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Bes' terrarium was out of place. Just below a window... A window that was extremely close to the jungle. Laila rushed back to her apartment, tearing off the hospital gown, she rushed to her dresser and pulled on a proper shirt. Pausing momentarily she took in the air. Only very faint traces of spice lingered. She hurried back out and stared at the window. Deftly she hopped on to the counter and through the window. The drop was slight, she landed softly. There was no one around, she quickly crossed the maybe three yards to the jungle and worked her way in as quietly as possible.

Laila kept a keen eye for overturned foliage, blood or tracks of any kind. Trying to recall all of her deer hunting knowledge she crept along, her nose trained for the sweet hot scent of her Apparition. Staving off irritation, she centered herself, soothing her nerves and priming her reflexes should she need them. Hearing a rustle she carefully turned her head toward it, only to see a spider monkey fleeing. Continuing on she allowed herself to become absorbed in her mission, focussed only on obtaining her Apparition, no more monkeys to distract her. She willed him to her, called out with her mind, her senses.

Cinnamon burst into the air, by a glade, a small pool fed by a brook wandered through an open area, the moonlight brilliant on the water, illuminating the clearing, casting inky shadows into the jungle, against the trees. Surely this was where he was, if not where he stayed, his scent was so thick in the air. She felt taken over by it, it was heady and delicious, almost tangible. She walked into the clearing, standing by the water, exposing herself to him, if he were around. It was so hard to think with the scent-taste, it made her feel intoxicated, aroused, rash. Laila opened her mouth a bit, letting the air circulate from her olfactory to her palate. She could almost taste his skin.

Cracking her eyes she saw her Apparition just across the embankment, a few feet away. She slanted her eyes, exposing the bronzy column of her neck, ran a hand over the exposed flesh until she caught the opposite elbow. On some level, she admonished herself for being so blatant toward a man that she knew absolutely nothing about. �Better to have lived a hedonist, than to have died a prude.� Her companion seemed to cock his head to the side inquisitively. Unsure if she should approach him openly, she sank slowly to her knees, looking up under lashes, holding a hand out, she curled her fingers inward, beckoning.

Her Apparition came to her, stepping into the water, standing in front of her, she had to tilt her head completely back to look up toward his face. Laila purred softly, a sound that had been the undoing of many a man, in her experience. He seemed no different as he shuddered and pressed closer to her, his knees on either side of her thighs. He purred in return and she moaned deeply. �If I can't see you, I'd at least like to know whose name I need to call.� her voice was husky, layered with a need she'd never felt before.

�A'apep.� came a very rough voice. Laila shivered. His voice was so deep, it felt so much different in her ears than any other man. She ran her hands up his thighs, they were massive, and undoubtedly powerful.

�Laila.� She felt a rumble as she continued up his sides, his herculean chest shuddering with his voice;

�I know.� Laila moaned in spite of herself. She should be angry that he had been stalking her. That he was so presumptuous, but she was lost in the feel of his skin, it was smooth, slippery almost. His scent was driving her to utter distraction, building an intense heat in her core, priming her for intercourse. She moved her hands to the apex of his legs, brushing her fingertips along the junction of leg and sex. A'apep growled, and she smiled wickedly. He shifted suddenly, working to lay her back, and remove her clothing. He made short work of her shoes, and she gladly helped, removing her shirt, glad she had neglected her bra in her haste to find him. The cool breeze caressed her skin as it was revealed, pulling her nipples to attention. A'apep ran a nail down her panty covered genitals. Laila growled, that was a trick he had obviously picked up from spying on her while she worked Sarah over.

A trill sounded, and the garment was removed, exposing her neatly shorn sex to him at last. A'apep growled deeply, her scent was divine and obscene simultaneously. It was heady and alluring, but so very alien, so exotic. He inhaled, savouring it, this was why he'd been following her. He carefully ran the pad of his index finger over her entrance, she was so incredibly wet. She arched against him, he legs opening to him, one on either side of his kneeling form. Laila was beginning to get impatient �Either you give me the lay of a life time right now, or I'm out.� His head jerked up �I'm naked and aching to be filled, and you haven't decloaked or whatever, which is fine, if that's the way you want it...� she ran a hand down to her core, whetted her fingertips and brought them up to her clit �all I really need uncovered at the moment is your cock. And I kind of need it now.�

�I will terrify you.� it was incredibly difficult for him to speak her strange language when she was playing with herself.

�The only thing terrifying me at the moment is the thought of not getting a raucous fucking.� she slipped her fingers down, dipping into her needy sex, moaning invitingly as she did. It broke his last reserve of logic. He decloaked, and leaned forward, having uncovered himself previously, while she was distracted. The wide head of his cock teased at her entrance. She growled and bucked against him, trying to take him in.

�Do you fear me?� his voice was dark, it held a strange quality in it's depths. Laila opened her eyes to find herself staring into the cold black eyes of a large metal mask. She noted his hair, long and black, taken into hundreds of slender locks, the moonlight glinting off of silver beads that adorned his hair.

�If that's the way you want it, baby.� Laila threaded her fingers into his richly textured locks and yanked downward, shoving herself against his engorged member. He growled loudly, her tight, slick heat engulfing him in fits and starts. �Oh sweet mother of Christ...� she moaned emphatically. He was giant, certainly keeping with the rest of his appearance, and ridged, with softly crested points from his crown down his shaft, that swept off into long swales that smoothed out on the underside of his cock. �God alive!� she pulled herself up, sliding back down slowly, to fully appreciate his unique shape. A'apep took hold of her wrists, taking only a moment to marvel at how tiny her wrists felt in his hands before he pinned them above her head. He thrust into her as gently as he could, he did not want to break her. She moaned and demanded more. He picked up the pace by a fraction, she was so delicious, so tight he was surprised she could take him. Laila snapped her hips up to meet his next thrust, adding her force to it, showing him that she wasn't kidding when she asked for more. �Fuck. Me.� she punctuated her words with energetic thrusts. He roared, he couldn't take her wet heat and the commands, together.

A'apep abandoned his attempts at gentleness and began taking her as roughly as he wanted. She was so slender and small that her body jerked with each thrust, tearing an encouragement or an obscenity from her throat. �Yes yes yes yes yes... Now, please, harder, fuck� he felt her shuddering, her thighs against his sides tensing and shaking as her words began to blur together. Suddenly Laila arched against him, screaming, and her sex clamped down and convulsed around him. Thrusting haphazardly, he quickly found his release in her still shuddering core, managing just barely to keep his roar to a growl. She collapsed to the ground, and he let go of her wrists in favour of propping himself on his forearms. Laila mumbled contentedly. A'apep purred and nuzzled against her.

Laila awoke, the moon only slightly out of it's previous position. She had been worried that A'apep would have sneaked off while she had been snoozing. She cast an appraising eye over his physique. If she hadn't been so incredibly difficult to fluster, she supposed his skin might have put her off. In the crystalline moonlight, his skin shimmered softly, the light reflecting off of tiny scales that were smooth to the touch. She inspected his colouration, the soft sandy shade that graced his stomach and inner thighs, deepening into a smoky black, adorned with a softly geometric grid of pitch coloured spots.

Curious, she looked to his now soft member, noting that it was a slightly darker sand. It curled in on itself, the ridges she had felt earlier still stood in definition, almost like armour plating. Unable to resist the temptation, she reached out, running her fingers over it, pleased when he began to respond immediately. About facing so she lay with her head by his sex she breathed softly against it. The musky undertones of his scent beginning to overwork the sweet cinnamon. Licking experimentally she tried to detect his taste through her own. Certainly she tasted nothing like the strange earthy spicy flavour she was experiencing? He tasted something akin to a full spice cabinet, with a thousand different flavours and scents all mixing together to form a symphony. She decided she was fond of it. Tracing her fingertips along the smooth underside of his rapidly growing member she took the head in to her mouth, noting with some amazement how incredibly large he was. Not much longer than perhaps seven inches, but awesomely thick, taking him in to her mouth put her nearly at capacity.

A'apep woke slowly, still dazed by the heavy musk that clung to him. He purred deeply appreciative of the delicate attention to his cock. There was a pause in the ministrations, and he shifted his hips slightly, encouraging Laila. Certainly no other female had ever pleasured him so, and he thought that perhaps this would ruin him for the attentions of his own species. Laila stopped for a moment, straddling him, she rubbed herself against the valley between his pectoral muscles, looking over her shoulder provocatively. Leaning down she took him into her mouth again, raising her bottom, exposing her sex, and moaning. Clawed hands wrapped firmly around her hips, indecisive between keeping her mouth deliciously attached, or moving her still wet sex to his. He growled to see his seed leaking from her, running down her thighs and pooling on his skin, a deep sense of satisfaction at having filled her so completely. A desperate, clawing desire to repeat the process took hold of A'apep.

He shoved her full hips toward his member, an uncontrollable urge to sire on her blinding him to everything else. He was pleased with how quickly she responded, setting herself upon him, but he could not grasp why she had done so facing away from him. He roared when she took him in fully, rolling her hips. A'apep took a hold of and ravished her. Laila lost her sense of self, completely taken over by sensation. Everything seemed so much more intense, so much more detached. His scent was around her like a physical thing, his hands were branding hot against her skin, the ridges of his cock fulfilling and depleting. She screamed. The moon seemed so bright, the trees so dark. Laila fainted against the onslaught.
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