Send a number to kiss my muse in that area : 17. Thighs

It was pretty obvious the Chimera was confused by Molly’s actions was a bit of an understatement. First she had been guided to sit on her friend’s bed, then they gently spread her legs apart. Now she was with her face just by the inside of their scaled thigh and lips pressing to it.

Carefully approaching, the tail atop their lap twitches to life, sliding off with a dull plop into the dark red substance, which seems to be starting to move. Small droplets trying to break free from the puddle, to rise into the air, a few even stretching to form small tendrils. All the while their lips have pulled up, sharp rows of teeth just barely visible in front of what seemed like those of any other Human or Faunus. They’re noiselessly snarling, likely feeling threatened at an unknown person approaching them in such state.

Status of Subject: Living

Location of Subject: Confinement Room B

Gender: N/A

Age: N/A

Height: 5′ 0″

Weight: 120 lbs

Race: Faunus

Included Genetics:

- Coronella Austriaca (Smooth Snake)

- Takydromus Sexlineatus (Long-Tailed Lizard)

- Monitor Lizard

- Furcifer Pardalis (Panther Chameleon)

- Sphenodon Punctatus (Tuatara)

Subject Description:

Though none seemed bothered by the quick moving silver scaled Faunus as they ran about the room. Jumping on some tables, climbing the walls, sometimes circling one of the people passing through the room. Even going to others at different tables and flicking their tongue at them for a split second before darting off again. It seemed to be a common thing with how okay everyone was with it.

“Boon!” The same voice of the brown haired person, now causing the silver being to freeze in place and raise their head to look over to the source.

They seemed excited, the now still figure allowing a long, thin tail to be seen swaying behind them happily. A short few seconds later, they’re rushing over to the young man. Jumping atop the table just before them, crouched low to it’s surface as they approach the edge. Leaning past, directing their head towards the seated person.

A chuckle would be given by them. Leaning forward to move their chair, they drew closer to the table. In the process, pressing foreheads with that of the odd Faunus before them. With such contact the two would begin nuzzling their heads together a moment before separating. Thankfully the silver being stayed where they were though, thus allowing the other to bring their hands up and gently feel over the scales along the neck.

“You’re a bit too energetic sometimes, y’know that?” They spoke to Boon in a bit of a playful tone that was met by a rapid flicking of a forked tongue in front of their face.

“Sprig!” They called out happily back to the one petting them, earning a chuckle from them in the process.

“Yes, Boon, it’s me.” He’d nod, a thick, dark green tail rising a little behind them. “C’mon, sit with me, it’s getting late.”

The odd Faunus didn’t waste any time after hearing the other’s words. Though they didn’t move off the table to sit in a chair of their own. Instead they turned themselves so they could slide off the table top into the lap of their friend. Seated side-ways with legs dangling over one of the arms, head settling against their shoulder, and tail circling around over their own legs.

The once energetic being quickly calmed, closing their eyes as arms embraced them.

A side effect of Boon’s body changing so much is that it’s become pretty durable and strong when it comes to physical strain and activity. Due to this, they can run pretty fast while keeping themselves low and their arms tucked in close to their body, and they’re able to do so for long periods. 

This being how they initially moved around most of the time after escaping the Oroboros Facility they were kept in.