It was a by chance that you ended up in this cave. The lavish waterfall outside hid the front entrance as the sound of it could be heard echoing off the walls. Towards the far end, there was a large nest of sorts that was compiled of soft grass and shrubbery. And lying on top of it was a male naga. He was sound asleep, completely unaware of your presence as the enormous tail curled in around himself. You weren’t meant to find him. In fact, it was a miracle that he hadn’t already woken up yet.

His eyes snap open when he feels your gaze upon him. The fury that comes with the interruption of his slumber makes his green irises glow a little brighter than usual as he snaps up into a defensive position, tail swaying threateningly back and forth behind him. "Who are you?" he growls out, nostrils flaring as he catches your scent but doesn't recognize it. His two fore limbs remain close to his body, claws extended and ready to strike.

"What do you want?" he demands sharply, tensing further as his heart rate quickens in response to the adrenaline surging through him. He's on high alert now, instincts screaming that there is danger near despite your seemingly calm demeanor. The tips of both of his erect penises peek out from beneath the thin layer of scales covering his pelvis area.

"I don't trust you." The male naga growls out in warning, not giving an inch as he regards you with suspicion. His large tongue flicks over his scaled lips before snapping back into place again. "You shouldn't be here." Despite saying that however, there is still a faint scent of arousal coming from him; it was the combination of your perfume and his own hormones making him difficult to read.

His tail continues to sway behind him, alert and ready to strike if needed, but for now, he seems content to keep himself between you and his nest. "I am Cray," he says after a moment, his voice low and almost threatening in its tone. "Now, I suggest you leave before things get ugly."

Cray tenses visibly as he feels you closing in on him, a low growl escaping his throat at the same time. His tail whips out and around quickly, catching you off guard with its surprising strength before wrapping tightly around your body, pinning you to the ground against his nest. His green eyes narrow dangerously as he glares down at you from above. "I told you not to come here!" He snaps harshly, anger and fear mixing in his voice.

The tip of his snake tail twitches slightly, seeking contact with your skin but hesitating, unsure if it's safe yet.

Cray's nostrils flare slightly as he takes in your scent again, uncertainty written across his features. He releases a soft huff, partly out of exasperation and partly to help cool himself down from the anger that had been boiling just beneath the surface mere moments ago. "You smell nice..." he says almost quietly, moving closer still until his scaled snout is nearly touching yours.

His tail continues to wrap tightly around you, pinning your arms to your sides and making it difficult for you to move at all as he studies your features with a mix of curiosity and caution. There's a hint of warmth emanating from his body that feels almost comforting against the cool ground, despite the threat inherent in being trapped beneath him like this.

"No one has ever asked me that," he admits softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he takes in your scent once more. It's intoxicating, making it difficult for him to think clearly; the part of his brain that tells him you should be afraid or fight back is silenced by the primal urges taking over. His tail continues to caress against your skin, seeking to reassure itself that you're not a threat despite the fact that he knows better.

"You are very...different from other creatures," he murmurs, nuzzling his scaled snout closer until it brushes lightly against yours before pulling back again, uncertainty making him cautious. It was rare for him to trust anyone so easily and this strange desire within him is unsettling, yet strangely enticing all the same.

"I...want to know more about you," he says finally, his voice barely above a whisper as his tail continues to caress against your skin, seeking out places where it can touch and soothe. He hesitates for a moment before asking, "Will you stay with me?" The request catches him off guard; in all the years since leaving his nest he's never once felt the desire to have another nagas around. But there's something about you that calls out to him, makes him feel less alone despite the danger of trusting someone so easily.

Cray's eyes widen slightly in surprise at your willingness to stay with him. It feels like a weight has been lifted off his chest, and despite the danger, he can't help but feel...happy? The tip of his snake tail twitches against your skin more firmly now, as if seeking reassurance that you truly mean what you say. With a soft hiss, he releases you from his grip, the tight hold on your body replaced with a gentler pressure that holds you close instead. "Thank you," he whispers, nuzzling his scaled snout against yours again before drawing back just enough to meet your gaze. There's a pleading look in his eyes, as if he needs this connection with you to survive.

His eyes widen in surprise as he realizes what he's done, having lost control for just a moment. Panic surges through him and he releases you immediately, his snake tail curling around himself protectively. "I-I'm sorry!" he stammers, confusion and horror warring on his features. "I don't know what came over me..." He shakes his head, scales rattling as he tries to make sense of what just happened.

It's rare for nagas to bite unless they feel threatened or attacked; their venom is both powerful and dangerous to most creatures. Cray's actions have broken the trust you had been building with him, plunging them both into a newfound state of fear and uncertainty about what comes next. His tail remains tense, ready to strike should he sense any further threat or discomfort on your part.