It looked real. The girl's dusky olive flesh gave way to glittering green and bronze scales, and instead of legs, her hips flowed together into a long... serpentine body, a significant portion of which was currently coiled around his body and lifting him up off the floor.This was fucked up.Abraham prided himself on possessing a pragmatic, well-grounded nature. There were two explanations. Either this was a dream or hallucination, or reality was a lot fucking weirder than he'd previously thought.. Was listening to Neon Moon from Brooks & Dunn and because I’m nowhere close to a scene like this in my RP’s, I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written a store by myself in forever. I am using lines from the song in this!WARNING, it’s a sad and short Drarry one-shot, no happy ending. I might make a happy ending, because I do have an idea for. I brought my head down so close that I could smell her intoxicating musky odor. My tongue stretched out and for the first time I tasted a woman’s nectar. It tasted great and I started to lap away like crazy. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Seema’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it. I’d seen videos so I knew to. I continued walking and swung the other pin into the back of the head of another man. I pulled the girl out of the way and lashed out and into the forehead of the third man. The last turned and started to reach for his weapon but he still held the money box. I smashed one of the belaying pins along side of his head and then brought the other down on the top.He dropped to the deck and I looked at the others. They were not moving and I relaxed and bent to strip them. I tied their hands behind.