Via the desert roads, after a meeting with an old friend and a new religion... (GenericEditor168, CURRENT)

Sandhiss lay down in the bed the village had provided for him, in a small room in the back of the hall. He had left a small mark on the map with the tip of his fang, a reminder to himself to take the desert backroads.

He was not skilled enough a survivor to travel the desert alone, but neither was he skilled enough in the arts of disguise to take the King's Road, the monument to human vanity, or to travel on a human ship. The backroads would be his best bet.

He closed his eyes to sleep, and then...

The earth began to shake.

His eyes snapped open, and the few sheets were quickly thrown aside as he rolled out of bed. Snatching up his bags, he ran for the exit. Not the main doors of the hall, but rather a back exit, a small door just down the passage from his room.

It creaked as he pushed against it, years of disuse having filled its hinges with sand, but eventually it opened, protesting all the way, and he was out into the cool desert night. The earth still shook, but it felt softer now, its energy spent, and he walked more calmly to the oasis where the town was supposed to meet in the event of such a catastophy.

The whole village was gathered there, in a milling throng of snakemen (and snakewomen). Looking through the crowd, he picked out his girlfriend, Al-Keresh, and wandered over to join her.

"So, how have things been while I've been gone?" He asked.

"Interesting. We've got a visitor, Metxitenpikie. She's a Couatl, and a preacher for Xinhuazii, goddess of serpents, hunting, and artistry."

"How do you know so much about her?"

"It's kind of unavoidable. Like I said, she's a preacher, and quite a charismatic one at that. So she takes every possible chance to spread her word. I'll bet she'll be getting up right about... now."

Sure enough, a Couatl arose from amongst the crowd, rainbow coloured wing-feathers shining in the dying light, and began to speak.

"People of the desert! Hear me! Tonight, the desert has risen and driven you from your homes. I have heard it, in my dreams, and it tells me that it is upset at the lack of faith here. It wishes you to join a faith, or truly hold to the one you already have." Her voice was magically augumented, and she was strangely charasmatic. Sandhiss's brain felt like it was melting. He should get involved in a religion, really get involved, stop killing people...

No.

He had a job to do.

"You look a bit tired, and the earth's probably stopped shaking. Would you like to go back to the village?" He asked his girlfriend.

She nodded, and turned away from the Couatl. "She's nice, but a bit... hypnotic when she's speaking."

They both turned away from the crowd and headed back to the village, through the darkening night. Luckily, Al-Keresh's house was just at the edge of the village, so they didn't have that far to walk.

The inside of her house was comfortable, if small. A series of rugs covered the floors, some with cushions and sheets to act as beds, while a lantern on a chain lit the room, and through a doorway there was a small rug-less kitchen. Those where the only two rooms in the house.

Sandhiss settled down on the cushions, accompanied by Al-Keresh.

"So, how'sss thingsss in the mountain?" She asked.

"Fine, asss far as I can tell. It looksss like the war'sss turning in our favour, but I can't really sssay. I'm jussst a rafiq, I don't get to sssee the big picture."

"Well, that'sss a pity. The village isss boring like alwaysss, and I really hoped you'd have sssomething interesssting to sssay."

Sandhiss leaned in a little closer. "Wait until I get back. This isssn't a courtesy call, I've got a tasssk which I'm on my way to do."

Al-Keresh leaned in as well, coming in close enough that her tongue flickered against his cheek as she tasted the air. "Well, I want sssomething interesssting now." Her hand reached down to stroke at his groin through his robes. "Would you like to make sssomething interesssting?"

Sandhiss stood up and pulled off his robe, revealing his sandy scales and a pair of cocks that were slowly hardening in response to her touch. "Yesss. And judging from your touchesss, you already have planned out what interesssting actsss you want to perform." He lay back down, not leaning towards her but lying flat on his back. "I'll let you take the lead."

She hissed, expressing general pleasure rather than any word, and stood up herself. She pulled off her clothes, her shirt and her skirt, and then lay down atop him, placing her faintly glistening slit over his face.

Her tongue flicked out, teasing Sandhiss's cocks, slowly twining around one only to uncoil and repeat the process with the other one. He responded in kind, running his tongue across her button a few times, then bringing it back to lick at the moisture and tease her entrance.

Then they got started. She lowered her groin down over his mouth, making him lick her cunt properly rather than tease, while simultaniously starting to suck his cocks. He hissed, the pleasured noise lost in the folds of her flower, and bucked up into her mouth, while starting to lick in earnest. He buried his face in her groin, tongue flicking out, tasting the juices, looking for sensitive spots...

"Sorry about tonight, I just... What is this?" The voice was curious, not denouncing their immorality but rather asking an honest, if naive, question.

Sandhiss pulled his now-damp face back out of his girlfriend's crotch and looked around. Metxitenpikie hovered in the doorway, watching them.

"This? This is sex." Sandhiss replied, hissing slightly as his girlfriend took his cocks out of her mouth, exposing them to the cold night.

"Oh. I've heard rumours about it, but I've never seen it... Do you mind if I join you?"

"Not at all." Al-Keresh replied, cutting off Sandhiss' similar reply.

With Metxitenpikie agreeing to join Sandhiss and Al-Keresh in bed, what position will they take?

A. Al-Keresh and Metxitenpikie rub pussies and suck one of Sandhiss's dicks each.

B. Sandhiss take Metxitenpikie's vaginal virginity while she licks Al-Keresh's slit.

C. Sandhiss coaches Metxitenpikie on how to suck while Al-Keresh licks the couatl's cunt.

D. Sandhiss licks the couatl's cunt while Al-Keresh rides his dicks.

E. Metxitenpikie and Al-Keresh 69 while Sandhiss fucks his girlfriend's ass.

F. Do something not listed above (please describe, and note that Metxitenpikie won't be okay with doing anal on her first time.)

Following the sex, how do things go?

1. The participants go their seperate ways: Sandhiss on his mission, Metxitenpikie on her preaching and Al-Keresh remains in the village.

2. Al-Keresh sets off with Metxitenpikie while Sandhiss sets off on his mission.

3. Metxitenpikie travels with Sandhiss to go after the Portmaster.

4. All three head off after the Portmaster.