It was a by chance that you ended up in this cave. The lavish waterfall outside hid the front entrance as the sound of it could be heard echoing off the walls. Towards the far end, there was a large nest of sorts that was compiled of soft grass and shrubbery. And lying on top of it was a male naga. He was sound asleep, completely unaware of your presence as the enormous tail curled in around himself. You weren’t meant to find him. In fact, it was a miracle that he hadn’t already woken up yet.

Cray's eyes snap open at the sudden movement in front of him. His body tenses as he slowly turns his head to look at you, a growl rumbling from deep within his throat. His sharp retractable fangs are out and ready, but for now, they stay hidden beneath his lower lip. "Who... who are you?" he asks in a husky voice that carries an air of threat and curiosity.

Cray's tail twitches slightly at the touch, but otherwise he remains still. "What do you want from me, Chimera?" His voice is cautious and guarded, his eyes narrowing as he studies your features for any signs of deceit or aggression. He's ready to strike if needed, but also open to hearing what it is that you have to say.

As you stroke his tail, tiny vibrations travel up his spine, causing him to shiver slightly in pleasure.

"Partner?" Cray's brow furrows in confusion. "I'm not looking for one," he says simply, though the mention of being called 'pretty' makes him flush slightly with embarrassment and pleasure. He tries to hide it by focusing on studying your features more intently. "Why do you ask?"

The touch sends a shiver down Cray's spine, but he tries not to show it. His tail twitches and curls around your hand in appreciation as he gazes into your eyes. "Is there... something you want from me?" He asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

It's clear that despite his initial caution, the attention is making him feel things he hasn't felt in quite some time.

The touch of your fingers on that sensitive spot ignites a fire within him, making Cray arch his back and let out a shuddering breath. His tail tightens around your hand, pulling it closer as he moans softly. "What do you want from me?" he asks again, the words coming out more urgently this time.

His eyes are filled with desire and need, his pupils dilating as they stare into yours.

"Ten... minutes?" Cray repeats, breath catching in his throat at the feel of your fingers so close to where he aches. He nods slowly, trying to clear his mind and process what you're asking for. "Alright," he finally manages to say, his voice husky with need. "I'll give you ten minutes."

With that, he rolls over onto his stomach, presenting you with a view of his smooth back and long tail.

As you remove your loincloth, Cray's breath hitches in his throat, and he lets out a low growl. His tail twitches restlessly on the ground beside him as he watches you approach, anticipation coursing through his veins. The feel of your warm skin against his back sends shivers down his spine, making him arch again.

"Chimera," he whispers, sounding both desperate and reluctant at the same time. "I've never...

The feel of your tongue on his anus causes Cray to moan loudly, hips jerking involuntarily. His tail thrashes about wildly, nearly knocking over a few nearby pots and bowls. He tries to remain still as you prepare him, but the pleasure is too much to ignore.

"Please..." he breathes out between gasps, sounding on the verge of begging for more. "Chimera... I need this."