《Naga rising》Chapter #12 Socializing
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I woke up the next morning with Eshanai’s tail loosely wrapped around me. She was sleeping peacefully beside me, looking much healthier today, not as pale she had some color back in her cheeks. I reached over and felt her forehead with my hand she felt more normal this time, not like she was burning up, so the potion had probably worked. I couldn’t be sure though, she would have to wake up for me to be certain. I would let her sleep for now though, getting out of bed I untangled myself as carefully as possible not to wake her. She stirred momentarily and mumbled something to herself before turning around and falling back asleep.
I put on some clothes and went downstairs to ask if they could bring up some water for a bath, with everything that had happened yesterday I hadn’t gotten the chance to bathe yet. I was sure I must smell, but Eshanai didn’t seem to mind at least. The water was brought in directly to the bathroom through the side door using buckets. I thanked the people who could be spared to help me, a boy and a girl they were in their early teens. I tipped them both a silver piece and told them to be on their way.
They were most likely the children of the husband and wife who were running this inn if I tipped them well maybe the woman who was manning the front desk last night would be a little less irritated. I could take care of heating the water myself, and if Eshanai wanted a bath when she woke up, I could just purify it for her to use after me. I didn’t want her to be sick again though, so if she insisted on a bath, maybe I would have to help her make sure she got out in time. That didn’t mean I would have to be in here with her though, just that I would need to be more aware of how long she had been soaking.
She was gorgeous, and my body agreed with me judging by its reaction when I had seen her naked. We weren’t even the same species though, she would probably not find me attractive. I wasn’t in the best physical condition, and she would probably prefer someone from her own species if there were any. I hadn’t seen anyone with a tail instead of legs, but surely there must be more like her out there. Besides, I didn’t even know if she had the right equipment down there.
I say she’s a different species, but we weren’t that different, except for the obvious, but if you discarded those things she could be mistaken for a human woman. She could speak and understood me, with some struggling, even though we didn’t speak the same language, she was learning though. She seemed curious about everything around her and constantly had been pointing things out to learn the name of them in my tongue. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts swirling around in there, was I trying to convince myself? I barely knew her at this point, and I didn’t actually know what she wanted with me. 'Good job Lubus, you go lusting after the first woman that pays attention to you' I thought as I waved my hand above the water and muttered a spell to warm it. “Warmth,” I said, and steam started rising from the surface soon enough. I cut the spell off and began taking my clothes off, as I got in the bath I wondered why Eshanai was affecting me so strongly. I had not had much time for women during my studies sure, but this was ridiculous. As I started scrubbing myself, I did not hear the door opening behind me.
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I woke up to find Lubus had already gotten up, she didn’t seem interested in sex, at least she hadn’t challenged me. These mainlanders were so shy anyways, and I wondered if they even knew what sex was if they couldn’t be naked in front of another person. They must be very sad if they never lay with each other. If Lubus wanted that from me, I would not say no. With her lack of a tail and seemingly pretty weak body I would most likely win, but she would have to be the one to initiate it. I would never force myself on her, and our lack of communication would only make it harder. I wanted us to be friends if possible, and a more physical relationship could sometimes lead to hurt feelings. Even if we didn’t have sex, it was still nice to sleep next to another person, that had always been the case back on the island. I would always sleep next to someone even if we were out hunting, on my first night here I had woken many times during the night, and I found it very hard to sleep. With Lubus next to me I found it much easier, that might have been due to my strange condition last night though. Further testing was required.
I stretched out my body on the bed, feeling much better now, whatever Lubus had given me to drink had done wonders. I wasn’t feeling like I was burning one moment and freezing the next, and my strength seemed to have returned to me. It had been bizarre, and I never wanted it to happen to me again. If that sort of thing happened back on the island it could be devastating for us, every individual in our tribe was vital and had a specific job that contributed to the village in some way. If some of us were suddenly unable to work the rest of us would suffer depending on who was affected. We could potentially go without food if too many hunters were bedridden for example. I shuddered at that thought we might have to implore the home cave to give us more Naga. That was never a sure thing, and it often took its sweet time to make up its mind. Our village might be totally wiped out by the time we got more people.
This was more proof to me of the amazingness of the mainlanders, they had a cure for my ailment. I had so much to learn from these people, and my resolve to stay by Lubus side hardened even more. If only we could talk to each other, I was making some progress on that front, but not nearly fast enough. I needed to get back to the island as fast as possible with a solution to the new goblin problem. I could only hope that my people could hold out long enough for me to get back to them.
I got out of bed and looked around for Lubus. I heard water splashing in the other room and decided that she was probably taking a bath. I could use one too actually, the shirt I had borrowed from Lubus had been soaked through with sweat last night, and as I ran my hands through my hair, I found it very greasy. I noticed that the little braid Rulan had given me had fallen out of my hair during the night. I panicked slightly, it had been there yesterday I was sure of that. I did not want to lose the potential las keepsake I had from my people.
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Nevertheless, I calmed myself down, ‘maybe the braid still holds some of her scent’ I thought and flicked my tongue out to taste the air. I soon found what I was looking for, and followed the trail to underneath the bed, it must have fallen and rolled under there during my thrashing last night. The scent had been faint, but I had still managed to pick it out of all the other smells in this room. I decided to leave it on the little bedside table until after I had a bath.
After my minor disaster, I slithered up to the door that led to the bath while I took off my borrowed shirt and discarded it on the floor. New hunting partners would often bathe together to get more comfortable with each other, not just hunting partners though, it was an old tradition among my tribe, bathing together was a great way to break down walls, and if you washed each other, it could build appreciation too. I decided to try something similar with Lubus, the embarrassment of her own body was ridiculous to me. It got in the way of personal relationships and frankly went against common sense, it would only hold her back in my opinion. Hopefully, she would become more comfortable with me when she saw that I didn’t judge her and didn’t have any hidden intentions except to get clean. I opened the door slowly, making sure to not make to much noise I slipped into the room. Lubus was too busy scrubbing herself and didn’t notice me until I laid a hand on her shoulder.
She became startled, and she jumped slightly making the soap fly up in the air. I caught it on the way down and got in the tub behind Lubus. I worked up a lather and started washing her already wet hair. She was still tense, not uttering a sound, so I made her lean her back against me and focused more on massaging her scalp than washing her hair. After a while of this, she seemed to shrug her shoulders and sigh heavily. She closed her eyes and enjoyed my fingers working her scalp, the occasional sigh or moan escaping her lips. I motioned to her that I was done and she nodded and dunked her head in the water, getting all the soap out. Then I got in front of her and sat between her legs, my tail dangled out of the tub, and before I handed her the soap so she could wash my hair, I dunked my head to get it wet before I sat back against her.
As I had done she focused more on massaging me once she had worked up a nice lather with the soap. I moaned more freely to show that I enjoyed it, then her hands got a bit adventurous, and she started massaging my breasts with the soap. This could still be seen as washing me, so I didn’t want to jump to any conclusions, but I still sighed happily to show that I enjoyed it. At this Lubus dropped the soap entirely in favor of using her hands to grope me, but it was soon forgotten as she squeezed my nipples between her fingers. ‘Maybe she isn’t so shy after all’ I thought as her hands started to move down towards my vagina. Something kept poking me in the back, and I was curious to see what it was. As Lubus hands reached their destination, I turned around and wrapped my tail around her ‘if that wasn’t a challenge I don’t know what is’ I thought as her hands were immobilized at her sides. She struggled mightily for a while, but my muscular coils had no trouble holding on to her. She stilled when I placed my lips against hers and kissed her. My tongue entered her mouth, and after a while, Lubus kissed me back just as eagerly.
I loosened my grip on her, I had won after all and gained the right to be the one who controlled the rhythm of things. I could always tighten my grip again to remind her who had won, she might not be the strongest around, but she was still powerful I would do well to respect her power. Besides, I wanted her to enjoy this too. My hands disappeared under the water and between her legs. I did not find what I was expecting, instead of a vagina like mine she had a long pole, it was velvety soft but somehow still hard under the skin. I stroked it, and Lubus moaned into my mouth. I wasn’t sure what to do now, so I looked at the woman sitting under me, confused, I wasn’t really sure she was a woman actually.
Lubus saw my confusion and smiled at me reassuringly, she tried to move her hands, so I gave her back some control. She first explored my boobs, weighing them in her hands she looked at them like they were two treasures in her hands. She massaged them for a while and even started sucking my nipples with her mouth. I liked it, but soon her hands moved on, they glided down my stomach and soon found my vagina, her fingers made it come alive as I had rarely felt before. She was really good with her hands, and she soon made me come to a nice orgasm. She didn’t stop there though, grabbing me by my hips she gently forced my vagina over her throbbing pole. It seemed harder than before, and I suddenly understood what she was doing. With my cooperation, she shoved her pole deep inside me in one go, and I screamed as it made me orgasm again. It felt even bigger inside me we would often use the end of our tails to penetrate each other back on the island. The scales were hard, so you needed to be careful, Lubus was not careful as I bounced up and down in her lap and she pounded into me.
This was so wonderful, her pole was uniformly thick and filled me nicely. We would be doing much more of this if I got to decide. I orgasmed three more times, through several positions that Lubus showed me. She seemed so experienced, and I sometimes ended up on the bottom just to see what she could do with her amazing little tail between her legs. We eventually moved to the bed after drying off, and she showed me what she could do with her mouth. It had gone about as I had planned, but it had turned out much better. Lubus was incredibly creative when it came to sex, and I thought that she must have people lining up outside her door to have a chance to sleep with her. She could be on top all she wanted if she made me feel this good all the time.
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