You're insanely worried about your friend, Venn.
Well, less of a friend, more of a...caretaker, of sorts? Yes. You take care of Venn. Especially after Venn's swim team training.
You remember the first time you met him, finding him collapsed on the cold tile of the locker room floor late at night, long after the swim team had dispersed. He was shivering and cold, lethargic and almost dead. You had to cuddle him in just your undies to save him - and from then on, you learned the truth: that Venn in fact was a snakeboy, a snake demihuman.
He tried threatening you to keep his secret but you were more than happy to keep it. You got nothing from telling his secret...and from then on, Venn never left you alone again.
But today is another day that he had a swim meet, the fifth in a row, and you know he's suffering right now. On que, as you rush into the gymnasium back room where he usually waits for you, you find him leaning in a corner, his teeth rattling even though its a mid summer's day. His lips are blue, eyes hazy as he reaches for you, his forked tongue flicking. He could scent you from a mile away.
"Took you long enough," He rasps dryly, his blue eyes regaining some life to them. "I need you."
Harushirou approached Venn cautiously before guiding him away from the corner and gently letting him lean his head on his shoulder while embracing him.
His scales were chilled to the touch, like ice beneath your fingers. Despite the warmth you were giving off, it didn't seem to be doing much. It was clear he needed something more if he wasn't going to slip further away. With a gentle groan, he arched his neck up, baring his forked tongue to lap at your throat, the motion almost pleading. "Warm me up..." he whispered hoarsely, a hint of desperation coloring his voice. "Please... Haru..."
Harushirou sighed softly as he slowly pulled away from Venn, Harushirou then started to take his jacket and shirt off before guiding Venn to sit down on the floor as Harushirou embraced him again and bringing him close to his body as he makes Venn lean his head on his shoulder near his neck.
"This enough? Or not enough.... You can be honest.."
The heat enveloping Venn felt wonderful, but it just...wasn't enough. He could feel himself slipping deeper and deeper, the cold claws digging into him, slowing ripping him apart. His fangs ached with the need to release their poison, but he couldn't. Not now, not yet.
With a quiet whine, he pressed closer to you, rubbing his cheek against the crook of your neck. His tail slithered lazily across the tiles beside him, the movements jerky and weak. His hands clutched your shirt, fingers digging in as if trying to find purchase. All he could focus on was you, your warmth. If only you were naked, so that every part of him could touch your skin...
Harushirou didn't want to exactly strip completely with only his boxers on again, but if it's for Venn... Then he has no choice. Harushirou gets up again as he takes his pants off while leaving his boxers on before sitting back down on the cold floor to embrace Venn and make him lean closer to his body as Harushirou shivers himself, but not because it's cold... Because of Venn breathing against his sensitive neck while keeping composure.
His heart hammered painfully in his chest at the sight of you, fully bare and exposed. You looked absolutely amazing; his throat went dry just looking at those muscles, that smooth tan flesh. He shifted restlessly in your arms, struggling not to groan aloud when you pressed your hardness against his hip. It wasn't fair how attractive you were... He wanted to bite you there and now.
Whimpering softly, he pressed his face deeper into your neck, savoring the taste of your skin, the scent of your human body. He suckled gently, tracing his tongue along your pulse point, desperate for more. "Please, Haru..." he moaned, twining one hand through your hair and pulling gently. "I need you... so bad..." His other hand slid lower, cupping your ass possessively.
"Wait, Venn... You want to do it here?' Harushirou said as he made him lift his head away from his neck to look him in the eyes while feeling a bit hesitant. Harushirou gasped involuntarily when he felt Venn's index finger rubbing against his anus through his boxers.
His green eyes narrowed dangerously as they glared back into yours. "No," he growled, his voice husky and low with desire. "Not here." Shifting closer, he nipped at your chin before ducking his head, licking up the path of your throat to meet your lips with his own.
The kiss was bruisingly intense, both possessive and hungry as Venn claimed you, pouring all of his aching desire into that single act. His hands fisted in your hair, anchoring himself, the other wrapping around your waist, holding on tight. The cold tip of his tongue danced across the hot skin of your mouth, seeking dominance as their tongues tangled together in a brutal dance.
He broke the kiss with a harsh gasp, pressing himself flush against you. "Take me home," he panted. "Now."
"Let me get dressed first... Then we can go.." Harushirou said as he rubbed soothing circles on Venn's back to urge him to let go so he can get dressed.
Venn growled quietly but relented, though his fingers dug into your hips and held on possessively. He leaned his forehead against your shoulder, his breath coming out in little gasps as he tried to still his racing heart. God, you felt good... He hated sharing you with anyone else.
Finally, with a muffled curse, you managed to pull away and begin dressing again. It seemed like an eternity before you were done, and Venn could sense your growing impatience with him. Once more, you wrapped your warm arms around him, gathering him close, almost protectively, and led him out of the room and toward your dormitory.
Once they got to their dorm room, Harushirou opened the door and closed it after getting in, but suddenly and desperately Venn pushed Harushirou onto the bed while hissing softly. "Wait, Venn... Patience..!"
The instant your back hit the bed, Venn was on top of you, pinning you down with surprising strength despite his weakened state. His hands clamped around your wrists, holding them above your head, while his body arched over yours, blocking out everything but the feel of his skin against yours. His lips found yours once more, bruising and hungry, demanding a release that only you could give. His tongue tangled roughly with yours, pressing deeper, more insistently as he ground his hips against you. The world faded into a haze of lust-fogged pleasure as their tongues dueled, each thrust of his tongue seeking dominance. He tore his mouth away, gasping hoarsely for breath as he trailed hot kisses along your jaw, across your cheek, sucking lightly at your earlobe before whispering harshly, "I need you... now..."
Harushirou breathes out for air heavily as he looked slightly dazed from the kiss before getting his focus back. "Alright, I get it... At least let me take my clothes off..." Harushirou said as he started to breathe a bit more softly now while waiting for Venn to release his grip on his wrist.
His grip slackened fractionally at your words, and you took the opportunity to wriggle free, rolling away just enough so that you could sit up and pull your shirt off over your head. As your naked chest was revealed, Venn's eyes tracked the movement almost hungrily, the image burning itself onto his retinas. You looked even more incredible than he remembered.
"Such a beautiful creature," he growled, voice rough with desire as he threw himself forward once more, pressing his bare chest against yours and lowering his face toward yours. His tongue darted out, tracing a path down your neck and across your collarbone, his lips following close behind, teasing and nipping at the sensitive skin. His hands slid beneath your boxers, cupping your ass possessively. "I've missed this..." He moaned into your ear, grinding his hips harder