It had only been 10 minutes since Yurelia had fallen into the python's grasp, but as he gently bobbed and swayed before her, his tongue flicking out towards her but never quite touching, she was lulled completely into a sense of eternity.

The focus of her eyes slackened as his brilliantly intense glare consumed her very senses. The serpent had become her world now, as coil after possessive coil tightened around the Lopunny's lush curves. Her body twitched once involuntarily and then became as slack and listless as her gaze. Yet she lived, for the serpent had no desire to crush the vibrance from her beautiful body. He would enjoy her warmth as long as he could, bathing in it, reveling in it as he had none of his own. Still, he held her greedily, stingy with the gift of breath he was continuing to barely let her enjoy.

Her mind had become empty, yet a faint undercurrent of intense need buzzed through the roots of her nerves. A need to please? to serve? to merely belong? Not like she could possibly ponder these things, but if you were able to ask her, she would say it was deeper than that. Perhaps the best way to describe it was that she had become one with the desires of the snake. It was a hunger like no other that gripped her, within and without.

Her entire existence had been replaced... if not devoured.
She was in no state to see ahead of herself, no power to imagine her fate where she was surely destined to burn away like such sweet fuel beneath the sleek marbled skin of her captor. Describing this scenario to her, would only induce a ripple of vague desire upon her depleted presence, so lost he was within him already.

So she sat, bared and helpless in mind and body, perfectly content to have the incredible creature do as he would with her.

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This came out more detailed than I originally thought! It was nice drawing a more realistic python, though with a bit of artistic liberties taken.

Commission for flammiekid :D

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