wizard regretted causing her such pain, but at the same time, what else could he have done? No amount of eating her out or fingering her would have loosened her enough for his cock.

Ciaran realized that his cock pushed into Alexis completely now, having fully broken inside her tightness. Although she was still extremely tight, she was so wet that he could now push into her with ease. Her moans were entirely of pleasure now; a sound that pleased the wizard's ears.

Ciaran pushed fully inside her again and spoke: "So... Slow and gentle or fast and rough?"

Her answer came in breaths and pants. "Slow and gentle... It won't feel like sex if you go fast..."

She was of that opinion as well? Good.

The wizard pulled back slowly to his tip before pushing back inside, a moan of pleasure escaping both of them. His cock felt each inch of her inner walls that it brushed, such was her tightness. He felt his waist make contact with hers and, driven by instinct, he bent down. The lamia's mouth met his and the two shared a short kiss as Ciaran pulled back his hips.

"Aaaaaah... Yeeees... Yeeeeeees..." Alexis moaned rhythmically as the wizard pushed into her. Her hands had clenched into fists in response to his paced movements. Her chest heaved as she panted and filled the chamber with her sounds of bliss. Her pussy clenched around his cock every time he reached the end of his shaft, spiking his pleasure. She seemed to be loving this as much as him.

The wizard felt something cold rub between his asscheeks, something leathery and dry. After a second or two he realized what it was: Alexis' tail. He stopped his thrusting into the lamia.

"I hope you're not thinking of pushing that into me." Ciaran told her. He didn't feel like getting his rear plowed by a lamia tail. Taking a bit of girlcock back there was one thing, but Alexis' tail was at least 3 inches around just at the tip. If he let that ream his backdoor, he wouldn't be able to sit right for a month or longer.

"There's a potion to your left. It'll act like a slippery oil." Alexis replied. The wizard looked to his left and saw a shelf full of the potions. Something must have shown on his face, because his lover answered his unspoken question as he pulled out of her and got up "King Longwith knew I'd spend a lot of time alone here, and he predicted that the world would one day be filled with powerful wizards like you. So he had a small garden and alchemy lab built so I could make as many of those potions as I needed."

"How many times have you used them?" Ciaran asked, taking one of the dusty bottles from the shelf.

"More than I can count. Mostly on females." Alexis answered, her voice sounding like a verbal shrug.

The wizard took hold of her tail tip and poured the potion onto his lover, where it glistened. He stroked her tail a little to spread the potion down it and she squirmed slightly in pleasure, letting out a small sigh.

"Oh, you like that?" He asked, intrigued. She nodded slightly, blushing a little. "So the buttfucking isn't just for my benefit?"

"It-It mostly is..." Alexis was blushing a little more as the words escaped her.

Ciaran smirked as he resumed his position on her upper tail, moving his cockhead back to it's place at her slightly widened slit. At the same time, he felt the lamia's tail take it's position at his backdoor. He took either side of her waist in his hands again-

Before the wizard could push into Alexis, he felt her tail push into his ass and he couldn't stop a moan escaping him. It was so thick, but the oil made sure it slipped in easily. The force with which it entered him pushed his cock fully into her pussy, and both of them jerked with the spike of rapture throughout their nethers. The wizard nearly fell on top of her.

After they both took a second to recover, Ciaran pulled back, feeling her tail pull out of him with the same rhythm. Once he reached his tip, he slowly pushed inside her and her tail mimicked him-gently worming it's way into his backdoor. It felt extremely strange, and a little painful, but he knew that was just him getting used to it.

As he got used to the feeling of his lover's thick tail in his rear, he sped up very slightly; pushing into her pussy just fast enough to be noticable. Her moans were soft and subtle, but made clear her enjoyment. She was getting wetter with every push inside her. Combined with the tightness, it felt amazing.

He noticed that the lamia's tail didn't stay still inside him. Instead of just thrusting into him, it was curling and twisting on itself. It felt more good than not, but it was very strange. It can't have been comfortable for Alexis to do that... What was she doing? It was as if she was looking for something...

Ciaran picked up his pace a little more, his thrusting being matched by Alexis' tail twisting and bending in his rear. That was when he felt a huge spike of bliss from his backdoor and let out a cry of pleasure. Alexis smirked, her tail doubling back a step or two. Ciaran was certain she mouthed "Bullseye." Her tail pressed against the same spot and he let out a loud moan the echoed around the chamber.

He couldn't believe it. Alexis had done something even Wakeeda had taken a dozen tries-and as many potions-to do. She'd found his p-spot. He felt her tail press harder against it and he arched his back, kneeling straight up and nearly pulling out of her in the process. He couldn't see or hear clearly-the only thing he was aware of was the immense pleasure from the pressure on his most sensitive area.

Alexis grabbed his arms and pulled him back down to her, snapping him out of his pleasure-induced state of numbness. She'd lessened the pressure on his spot now. Ciaran began to thrust back into the lamia at the same slightly-quickened pace as before she'd hit his p-spot, which her tail was now resting against. His cock pushed into her entirely, his sack lightly slapping her tail.

"Uh... Keep... go-oh-ing..." Alexis moaned, her hands gripping his arms tightly as he thrust into her depths. "I'm... close..."

Ciaran made sure to push his entire length into her pussy. His hands had manuvered upwards to rub her nipples in the same rhythm he pushed into her with, rotating them in circles. If not for the tail threatening to push against his p-spot at a moment's notice, he would have bent lower and begun to suck on them. The wizard's paced treatment paid off, as Alexis began to shake heavily.

"Yes! Yes! I'm c-ahhhhhhhh..." Her tongue hung out as she moaned her pleasure to the chamber, echoing off the walls. His cock had fully pushed into her tightness and his rear had clenched around her tail. The wizard wondered-just for a moment-which sensation had pushed her over the edge. The lamia's eyes came back into focus, and she smiled warmly in a silent thank you before giving him a nod.

The wizard thrust into the lamia at a qucker pace, and the lamia's tail had begun to push against his p-spot again as he fucked her. The sensation of both his shaft and his backdoor being stimulated so thoroughly, the smell, the lamia's symphony of soft moans... All were driving him closer and closer to orgasm with every thrust.

The lamia's tail pressed hard against his p-spot and he let out a cry as his restraint broke so suddenly. His cock, fully buried inside Alexis' pussy, spurted one, two, three, four times. He dully felt her tail pull out of his rear, the tip flicking his entrance slightly.

The wizard shakily stood up and regained his balance. His asshole felt sore, his legs were like jelly, and his head was spinning slightly from the orgasm. But he'd been in worse post-sex states-it was nothing a cut of chicken, a short glass of rum and a bit of rest wouldn't fix.

"Wait..." The wizard stopped at Alexis' word. He was surprised to see her blushing a little again. "Can we... cuddle, please? It's been too long since I wrapped a mate in my tail..." The end of her tail beckoned him over slowly.

...Rest first, chicken later. Ciaran smiled and walked back to her, laying on her torso. He felt her tail coil around his legs, clamping them shut. Before he could move his arms, her lower body had entwined them, securing them to his sides. The end of her tail twisted around his collar and rested on his right shoulder. Alexis squeezed the wizard affectionately and sighed, smiling.

"Alexis, can I ask a favour?" The wizard asked after a few seconds.

She murmured almost inaudibly, her eyes fluttering open "Anything... Solitariam..."

Now it was the wizard's turn to blush as he spoke "Can you let my arms go so I can cuddle you back?" The lamia uncoiled herself from his torso and his arms were free. He wrapped them around the lamia's shoulders and they squeezed each other tightly.

How long the two of them lay there, Ciaran wasn't sure. He only knew Alexis' warm embrace. The gentleness she squeezed his entire body with. Her soft breathing into his chest. His hand running through her soft hair... He felt like he could stay here for days...

A soft "ting" brought him back to reality. He knew the source instantly-his wand. Alexis softened her grip on him, and he grabbed it from the nearby pile of clothes before tapping it on his wrist. Purple handwriting appeared on his arm before fading: "Much as I hate to interrupt such intimacy, the deadline for me needing that information just got much shorter - Wakeeda"

"Looks like we have to cut this cuddling a little short." Ciaran told the lamia, who released him, though she looked a little sad about it.

He pulled his tunic, trousers and shoes back on with well-practiced hands before heading into the central library. The smell of dust, aged leather and ancient paper filled the air. There weren't many books left, or there weren't many to begin with.

Longwith wasn't a celebrated wizard-or a celebrated king, for that matter. He was, however, a brilliant tactician and diplomat. Not one who liked war, he instead talked an enemy queen into a chess match, with the loss condition being that the loser married the winner, thus turning over their kingdom. Supposedly, Longwith won that match in less than 10 moves.
Ciaran's hand ran over the faded spine of each book. He stopped when he made out the title "Personal Magical Discoveries of King Albert Longwith" So his first name was Albert? That explained why most only knew him by surname. The wizard took the book off of the shelf, keeping a tight grip so nothing fell out.

He opened the book and carefully turned each yellowed page, trying to make out what he could from the ink... "in general, water-based spells can be improved by drinking water beforehand" well, duh... "some fire-based spells can be augmented through consuming spicy foods" that wasn't true-he'd tried that himself... "a transfusion of elf blood can increase one's magical power permanently" Ciaran didn't want to think about how Longwith knew that...

He came to a section called "Potion Augmentations and Infusions" and paced himself much more. After turning two more pages, he stopped and spoke aloud to himself. "Hmm... looks like he never made a general stamina potion improvement... but there's something here about... 'a female lamia's pleasure juice can be added to any stamina potion already brewed for a sexual stamina aid'..."

"I don't suppose you've got any stamina potions in that tunic?" Alexis asked, sounding so sincere that Ciaran laughed.

"You're implying that I need one?" Ciaran winked at her, copying the information onto a  fresh piece of paper. She gave a little giggle in answer and Ciaran's voice became a little more sober as he folded up the paper and stuffed it in his back pocket "I guess you'll be staying here then?"

"I have to. I gave my King my solemn vow to watch over his tomb until it crumbled." Alexis answered "And no, that's not an invitation for you to collapse the place."

"Then I'll consider it an invitation to tell every other wizard I find about this place. Few of them are as powerful as me, but..." Ciaran shrugged.

Alexis smiled in answer and bid him farewell as he turned around and headed back out the way he came. Contrary to what most believed, there weren't secret passages at the end of tombs that took you back to the start. After some time of walking and thinking about where would be the best place to spread word of King Longwith's tomb, he came to the rough hole he'd entered the cave in. The wizard stepped out of the entrance and into the slowly dying daylight, satisfied with his little expedition.