@dearxeden || continued from ( x )
Naturally, she immediately perked up when she saw her boyfriend walking into the kitchen. Her arms automatically wrapping around him when he kissed her cheek. "Jenna is being annoying again, she's being nosy and I decided to leave before telling her to fuck off. You know how much she loves gossip and minding other people's business" she shrugged her shoulders. "But I did miss you tho... so come here" she then added with a small smirk, holding out her hand to pull him in. "Are you drunk?" She asked, sipping a bit of her drink. “I’m gonna have to drive you home, mister” she grinned lovingly.
Summer Of Whump - Day 15: Hair Grabbing
Trapped in the grips of the dragons’ talons, whumpee had nowhere to go and no way loose. Whumpee knew that they were told not to go without the others, but this quest was personal. The whumper sorcerer stepped out of the darkness, looking over their pet’s new toy. “It’s been ages whumpee. I wondered when you’d find me.” The dragon squeezed harder, the whumpee let out a pained and winded groan. Their arms were pinned to their side, and they were elevated slightly of the ground.
The dragon brought its face close to the whumpee, a snake-like tongue came out and licked their cheek. The whumpee’s face scrunched in fear and disgust. Whumper chucked. They approached whumpee, their captive prize, and stroked their hair. “I’ve missed you. You were always my favorite conquerer. My favorite ‘slayer of evil.’” Whumper grabbed a fistful of whumpees hair and pulled their head back. Their neck was on full display, open and vulnerable. It was this that made them struggle in the scaly grip of the giant lizard.
Around the arm of the sorcerer a snake slithered into view. It came out of the sleeve of the whumpers exotic garment, wrapped around their limb like a vine. Whumpee watched the snake with fear as it approached their neck. “No, no… st-stop.” Their protest was quiet and under a shaky breath. There was no point to yell, but the reaction was automatic, instinctive. Shortly after the snake bumped its nose into the neck skin, it opened its mouth and hit down hard around the front of whumpee’s throat. This is when it was appropriate to scream out, and whumpee did so. Their scream filled the dark cave they were in, echoing around the walls, elongating it; a short pained yelp of a scream turned agonizing, curddling cry.
Whumper snickered, and after a few pumps of venom into whumpees bloodstream, the snake retracted its fangs and turned to slither back into the darkness of whumpers clothes. Whumper let go of whumpees hair and whumpee couldn’t keep their head up, immediately falling forward. They did try to keep it up, but everything in their vision was swimming. They felt hot, sweat building up quickly all over their body. With their breathing getting faster and heavier, their panic setting it, it only further weakened their resolve. The dragon released the whumpee and whumpee fell to the ground, collapsing in on themselves, unable to stand. They were losing consciousness. The last thing they saw was the whumper smiling over them, winking.