— Male Lamia! Jacob, payment method.
[A/N]: Just like it’s mentioned in the tags, it’s poorly written. I hope my writing skills will come back to me after some time. I haven’t seriously practiced English in years :/ there might also be mistakes and typos. No proofreading was done.
[“Tired of your everyday life? Well, don’t you worry ‘cause we’ve got the best remedy for ya! Say goodbye to the city’s honk and hello to Hydra Hills! It’s THE place to be, so why wait?
Hydra Hill, don’t be afraid to look at it in the eyes!
Warnings:hydrahillsismostlyknownforitsbreathtakingviewbutalsoforitslocallamiapopulation—”]
For the first time in a while, an ad didn’t disappoint you. The sky is clear, the sunlight shimmers on the lake and the silence! Can you hear that? No?
You park your car right in front of your new home. It’s all wood and 100% handmade. There was no building opposite yours, just hills and trees.
The door opens and a woman steps out. Her hand extends out to shake yours, she simpers.
“Hi, you must be the person I talk with on the phone.”
You nod before she pushes the door open. The inside is as beautiful as the outside. You look around dreamily while the estate agent blabs over the town’s history.
You both walk out on the porch. The lady hands you the lease agreement. You arch your eyebrows when you read the guarantee.
“In exchange for property, tenants must comply with the locals’ traditional rituals. If tenants fail to meet obligations, the Hydra Hill’s authorities will give themselves the right to block your administrative procedures… ?”
You look at the real estate agent, perplexed. She tucks her hair behind her ears and clear her throat.
“It’s nothing to worry about, trust me. The locals lack youngsters so… let’s just say they came up with an bold solution.”
“What do you mean by bold?”
But she only hands you the piece of paper and a pen. You skim pages and pages but no mention of the solution. You might have on idea of what it is, though. With your apartment already sold, you can’t go back to the city.
“Meh, it can’t be that bad.”
The lady beams, a satisfied expression sits on her face. She takes back the lease agreement but doesn’t hand you the keys yet. Besides, she picks up her phone and starts typing actively. It buzzes right away seconds after you heard her send a message.
“Well then if you don’t mind, an assigned local will shortly arrive. Feel free to withdraw at any moment, okay?”
Nothing she says makes sense to you yet. After a few minutes, someone else knocks. The estate agent swiftly steps in and opens the door. You gasp as the tall figure silently slides inside with a sharp hiss.
As it comes closer, you notice the detailed pattern on his skin. They prettily reflect the light and give the scales an iridescent shine.
The lady shows to the man a signed copy of your lease agreement. He darts his bifid tongue, his glassy eyes fixed on you. You gulp.
The male lamia swings his hips forwards and stops before you. While his scales cover the exposed skin of his back, his torso and palms seem soft. He lifts your hand in his thin lips then kiss it. You mouth falls open.
“I’m Jacob, local lamia of Hydra Hills. I’ve been selected to meet.”
Lamias, seriously? No wonder why it’s cheap. They are known to be cold hearted and opportunistic. Not a lot of people are fond of snakes hybrid or any snakes at all, which you totally understand. However, the way he towers over you slowly lulls your preconceptions to sleep.
Your name timidly slips out of your mouth and you hate that you sound like a little girl. Jacob doesn’t seem to be disillusioned, on the contrary. He looks back at the estate agent.
“Can you wait outside? I have a good feeling on this one.”
She nods and before the door shuts close, she gives you a thumbs up. What does that even mean? You don’t have time to ask her though, Jacob coils his tail around your waist. He snuggles up to you, and you’re surprisingly aware of his body’s coolness and strong musculature.
“Wow! What do you think you’re doing here?”
“I’m obviously wooing you.”
“Me in you, but that’s not what I said. I’m trying to seduce you.”
You put distance between you, as best as you can with his tail still wound around you. He cocks his head to the side.
“Are you not complying with the deal?”
Jacobs lets go of you. Your boots gently reach the floor. He looks at you like you said Earth was cubic. He swings his spindly body your way. His hands nest inside the dip of your hips.
“You see, Hydra Hills are sacred grounds for Lamias, snake hybrids and snakes. We’ve been marginalized by human’s society for as long as we can remember. This place is our shelter — our haven of rest. Nonetheless, even if time has changed, we’re still not welcomed and actively chased in a lot of places. It causes out population to significantly diminish. That’s why we chose to mate with humans to restore it. Since humans’ DNA isn’t strong, it can’t deteriorate ours. It’s like photocopying ourselves. Get it?”
You blink. That’s a lot of information but you still got most of it. They sell cheap houses in exchange of babies. Not sure that’s totally legal yet you don’t think humans care about Lamias businesses. You nod.
“Good. So, are you okay with that?”
You consider going back to your old life ; it’s all work and no play. If you’re being honest, living in the woods with feral Lamias could be better than feral humans. No more dirty jokes from your boss or your bitchy neighbor Karen Callaghan. You got fresh air here compared to pollution back there. The price of an unstressed lifestyle is literally having unprotected sex with Lamias or snake hybrid. You’re not sure of the difference though.
Now, it does sound weird — I hear it. But still, why be skeptical?
“What’s gonna happen then? I don’t know how to take care of Lamias or what you guys need.”
“All we ask is for you to give us offspring, next step is on us. We’ll breed you once in a year but don’t worry, you’ll be taken care of before and after pregnancy.”
You need a few minutes to cope with all the informations. It doesn’t sound too bad, you could work with that. Besides, you never had sex with Lamias.
“I think I’ll do it”, you hear yourself mumble before your eyes meet his.
His grin displays fangs sharp like needles. He pulls you in and makes you sit on the end of his tail. You gulp loudly as his cold hands trace circles on your belly.
“Well let’s begin, shall we?”
He politely strips you down and even folds your clothes once done. His eyes observe your features with attention. The length of your neck and the roundness of your breast to the largeness of your hips. He seems pretty happy with himself.
He unhurriedly parts your thighs. Your folds open up to him a flower ready to be pollinated. His thin fingers linger on your lips and draw patterns throughout your vulva. You watch him hazily, it’s been a while since you’ve last been intimate with someone. A few strokes and sweet words are enough to drench your slit.
Speaking of which, you notice Jacob’s own slit bulging. Comes to you the idea of rubbing your feet on it. He hisses approvingly then starts dry humping them. He leans forward to kiss you deeply, you’d like it’s as a thank. However, you taste something acrid on your tongue. You whine but Jacob forces you slow it down. You gasp for air when he lets go.
“Venom”, he simply responds but clarifies when your eyes widen, “Relax, it won’t kill you. You’ll just feel a bit dizzy.”
He chuckles into your throat. You feel his lips leave a trail of kisses on you as he moves downward. Something twitches between your ass cheeks but it looks like many things except a penis.
Have you ever witnessed a snake’s genitalia? It’s not fancy at all, but here you are. Jacob’s cock is short yet thick with tiny spikes blooming on the length.
“They bend easily, it’s like a broom. It won’t hurt.”
Not the best way to describe a cock, but it doesn’t matter. Your vision blurs with each passing second while your touch sensitivity increases.
He supports your legs whereas his cock slides up and down your slit. Jacob eyes your face while he pushes the tip past your folds. You hear it pop every time he pulls out. Inches by inches, his cock goes a little deeper until all of it is inside. You can’t tell it’s the venom or your tears but all your eyes see is puddles of colors and shapes. The spikes fold and follow Jacob’s movements.
His hips easily sway and roll between your thighs. Each thrust makes him clap your ass and pushes you upwards. Biting your lips isn’t enough to suppress groans and moans. You stare at him with a blissful expression.
“You look beautiful like this”, he hiss.
Your walls clench all over his cock pleasantly good — you’re so close to lose it. Your bouncy ass slams faster against Jacob’s hips. You hold on him for dear life whilst he roams your cunt. His grip on your thighs is almost painful at this point yet you crave more.
Slick sounds mix with heavy breathing. Jacob pulls out and you wish you’d seen another cock pop out of his slit. It curls around the other before Jacob bottoms you with a single thrust.
Jacob freezes as your cunt squeezes and milks his cocks. Fresh cum floods your womb until spurts out to end on the floor. You try to catch your breath but Jacob starts pounding you again. He uses his semen as a lubricant to reach your deepest point.
He freezes again but this time, his slender body shakes heavily. He moans into your ears when something huge opens you up. You groan but Jacob keeps from moving. Eggs are pushed slowly, each one tickles your G-spot up until another orgasm.
When he carefully put you down, you feel the weight of your swollen belly. There’s still cum mixed with your own juice running down your legs. Jacob puts the tartan rug over your shoulders.
“I hope you appreciated our deal as much as I did.”
You nod though you still feel lightheaded. He hands you your clothes then slides to the front door.
“I have to leave you for now but I’ll check on you tomorrow.”
When he opens the door, you can’t believe the estate lady is still there. Your cheeks ignite with shame. She gives you a knowing smile before following him, probably to another person. You look down, your hand lingers on you belly.
