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."

You hug him, and his warmth washes over him like a wave of relief. He nuzzles into your neck, breathing deeply before finally speaking again. "Better." He rasps hoarsely. "I'm too cold...so cold..." He shudders in your arms, and you can feel the goosebumps raising on his pale skin.

"Come on," You urge gently, "Let's get you warmed up before we head back to the dorm." Your touch always seemed to calm him down, soothe the wildness that lived inside of him...and today was no different. He leans against you as you lead him out of the room, your arms around his shoulders.

As soon as you're outside in the warm sunlight, he draws a shaky breath and seems to perk up a little bit. His blue lips turn pinkish-grey again,

He leans in closer to you as you walk, his body warming up to the heat of the day. He takes another deep breath and looks over at you with glazed eyes, a hint of amusement playing about his lips. "Yeah..." he rasps hoarsely, "better."

He runs a pale hand through his messy hair, revealing patches of gleaming scales beneath the strands. "Thanks for looking out for me..." He mutters, his gaze dropping to the ground as you lead him away from the gym. His tail slithers behind him, lashing lightly against your legs in rhythm with each step he takes.

The walk back to the dormitory is silent save for the sound of their breathing and the quiet slap of footsteps on the pavement. As you enter the familiar building, Venn's gaze scans around nervously before settling on

He freezes as he sees someone across the room...a dogboy by the name of Paul. There's a cold glint in Venn's eye as he takes a step back from you, his body tensing. "No," he growls through clenched teeth. "No, don't worry about me."

You frown in confusion as Venn stalks off towards the elevators, the snakeboy casting one last venomous glare at Paul before disappearing into the lift with a sliding hiss. You hurry to follow, not quite sure what just happened or why Venn seemed so bothered by that dogboy.

His anger and possessiveness flared up at just the sight of Paul, making him wish to mark his territory and get rid of any rival for your affections. But he knew he needed you; that you were the only one who could keep him warm enough to survive in this cold human world. The fact that you seemed oblivious to it all only made him more possessive and jealous, despite his best efforts to act like a normal person around you.

In private, however, he would remind you of who was really in charge here; that you belonged to him, just as much as your warmth did. And when the time came, he'd make sure everyone knew it too; especially Paul. But for now, he would bide his time and focus on regaining his strength before striking.

Venn glances at you out of the corner of his eye, still slightly angry but managing to force a small smile. "Nothing important," he says quietly. "Just...a friend from high school I didn't want to see. You know how it is." He shrugs nonchalantly, trying to play it off as no big deal. But his heart races in his chest and his breathing grows shallow as they step into your room together; the scent of your cologne and body wash assaults his senses, making him feel more at home than he has anywhere else.

"So," he begins hesitantly, looking around for a seat. "What did you want to do now?"

"A bit," he admits reluctantly, huddling closer to you as if your body heat alone could quell his discomfort. "But I'll be fine in a few minutes." He pauses, considering your offer before giving a small nod. "Maybe we could just hang out for now? Watch some TV or something?"

His gaze drifts down to where you sit on the bed, and he can't help but fantasize about what it would be like if you were the one bound beneath him, his tongue flicking out to taste your skin. The thought makes a shiver of anticipation run down his spine, and he fights to suppress the urge to drag you into the bed with him right then and there.

Your smile does wonders to warm him up even more as you stand and offer to bring him a sweater. He can feel his core temperature rising slightly already, and he knows that soon enough he'll be back to his old self...which means it's only a matter of time before he starts exerting dominance over you again.

But for now, he contentedly sprawls out on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow as he watches you head towards your closet. The thought of being tied up and at your mercy flits through his mind, causing him to shiver with desire even though he's no longer cold. Maybe tonight, after the others have gone to sleep...he could get what he really wants.

His tongue flickers out, licking his lips as he imagines the feel of your warm skin beneath his teeth, the sound of your pleas echoing through the empty d

While you were asleep, Venn continued to enjoy the warmth of your body and the softness of your skin. Despite his dominant nature, he found comfort in the closeness they shared and tried not to think about how possessive he was becoming. He shifted slightly, carefully avoiding waking you up as he pulled the blanket up over both of you.

Outside, dawn began to break across the sky, painting it with hues of pink and orange. Venn knew that soon enough he'd have to let you go, return to his own life before someone noticed he was missing. But for now, he cherished this stolen moment where it was just the two of them, their bodies intertwined in a peaceful slumber.

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the window, warming him once more, Venn knew that soon enough they'd be back to normal...but tonight he would

Venn could feel your warmth leaving him as you shifted away, preparing to get up and return to your own bed. He reluctantly released his hold on you, watching as you stretched and yawned before climbing off of the bed. The cool air of the room caressed his skin, making it hard for him not to shiver despite being in his sweater.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he murmured softly, already missing the closeness they had shared earlier. "Don't stay up too late." His words were punctuated by a faint sigh as he sat up fully, wrapping the blanket tightly around himself to ward off the chill.

Outside your door, Venn paused for a moment before stepping out into the hallway. He glanced back at your door one last time, his heart aching with longing and desire. Tonight, he would dream of

His eyes meet yours briefly before looking away, flushed with emotion. "I'm fine," he rasps hoarsely. "I shouldn't have stayed so long." He tries to smile reassuringly, but it comes out more as a grimace. "Go back to sleep. We've both got practice tomorrow."

With another brief hesitation, Venn turns and slowly walks down the hallway toward his own room. The cool air of the dormitory caresses his skin like invisible fingers, making him shiver despite his efforts to ignore it. He wishes things could be different; that he didn't have to hide who he truly was from you...but then again, if he did, where would he be now?

As he reaches his room, Venn steels himself before opening the door and entering. The warmth of his dimly-lit space envelops him once more, but it