Trap her and go to sleep.

You've had a long day and you're not about to miss out on your hard-earned sleep. You shift your tail until the female is half leaning, half laying on top of it, then you proceed warp you tail around her body in a tight spiral, making sure to prevent any form of movement on her part. For a second you're tempted to test your power and crush her in your hold, taking bitter **** for all the time's Players have mistreated you, but you quickly banish the thought.

If she truly is as weak as you hope, there will be ample time and opportunity to kill her in later, just like there is now, and was earlier. With that in mind, you settle on top of your own coils and idly run a hand through the females brown hair, reflecting back on the day's events. Of those precious few days you have experienced in their entirety, this one was without a doubt the craziest. Before closing your eyes you barely remember unequipping your new staff, letting it fall to the floor beside you, then you're claimed by sleep.

Your dreams are filled with vivid imagery about the female you have... acquired, showing of the both of you in a variety of sexual acts, some part of your mind being impressed with the creativity of it all. Sadly, just as you're starting to truly enjoy yourself, as you're rudely ripped out of lala-land, thanks to the very same female that just seconds before was doing something very interesting with her hands... You take a second to sort dream from reality, the incessant screaming not being very helpful.

After you finally arrive in the realm of the awake, you raise an eyebrow and the struggling female, who, now that she knows you're awake, starts to scream even louder. You twitch and recoil, your hand flies up to protect your sensitive ears, then you abruptly tighten your hold on her, effectively cutting off her air supply. The Player barely manages to squeak, before she wisely starts to hold her breath. Still groggy from your rude awakening you shift, until you're face to face with her.

You can feel her shake in your grasp, obviously deliciously uncomfortable with her predicament. A malicious grin twists your expression, as you find your earlier hopes fulfilled. She truly is weaker than you! Seems like your previous fears, about her killing you in your sleep, were unfounded. You decide to play nice for now, even if her weakness sets of a variety of depraved imagery in your head.

"Will - you - please - stop - screaming?", you ask, underlining each word with a poke to her forehead. Green eyes widen at the sound of your voice, and it almost looks like she's going to start screaming again, despite her limited air supply, but then she, quite literally, swallows her scream and nods emphatically. You smile a tired, but nonetheless excited smile and loosen your hold on her, still not allowing any movement but at least letting her breath again. "See?" You ask. "That's a lot better, isn't it?"

"Y-Yeah." She answers shakily. "I-I didn't know you could talk."

You hum your acknowledgment and once again lie down on your tail. "Is that so uncommon?" You ask her with genuine curiosity, the sleepiness fading from your voice and mind. Between running from Players and waiting for your respawn timer to run out, you've never really had the time, or opportunity to socialize.

"W-Well, yes. I-I think... I mean, I don't really know. I-I'm only level three..." she trails off, her nervous voice shrinking to barely a whisper at the end of the explanation.She tenses up as you reach out and start petting her head, in what you hope is a soothing manner. Or, maybe you're just looking for an excuse to touch her again, who knows.

"Who was the person you were with?" You ask her, deciding to make small talk, for the time being. You, of course, have a whole wagon-load of questions, but you decide to try to get her to relax, for now.

"Hmm?" She blinks, distracted by your ministrations. "Oh! Him! Umm... He was a level one I tricked into becoming my 'student', so I could get this mentor-student only quest. The people in my guild said that it would be really easy, but it wasn't. O-Otherwise I probably wouldn't be here." Unconsciously she leans into your touch, staring at you through half-lidded eyes. She's actually rather... cute, you think, and promptly struggle to fight down a blush.

Hoping to distract yourself, but unwilling to stop touching her soft hair, you ask about the quest she mentioned. "Hmm..." she hums, not reacting to your question in the slightest. You ask again, a bit louder. "Hmm? O-Oh right, the quest." She blinks and her clouded eyes clear a bit. "Umm, it basically consists of hunting down a male naga, like you, and then bringing back the venom. I-I heat you can get a really cool item as rewa-ah-rd!" She pushes against your hand a little more forcefully, as you lightly run your sharp nails over her head, her resulting moan a lot more lewd than you'd expect.

You raise your hand from her head and look at it quizzically. What is happening here? The woman's breathing has turned strained, you can feel her body warm against your scales and while merely a minute ago she felt stiff as a brick, she now hangs limply in your grasp. You run your fingers over your fangs, as you try to figure out what exactly is causing this.

You taste the air and notice the distinct flavor of feminine arousal. The grin that spreads on your face as you finally understand, is positively lecherous. Whenever you're thinking about something, are bored or generally have your hands free, you poke and rub at your own fangs, the gesture helping you focus. The very same fangs that are constantly producing a powerful toxin, that you might as well call an aphrodisiac since it heightens all forms of sensitivity. Your fingers are probably constantly covered in that stuff, and now you've been massaging it into the female's skin for the last five minutes.

You take a careful look at her. Her cheeks are flushed with excitement, she's panting and her body heat has risen considerably. She's staring at you through half-lidded eyes, with her tongue hanging out the side of her open mouth. This is... interesting, you think to yourself, as you feel blood rush into your cheeks and that... other place. The questions you once had, sit half-forgotten at the back of your mind. You want to see more of her reactions, the only question is: How do you want to achieve that? You could probably try to finish her off, just by petting her, and test how potent your poison really is. Or, you could apply a direct dosage by injecting the poison directly into her bloodstream. She's completely at your mercy.