Skales x Pythor: My Loyal Number Two

Chapter 9: Unwanted intruder

"See this, Skales?" Pythor asked with the Hypnobrai nodding in a slow rhythm, as he stared longingly at the Fangblades before him. The fact they were held in Serpentine hands once again filled him with pride. He wasn't sure if Pythor felt quite the same, but there was a quite earnest joy in his eyes as they wandered across the blade's edge.

"With already two blades in our possession, we're already halfway there. Soon enough we shall make our way to the location of the third, and once it's within our grasp...then we're so nearly there. My victory, OUR victory, is at hand."

Once his small speech was finished, he carefully placed the blades back in the chest and closed it. He then turned back to Skales, who dutifully stood still. Then with a deadly finesse, the snake quickly closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around Skales.

"All thanks to me...and you," Pythor commented, whispering the words into Skales' ear, who was flustered at the sensation.

Their embrace was less of a hug and more of Pythor taking possession of him. Keeping him close, and not allowing his arms to move. And that still rang true, even as he slightly let go of his grip, and let the two of them look at each other, with the Anacondrai looking from above. His and Skales' eyes met and they stared deeply into one another. Pythor's breath was kept at a steady pace, while the Hypnobrai's fluctuated in a chaotic rhythm with his pounding heart. That burning feeling in his chest was as addicting as it was exhilarating. Nearly instinctually, Skales let his arms run up Pythors, nearly all the way to his shoulders. All the while without breaking eye contact.

"I do ever love it so much when you're speechless, my darling." Pythor softly stated, letting his hand stroke Skales' cheek. It was true that the Hypnobrai was mostly empty for words, and relied on Pythor doing the talking for both of them. Something neither of them especially took issue with.

Skales then got to feel the strength of an Anacondrai. With a rush, Pythor picked the Hypnobrai slightly off the ground and threw both of them against the nearest wall. They landed with a bump, but Pythor made sure to soften the impact. Skales didn't have time to collect his senses before he felt something warm against his neck. The Anacondrai had bent his head down, and slowly caressed the scales around his neck, with his tongue. Which soon after evolved into a series of kisses that covered nearly the entire side of his face. For as hard as he tried, Skales couldn't help but let out a few quiet moans, which every time Pythor answered with a satisfied smile. But it was a small pause before he resumed kissing the Hypnobrai's scales. The Hypnobrai's breathing became even more erratic, as his hands clenched around Pythor's arms. He even allowed himself to wrap his tail around the others, something that wasn't met with any resistance. Instead, their tails weaved around each other into a tight pattern.

Without any words, Pythor stopped for a moment so their eyes could meet again.

"You have no idea, how precious you are to me."

Skales didn't have a long time to enjoy those words, as their lips met once again. It was a long, and drawn-out kiss that made the Hypnobrai close his eyes, if only to better appreciate the sensation of being so close to the Anacondrai. So intimately close. Then, like thunder in the quiet of the night, a sound and voice pierced their little heaven.

"Skales, are you there?" The female voice said, accompanied by the sound of the building's door being pushed open. The voice was one that took Skales a moment to recognize. A few steps later the familiar pink Hypnobrai came inside, squinting her eyes, as she tried to look through the darkness. She looked around, as she continued speaking;

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but the tribe has been asking for-"

Her words instantly stopped as soon as she laid her eyes on the two of them. Both had been too surprised to react and unfortunately stood in the same position. There was a chance they could explain it away as the two arguing and Pythor having pushed Skales to the wall. But that seemed unlikely, as they held onto each other too intimately. Not forgetting that both of their mouths were still clinging together, as their eyes stared at the intruder.