The Serpentine Bodyguard

Panicking slightly, he whirled around and hastily grabbed his coffee mug from the shelf. A brief look over his shoulder revealed that it was Liam, who gave Hssara a generous berth as he headed for the fridge, but that didn't stop the viper from getting chatty. "Hey, you want some coffee?" she asked, casually hiking a thumb back toward the pot.

Liam briefly looked to his boss, then proceeded to retrieve something from the fridge. "Nah, I'm good," he replied, trying not to sound like he was addressing an alien snake monster. After he retrieved a can of something, the man backed out of the break room, keeping his eyes on Hssara as if it'd stop her from attacking.

Once Clark was alone with his bodyguard, the human awkwardly turned back around, mind whirring with thoughts of what'd just happened. She'd enjoyed it, that much she knew, and even when he'd gawked at her nether regions, she actually seemed turned on by it. He could practically feel her yellow eyes tracing over him, either conducting some sort of alien calculation or simply thirsting for some human company... should he talk about it, or just pretend there was nothing between them? Was it wrong that he felt an attraction to her, even though they weren't from the same planet?

Luckily, Clark was saved from his own thoughts by the beeping of the coffee pot; thanks to patented ADVENT technology, the appliance finished brewing just in time to give him a break. He quickly pulled it out, poured some coffee into his mug, then set about tempering it with cream and sugar. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Hssara pouring herself a cup, and after he started heading back to his office, she began adding supplements to her own drink.

A few seconds after he sat back at his desk, she came in with her own cup of coffee, and once she sat back down, he heard her take a long slurp of the warm drink. "Hmm, not bad," she remarked, "I always heard human coffee was super bitter..."

Not wanting to stir things further, her human ward tried to pass it off as her thinking out loud, but some nervous corner of his mind couldn't hurt but blurt something out. "It's because of the cream. Plain coffee is super bitter."

"Hmm..." Her slurping continued in silence for what remained of the day, and although she didn't bother making any additional comments, Clark just knew she was ogling him like a slab of juicy meat. It was hard to concentrate with her occupying every crevice of his mind, making him fantasize about having her body wrapped around his once again... what did she look like under that armor? Did she have breasts? Nipples? A belly button? What would she be willing to do with that tongue? Were they even compatible? Would it be tight? Warm? Wet?

Time gradually slipped away as his brain ran rampant, and before he knew it, the clock on his desktop read 5 pm. He hurried out into the office to say his goodbyes, thanking his team for the day's diligence and for not minding their new coworker. Many still shot suspicious glances at Hssara as she waited by his office door, but far fewer had looks of abject horror as they headed out for the night.

Under normal circumstances, Clark would've stayed in for a while longer to tie up loose ends, but seeing Hssara standing by the door made him reconsider. Being alone with her in an empty office seemed like a recipe for a scandal, and he wasn't about to get caught on camera getting nasty with a snake... even if her eager gaze was awfully tempting. "I think I'm gonna head out, Hssara... see you tomorrow."

He was a bit too preoccupied with grabbing his stuff to notice her almost fiendish grin. "Oh, yes you will."

Once Clark finished packing up, he headed out to the parking lot with his serpentine shadow not far behind. There weren't too many cars left behind, one of which was his own sleek-yet-practical 2024 Toyota Corolla; upon pressing the key fob, its lights blinked, and the driver-side door popped open invitingly. There was another vehicle in the lot that caught his attention, an ominous black van emblazoned with the ADVENT logo, but he quickly realized it must be Hssara's ride as he slipped into the driver seat. Hopefully, she'd go off to wherever vipers bedded down, giving him a chance to sort through everything that had happened and maybe do a little research. As much as he tried to suppress them, thoughts of getting another serpentine hug kept popping up in his mind, usually followed by a torrent of ethical questions...

He made it about a third of the way home before realizing something was wrong: that black ADVENT van was following him. At first, he thought it might be a trick of the light, or maybe just a coincidence, but after five blocks, it was apparent he was being followed. As with most ADVENT vans, the front window was tinted, making it nigh impossible to see the driver, but Clark could guess who was riding in back. Was she under orders to follow him no matter what? Was this personal? Was she just flat-out stalking him? Did he want her to follow him home?

Just to make sure his suspicions were correct, Clark circled the block to his right, and sure enough, the van was never more than a few cars behind him. The thought of really trying to lose the tail crossed his mind, but he quickly remembered that they had his home address, and if Hssara really wanted to catch up with him, she could just camp out by his apartment. That left him two choices, either go home like a sane person or make a break for it... and the latter seemed like a great way to get either kidnapped or killed.

Clark couldn't decide whether he felt relieved or anxious as he made his way back to his abode, and once he parked in his usual spot, the black van pulled in right beside him. Technically, that spot was supposed to be reserved for a neighbor who didn't even have a car, but he doubted the landlord would dare to tow anything belonging to ADVENT. A few seconds after stepping out of his own vehicle, he heard the subtle pop of the van's back doors opening, followed by a familiar slithering noise. Moments later, the doors closed back up, and Hssara slid around the corner of the van. "Hey there, Clark," came her casual greeting, "Mind showing me to your apartment?" Slung over her shoulder was a big black duffle bag, and in one scaly hand was her plasma rifle.

It seemed the universe demanded that he confront his conflicted opinions on interspecies relations, and Clark couldn't help but let out a short sigh. "I take it they told you to follow me home?" he asked, already moving toward the building's door.

"Well, I'm not much good to you if I'm only with you for eight hours of the day." The viper smoothly followed along behind him, taking care not to get her tail caught in the door as it automatically swung shut. "What, you don't like having a giant snake following you around?"

As Clark marched into the elevator, he saw one of the other tenants coming down the stairs, but the man practically sprinted back up when he saw Hssara. "It's not that I don't like you, it's just that..." His neighbors would be terrified of her? People might think he was some kind of alien shill? He had no clue what a viper's daily routine looked like? The thought of what she might do behind closed doors both worried and aroused him? "It's just that I don't exactly have a guest bedroom."

Hssara followed him into the lift, coiling her thick tail like a pile of rope to take up as little floor space as possible. Clark hit the button, and the doors closed, leaving the odd pair alone during the trip to the 8th floor. "Oh, that's fine," the viper replied, "I can just sleep on the couch... unless there's something else you had in mind."

Clark could almost feel her mischievous grin behind him, and he knew she was trying to bait him into letting her into his bed. She wanted him, and deep down, he could tell a primal piece of him wanted her too. God, to be snuggled up in bed, bare skin pressed against her scales as her tail squeezed around him, gently making love as her tongue wormed its way around his mouth...

Jesus Christ, what was he thinking? He couldn't screw her... right? There had to be some kind of repercussion if he did, or he had to be getting the wrong signals... she was an alien, after all. Maybe what he interpreted as flirting was just friendly banter for her, and if he made a move on her, she'd think he was some kind of freak. Despite the clarity of this hypothesis, Clark could feel beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead, and he was quick to wipe them away. Mercifully, the elevator doors opened before he could get too uncomfortable, and he swiftly proceeded down the hall toward his apartment. The number 809 marked the holy sanctuary that was his private abode, and after unlocking the door, he and his serpentine bodyguard headed inside.

The apartment had a fairly minimalistic layout, with one big room supplemented by a bedroom and a bathroom. Despite the clutter on some of the shelves, it all had a very organized air about it, with the main area sectioned up into a living room and an office with a bit of paper paneling. "Mi casa su casa," Clark sighed, heading toward his bed. "There's food in the fridge if you eat that sort of thing..."

"Gotcha..." Hssara set down her bag beside the loveseat in front of the holographic TV, looking over the collection of DVDs organized in the stand beneath it. "Seems a bit small for someone so important..."

"It's got everything I need," Clark replied matter-of-factly, "Besides, I've still got another three months on my lease before I can move." He quickly popped off his shoes, removed his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt a bit, trying to find solace in his usual evening routine. However, as soon as he turned around, he saw that Hssara was doing the same by slipping off her bracers and headpiece, seemingly intent on relaxing into her new environment. Next, she gracefully began undoing the various straps and buckles that held up her body armor, and after a few seconds, she pulled the whole thing off. Clark got a nice view of her bare, diamond-patterned back, from the top of her head all the way down to where her abdomen gradually melded into her tail. It was truly a sight to behold... but then Hssara kicked it up to eleven by turning around.

The viper made absolutely no attempt to cover her chest, not a single motion to avert his leering gaze from her full frontal display. If he'd stopped to look her in the eye, he wouldn't have seen an ounce of shame, just a frisky, horny gleam. She didn't do anything for what felt like an eternity, letting Clark soak up the sight of her round, scaly, nippleless, C-cup tits. However, his eyes didn't take long to drift downward; even from this distance, he could make out her plump slit, almost as puffed-out as a human's labia, and he could just barely see the pink flesh inside as the entrance pulsed. "I... ah," he stammered, "You're, er..."

"What, don't like what you see?" Hssara began slowly slithering closer to her human prey, still not doing anything to cover up her blatant nudity. "Are you too high and mighty to think an alien hot?"

"N-no, you're beautiful, it's just... I didn't think you wanted it." Clark immediately regretted his slip of the tongue, even though Hssara didn't seem to care one bit.

"Well then, let me clear up any mixed signals I've been giving." Once she crept close enough, she tenderly laid her hands on Clark's shoulders, gently squeezing as she gazed into his eyes. "I have spent my entire adult life deprived of a good, hard dicking, and you're the first human I've met who not only isn't scared of me but actually thinks I'm bangable." The viper paused for a moment, cocking her head, then asked, "This your first time with anyone?"

Maybe it was her confirmation, or perhaps it was the stiffy pitching a tent in his pants, but something was helping Clark loosen up. "Actually, it's my second," he replied as he suddenly pulled her close, "But she wasn't anywhere near as beautiful as you." Before Hssara could make a witty reply, he put one hand behind her hood and pulled her into a kiss, pressing her reptilian lips to his. His free arm hugged her scaly yet supple body tight, and after a moment, she hugged him right back. The viper almost fanatically leaned into his smooch, relishing the contact of his soft mouth on her own and of her naked body against his warm clothes. After a few seconds of making out, Hssara's prehensile tongue darted past his lips, and Clark could feel it rooting around within his mouth. It felt both weird and exhilarating to swap spit with a snake, almost like he'd been fantasizing about this moment his entire life... and he got the feeling he wasn't alone in such fantasizing.

Clark quickly decided to kick things up another notch and reached down, tracing his fingers along Hssara's smooth belly. When they finally reached her engorged slit, he could feel the viper tense just a bit, and as they ran down its full length, she pulled back to let out a tiny gasp. The scales down there were every bit as soft as skin, plump with arousal and ever so slick with feminine fluids; the entrance practically radiated warmth, and he could feel her muscles throbbing underneath. "Feels like someone's excited," Clark purred, right before slipping two fingers inside with a subtle squelch. He gently pressed a few knuckles deep into her warm, slimy depths, then rubbed the top of her tunnel as he pulled back, brushing up a soft little lump about an inch inward.

As soon as he rubbed it, he could feel Hssara's nethers clench, and a blissful moan escaped her serpentine lips. "Ahhh, right there! Oh, haspana..."

Encouraged by her needy groans and tight grip, Clark began rubbing slow, firm circles around the little nub, much to the viper's content. He could practically feel her getting wetter by the second, secreting a musky slime in preparation for what would inevitably come next. Watching Hssara moan and squirm beneath his gentle touch evaporated what remained of Clark's inhibitions, allowing him to fully dedicate himself to the alien before him. "Wow," he remarked, "Are vipers normally this sensitive, or are you just really pent up?"

"It's... mrrrgh... both," Hssara panted, "Gaaahhhh, just don't stop!"

"As you wish..." With a lusty grin on his face, Clark hugged her hips with his free hand and lifted her up, putting her scaly tits right at mouth level.

Thanks to her tail acting as a steady base, the viper managed to remain standing while her human lover licked right where her nipple would have been, and though she didn't have a little fleshy nub there, her melons were still wonderfully sensitive to his warm tongue. She'd never imagined having a primate slobber all over her chest could be positively arousing, but combined with his dexterous fingers, it was ten times better than anything she'd done to herself. With one scaly hand, she grabbed the back of his head, her claws barely grazing his scalp as she hung onto his hair. "Tejoasa... oh, Clark!"

"Mmmm," the human replied, his lips still suckling at Hssara's non-existent teat. Even though he could feel her clutching a handful of his hair, and even though her other hand's claws were digging into his back, it didn't hold a candle to the fun he was having.

After just a minute of intense foreplay, Hssara seemed to be teetering on the brink of a climax, but his pace was interrupted by the viper's hissing voice. "Wait, can't stay... up," she groaned, "Just gotta... down..." Gradually, she began lowering herself to the ground, and Clark was quick to follow, allowing her to enjoy his amazing fingers without the risk of falling over.

"How's that?" Clark asked, "Better?" The human was lying right next to the viper's torso, pausing his sucking just long enough to speak before diving right back in.

"Nnnngh... perfect." She could feel the human's fingers plunging even deeper than before, and before long, he popped in a third to add a sense of girth. Her body was tensing under the sensual assault, winding up like a spring as her tail writhed on the ground, and before long, it felt like an ancient dam inside her was almost broken. "Ah, Clark... gonna... gonna... gaaaaahhhhh!" As she finally orgasmed after so long alone, her tail instinctually took hold of what was nearby, which happened to be Clark's shin; both tail and snatch squeezed with surprising force, pulling the human's fingers inward and nearly crushing his leg. Her hips bucked up against his touch while the hand in his hair pressed him down, forcing his face into her scaly cleavage. Clark didn't mind one bit, and as he rode out her climax with fingers still inside her, he relished the feeling of her jiggly tits on either side of his face. She might not be a human, but she sure came like one... although she hadn't lasted more than a few minutes.

Once the initial surge of ecstasy faded, Hssara's frantic panting gradually mellowed out, and Clark took it as a sign that she'd fully finished. "You ready for more?" he asked, lifting his head from between her breasts to look her in the eye. After sitting up just a bit, he pulled his fingers free of her loins with a soft slurping noise, then sucked her tangy juices off his digits.

"Mmmm... I'm just getting started," she purred in reply, "But how about we get those clothes off you first? Wouldn't want to stain those fancy slacks..."

Clark merely replied with a grin, then got to his feet, immediately compromising his balance to get his socks pulled off. Then, once his bare feet were flat on the ground, he started unbuttoning the rest of his dress shirt; Hssara immediately got to work untucking it, and between the two of them, the garment practically fell off. From there, the human pulled his undershirt over his head while the viper undid the front of his slacks, stripping him down to his boxers once he stepped out of his pants. Finally, Hssara was left facing Clark's raging erection, barely held back by the fabric of his underwear. "Go ahead," the human teased, "It doesn't bite."

She briefly looked up at him, allowing the human to see the lust and hunger gleaming in her eyes and grin, then turned back to her prize. As the viper's clawed fingers gingerly hooked under the elastic waistband, Clark felt a shiver of terrified excitement course through his nerves, and as she pulled the boxers down to his knees, it doubled in intensity. Here he was, showing off his cock to an alien being... and she was leering at it like a golden idol. "Wow... it's bigger than I thought," she murmured, gently beginning to stroke the sensitive organ. She seemed absolutely mesmerized by how the skin slid back and forth, the way it twitched and throbbed as she held it. A tiny droplet of precum leaked from the tip, and she immediately licked up, seeming to savor the slightly salty flavor. Then, she buried her nose in the space between his cock and balls, putting his dick right on top of her head, and took a deep sniff of his primal musk. "Mmmm, you smell amazing," she purred, gazing up at her human lover from crotch level. "Mind if I have a taste?"

Any thoughts of poison-spitting or needle-sharp fangs had long since been driven from Clark's mind. "Sure, I won't stop you."

Instead of diving right in, however, Hssara simply cracked a devilish grin, and Clark was about to ask what was wrong when she suddenly surged upward. In one swift motion, she raised her torso above clark's head, coiled around behind his neck, then spiraled her way down his body, clutching him tightly with her muscular tail; the human found himself completely bound save for his left arm, with the viper's coils keeping the rest of him pinned down. A moment later, he realized Hssara had just put her entire weight on him, causing him to topple over like a felled tree with no limbs to stop him. Luckily, the viper's thick tail absorbed nearly all of the impact, leaving him unharmed but mostly helpless. When Clark looked down, he saw her gently grasp his hard-on from where it peeked from between her coils, licking her lips at the thought of what she'd do next. "Just relax," she seductively purred, "I promise I won't squeeze too hard..."