Sweater
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It was cold. Too cold for a naga named Mark with a cold blooded tail and a warm blooded body. He was no ordinary naga, either. Unlike all the others, he was only twice the height of a human including his tail. Most nagas were at least five times the height of an average adult male human. However, his body was the same size of that of a human.
Through the forest he slithered, shaking lightly with the occasional sneeze and cough.
‘Cold cold cold cold cold—‘
Mark thought bitterly to himself. His back hair whipped this way and that with the sharp winds. His bare torso only was slightly covered by his quivering arms in a feeble attempt to lessen the bite of winter. Even with homeostatic shivering, nothing could seemingly help warm the black haired, black-tailed snake boy.
Crunch crunch crunch
Mark’s head whipped around, searching for the source of the noise. His tongue flickered in and out, trying to sense where the potential meal was. The footsteps sounded human, and unfortunately for that human, Mark was hungry. Very, very hungry and very, very cold.
Mark listened carefully for more crunching of brown, dead leaves on the ground; when he heard it again he knew where it’d come from and slithered quickly up a tree since they were coming this way. As soon as they were in view, Mark was planning on pouncing on them and curling around them in a deadly grip, but instead he fell face first right in front of them with a groan of pain and embarrassment. To his dismay, he heard a small gasp followed by a giggle.
At this point, Mark has lost all motivation to hunt despite the hunger that clawed at and burned his insides. He shakily pushed himself into an upright position, expecting the human to run away screaming, but was shocked to look up and see them removing their mittens, followed by their sweater. All they had on underneath the sweater was a t-shirt. They held the mittens and the sweater out to a surprised Mark.
A human making a kind gesture towards a naga..
Strange.
Mark slowly took the offerings and accepts them with a quiet “thank you..” then slipped the sweater over his head, pulling it down past where his skin met his scales. He puts the mittens on his cold hands and immediately warmth course through him.
Something even stranger happened then. The human stepped forward and said “store me. It’s winter, and I know you need to store something so that you can hibernate, so.. yeah-“
They were very awkward, but it Mark was being honest.. so was he.
With a smirk, Mark wrapped his coils around the human and purred “gladly~”
(Sorry about the cliffhanger! Jk.. I’m not sorry- hehe- hope you enjoyed this though, I’ll be doing more in the future and will do any request as long as it is NOT SEXUAL or hintingly sexual. Thanks for reading ✨💖
—Kwissant
