Ey seemed to like her. It was a relief, insomuch as further attention from something like this could be a relief. But honestly, even from a terrifying snake, success felt good.
A very venomous talon so very close to her neck, however, felt less good. The tingle of the bell amused her; she couldn't believe how quickly ey had gone for the obvious bait. But the ghost of feeling of the talon against her neck ruined the amusement and froze her solid. Automatically, she went perfectly still, not even breathing. She allowed her face to be tilted up very willingly, happy smile still fixed on her unmoving face.
Eir tongue flickered out. She could swear she felt it against her face. But the talon was further away from her neck now, so ey could have licked her fucking eyeball and she would have been perfectly okay with it.
Defective, however.
She smiled cheerfully, eyes fluttering shut as she did, in part so she could be certain no irritation would shine through them. "As you say," she replied good-naturedly. "My brother has quite an appetite; even in our mother, he ate all the food before I could get it." She giggled. "Such a boy. But the joke's on him--I got the good looks."
Defective... that cunt. She was seething inside. But it wasn't her first time hearing that sort of comment, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. She was very good at laughing it off. And her brother helped distract her, in the way he did. Good-natured ribbing.
She eyed the coiling tail with slight apprehension, mental images of being crushed between those huge loops playing explicitly through her head in high definition. Still, if the Krotazi wanted her to sit on eir lap, she would sit on that lap. But she didn't want to clamber up, undignified. She signaled to her brother, all but invisibly. She loved when they looked so synchronized, like they really were the same person. She didn't know any other twins who communicated the way they did. Something uniquely them, something wonderful.
He approached in that smooth way of his, and he looked so good kneeling right in front of the Krotazi. She knew ey would like it. Hopefully, ey would like this more. She knew how to show off, how to please. How to make her body look graceful, delicate, like art, even at the same time she demonstrated how very strong and wonderful and hers her brother was.
She stepped behind him where he kneeled, and placed her hands on his shoulders. He gripped her wrists for support, and she lifted off the ground, her weight on her arms as she lifted herself into a handstand. In one smooth motion, she curled her legs, then her back, letting the effect ripple down her spine as she bent backwards, feet lowering delicately onto the top coil where the Krotazi wanted her. With a little boost from her brother, she straightened.
Her body was very, very close to the Krotazi's torso. Ey did not look any smaller from this angle. Quite the opposite, her neck had to crane backwards painfully. She still had enough range of vision to note her brother's hands, clear to her even at this angle.
Next time you should play up the flexibility a bit more.
Always a critic. She didn't really mind, though she rolled her eyes internally. She would accept it from him, because he knew exactly all the ways she could, in fact, contort and twist her body, knew the deceptive strength held behind her squishy flesh.
Gracefully, she folded her legs underneath herself, sitting down across the makeshift lap, and fixed the Krotazi with a winsome smile as she replied to her brother.
I’m sorry that very slow backflips aren’t flashy enough, sir. Next time I’ll just spin around your neck and pirouette up.
Actually, that’s not a bad idea.
You are ridiculous. Am I correct in assuming you don't want to come up here?
Her brother did not much care to be touched, particularly not in public and especially not by strangers. It was something of a professional hazard, and one of the many things he had hated about being servant caste. With something this big and strong, bigger and stronger even than him, she knew he would be unnerved by it. She was here to cover for him. Always.
One of us has to keep their feet on the ground, he confirmed.
She let her legs stretch across the coils, getting comfortable, showing off her fashionable leggings, in case that sort of thing was liked. She was very good at being pretty.
"You're so comfortable!" she said happily. "Thank you for allowing me up."
I’ll make excuses if it brings it up. Try to watch the tail. Subtly.
A very venomous talon so very close to her neck, however, felt less good. The tingle of the bell amused her; she couldn't believe how quickly ey had gone for the obvious bait. But the ghost of feeling of the talon against her neck ruined the amusement and froze her solid. Automatically, she went perfectly still, not even breathing. She allowed her face to be tilted up very willingly, happy smile still fixed on her unmoving face.
Eir tongue flickered out. She could swear she felt it against her face. But the talon was further away from her neck now, so ey could have licked her fucking eyeball and she would have been perfectly okay with it.
Defective, however.
She smiled cheerfully, eyes fluttering shut as she did, in part so she could be certain no irritation would shine through them. "As you say," she replied good-naturedly. "My brother has quite an appetite; even in our mother, he ate all the food before I could get it." She giggled. "Such a boy. But the joke's on him--I got the good looks."
Defective... that cunt. She was seething inside. But it wasn't her first time hearing that sort of comment, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. She was very good at laughing it off. And her brother helped distract her, in the way he did. Good-natured ribbing.
She eyed the coiling tail with slight apprehension, mental images of being crushed between those huge loops playing explicitly through her head in high definition. Still, if the Krotazi wanted her to sit on eir lap, she would sit on that lap. But she didn't want to clamber up, undignified. She signaled to her brother, all but invisibly. She loved when they looked so synchronized, like they really were the same person. She didn't know any other twins who communicated the way they did. Something uniquely them, something wonderful.
He approached in that smooth way of his, and he looked so good kneeling right in front of the Krotazi. She knew ey would like it. Hopefully, ey would like this more. She knew how to show off, how to please. How to make her body look graceful, delicate, like art, even at the same time she demonstrated how very strong and wonderful and hers her brother was.
She stepped behind him where he kneeled, and placed her hands on his shoulders. He gripped her wrists for support, and she lifted off the ground, her weight on her arms as she lifted herself into a handstand. In one smooth motion, she curled her legs, then her back, letting the effect ripple down her spine as she bent backwards, feet lowering delicately onto the top coil where the Krotazi wanted her. With a little boost from her brother, she straightened.
Her body was very, very close to the Krotazi's torso. Ey did not look any smaller from this angle. Quite the opposite, her neck had to crane backwards painfully. She still had enough range of vision to note her brother's hands, clear to her even at this angle.
Next time you should play up the flexibility a bit more.
Always a critic. She didn't really mind, though she rolled her eyes internally. She would accept it from him, because he knew exactly all the ways she could, in fact, contort and twist her body, knew the deceptive strength held behind her squishy flesh.
Gracefully, she folded her legs underneath herself, sitting down across the makeshift lap, and fixed the Krotazi with a winsome smile as she replied to her brother.
I’m sorry that very slow backflips aren’t flashy enough, sir. Next time I’ll just spin around your neck and pirouette up.
Actually, that’s not a bad idea.
You are ridiculous. Am I correct in assuming you don't want to come up here?
Her brother did not much care to be touched, particularly not in public and especially not by strangers. It was something of a professional hazard, and one of the many things he had hated about being servant caste. With something this big and strong, bigger and stronger even than him, she knew he would be unnerved by it. She was here to cover for him. Always.
One of us has to keep their feet on the ground, he confirmed.
She let her legs stretch across the coils, getting comfortable, showing off her fashionable leggings, in case that sort of thing was liked. She was very good at being pretty.
"You're so comfortable!" she said happily. "Thank you for allowing me up."
I’ll make excuses if it brings it up. Try to watch the tail. Subtly.
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