If Sonata had been sitting down, she would be at the edge of her seat. Never before had she been in such a precarious situation in all her life.
 
 
Not only had her and her best friend, Grayscale, been whisked away to some alien world, where they both almost got eaten by a ravenous plant-girl mutant named Lily, but, currently, their fates now lay in the hands of a powerful moth-woman sorceress named Nillyna, who reasonably but unfortunately suspected them to have trespassed on her estate for nefarious reasons, theorizing them to be some sort of magical chimeras sent by an unknown enemy. Their only hope in salvation was showing her a series of videos on Sonata’s smartphone, hoping the otherworldly technology would be sufficient to prove their innocence and extraplanetary origins. With Grayscale held in Lily’s hungry plant-maw as leverage and a magic lie-detecting charm cast on them for insurance, she never felt more scrutinized.
 
 
To make matters worse, she was even slightly self-conscious of the intimacy displayed in the videos. Sonata was a pornstar and cosplay blogger, showing off her body online for a living, and liked to think she wasn’t ashamed of doing such things. But performing for an audience separated by a computer screen was completely different from a “live audience” such as Nillyna, whose judgment would be unfiltered by the limitations of a chatlog or comment section. It certainly didn’t help that the sorceress was clearly an upper-class individual, wealthy beyond measure as well as a master of magic. Sonata held no delusion that her line of work would be considered “highbrow” entertainment, even the more mundane content like her livestreaming sessions. She couldn’t imagine this aristocratic insect spending her valuable time in front of a computer, panting and pleasuring herself to the sight of someone being fucked and fed upon by a busty, lusty predator.
 
 
Still, if it was their only chance of survival, so be it.
 
 
Sonata gulped as she heard the final video end, the screen of her phone displaying nothing but a button offering to replay the videos. Turning her phone off, Sonata turned towards Nillyna, awaiting her final judgment with bated breath.
 
 
Nillyna’s unblinking onyx eyes looked between the two Snerret's, her face as unreadable as it was throughout this ordeal. Finally, she gave her answer.
 
 
"Lily," Sonata heard Nillyna say, her ears folding back nervously. "You may drop Grayscale now."
 
 
Sonata let out a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping as the tension in her body melted away. She looked over at Grayscale, who smiled back at her from between the slimy lips of Lily’s plant-maw. The half-minute of awkward silence that followed, however, made his smile vanish. Grayscale craned his head as far as he could to look over at Lily, who stared back at him with her arms folded and her brow furrowed.
 
 
"Um,” Grayscale said, “Hey, plant lady? Your girlfriend just said we're cool! Spit me out now!”
 
 
Lily didn’t answer him, turning instead to look at Nillyna. "Come on, Nillyna,” she pouted, “Why don’t I just eat this one?”
 
 
Grayscale’s eyes bulged in shock. “Hey! That wasn’t part of the- MMMPH!” His words got cut off as his head was suddenly slurped up fully into the plant-maw, its sides bulging and shaking about as Grayscale thrashed around inside the hungry mouth.
 
 
“HEY!” Sonata shouted, “LET HIM GO!” She was about to slither over to Lily with claws bared, but Nillyna blocked her path with her cane-wielding hand, an equally unamused expression on her face as she crossed her lower arms and placed her other hand on her hip in stern disapproval.
 
 
"Lily, they have proven their point," Nillyna said, glaring at Lily. "Somehow, against all odds, we have creatures from another world here, and most definitely not of their own volition."
 
 
“Well… so what?" Argued Lily, bringing her plant-maw closer to her humanoid body and holding it close to herself. “He still bit me, I should be allowed to bite him back! You can chat with the bigger one all you want; I’ll be satisfied with the smaller one… besides, when am I going to get a chance to eat real extraterrestrials?”
 
 
Nillyna, however, was not amused. But this time she retaliated not with words but with actions. She raised her talisman cane, which let off an eerie blue glow. With a wet sputtering sound, the plant-paw’s jaws were magically forced open and Grayscale was suddenly yanked out from its slimy confines, wrapped in a glittering blue aura as well as a layer of syrupy saliva.
 
 
"HEY!" protested Lily, watching her prey hovering in the air, just out of reach. Before her plant-maw could attempt to snag her lost snack, Nillyna raised her talisman again, this time aimed at Lily. Several of her vines sprang up like a swarm of serpents, magically compelled to move beyond Lily’s control. With a wave of her cane, Nillyna commanded the vines to entangle and immobilize the giant plant-maw along with its stem, pinning the massive appendage down to the ground like a felled tree. It twitched and wriggled about within the vines’ grip, but even after Nillyna’s magic faded away Lily was unable to free the giant pod.
 
 
"Come on, Nillyna, let me go! This is undignified," she whined.
 
 
“Extraterrestrial, undignified… her vocabulary is more impressive than I was led to believe,” Nillyna let the side thought distract her momentarily before becoming serious again. "No! They’re not a threat to us. If I let you go, you'll eat them for sure."
 
 
"But Nillyna…"
 
 
"Enough, Lily!" barked Nillyna, tamping her cane on the ground like a gavel. "You can't eat them, and that's final."
 
 
Lily's face scrunched up indignantly as she grumbled, unable to retort in any meaningful way. So, with a final huff of frustration, Lily crossed her arms and slumped, reluctantly accepting the fact that she wasn’t having any amount of Snerret for supper tonight.
 
 
Nillyna smiled at Lily's compliance, looking down at her talisman as it flickered like a dying lightbulb, its glowing gemstones dimming as the magic within was finally depleted. She sighed in relief, thankful that she was able to tame Lily’s ravenous behavior before her power ran out. Not even a second after her talisman dimmed did the aura suspending Grayscale in midair dissipate, dropping him to the ground with a wet thud.
 
 
"Grayscale!” Sonata was at her friend's side in a blink, finding him lying on his back, rubbing his head in pain, his eyes blinking the plant-drool out of his face.
 
"Gray, are you hurt?" Asked Sonata worriedly, laying her cell phone on the ground and gently placing her hands to his shoulders to ease him upright.
 
 
"Mmmph, no, I'm fine," reassured Grayscale as he sat up and wiped his face. “Not like I haven’t been stuck in someone’s mouth before.”
 
 
Sonata couldn't help but chuckle at Grayscale's humor, hugging him tight and nuzzling the side of his head, glad to see him in one piece
 
 
"Though that mouth was slurping on me like a cough drop the whole time. I'm surprised I'm not bald," Grayscale commented, looking up at the plant-girl with narrowed eyes. "Way to return my faith, lady."
 
 
Lily actually seemed to be embarrassed. "Hey, I couldn't help it; you tasted delicious."
 
 
"Hmph,” he grunted, “I'll take that as a compliment."
 
 
"You should, Gray, you really do," teased Sonata, nibbling his ear, the air of the atmosphere now no longer carrying with it the weight of fatal dread, allowing both Snerrets to finally be at ease.
 
 
"You're not helping!" Complained Grayscale, flicking his ear out of Sonata's mouth.
 
 
"Then maybe I can," said Nillyna, suddenly approaching the Snerrets, who tensed as she drew nearer, but her gait had lost all hostility from before, only carrying the air of nobility and tranquility Sonata had sensed from her before. When she arrived before them it wasn't like being forced to face an executioner, more like being introduced to someone of gentle authority.
 
 
"I really must apologize for me and my compatriots' treatment of you thus far," Nillyna genuinely apologized, bowing humbly. "I'm sure I don't need to say but these circumstances took me rather off guard, and I just jumped to conclusions."
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale exchanged looks before looking back at Nillyna and nodding in agreement.
 
 
“No problem,” said Sonata. “We’re just glad you believed us.”
 
 
“And that you didn’t melt our heads,” Grayscale added.
 
 
Nillyna chuckled softly, helping him to his feet along with Sonata.
 
 
Meanwhile, Lily looked back and forth between her bound plant-maw and Nillyna, realizing that not only were her vines no longer magically compelled, but that Nillyna’s talisman was depleted- she would have gently lowered Grayscale to the ground otherwise- meaning that she was now just as magicless as Lily was, and thus unable to overpower the hungry plant-girl. She smiled wickedly as she saw the other three were occupied with each other. Perhaps she could get a midnight snack out of this after all.
 
 
But as she attempted to unravel her vines from her plant-maw, she found they refused to budge, writhing about uselessly around the big green stem. In her frustration she doubled her efforts to remove them, even reaching over to try and pull one loose by hand.
 
 
"Don't bother," said Nillyna, not even looking behind her. The two Snerrets looked at her in confusion, realizing she wasn’t talking to either of them.
 
 
"I…I don't know what you're talking about, Nillyna," Lily protested, throwing her hands behind her back sheepishly.
 
 
If Nillyna had pupils, they would have been rolling. "Honestly Lily," said Nillyna, looking over at the bound plant mouth, the vines pulling and slipping around each other like a heap of tangled Christmas lights, though that was the comparison of the Snerret's. "I figured you would try to pull something once my magic ran out, so I made sure to wrap your vines up in a way that you couldn’t easily unravel. I’m sure you’ll be able to free them by morning.”
 
 
Lily, realizing feigning ignorance now was pointless, just huffed in annoyance and crossed her arms. "You can't blame me for trying."
 
 
"No, I guess I cannot," admitted Nillyna, realizing that she should expect no less from her girlfriend, what with how she had lived up until now. Still, that left a conundrum she intended to address later. For now there were more pressing matters.
 
 
"Your names are Sonata and Grayscale, correct?" She asked, turning back to the two Snerrets, who nodded their heads in confirmation. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Nillyna. Owner of this estate, to which I now humbly welcome you both."
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale watched as Nillyna extended her two left hands towards them in polite greeting, the last of their anxiety leaving them as they realized Nillyna was making an effort to drop all past hostilities and start over. They humbly shook hands with her, eager to put events of the past few hours behind them as well.
 
 
"Pleasure to meet you, Nillyna," said Sonata.
 
 
"Likewise," said Grayscale, looking around the estate, admitting that it was a lush property, by his standards at least. "You have a lovely home."
 
 
"Thank you," replied Nillyna, appreciating the compliment. "Well, since you're here, how about I offer you lodgings. You are my guests, after all… and it seems I am also the reason you two are here in the first place. It’s the least I can do to make up for it.”
 
 
“Wait, what?" Grayscale inquired.
 
 
“I can explain later,” Nillnya said, “But suffice to say it was not my intention whatsoever. I imagine you two will want to get some rest before anything else.”
 
 
Grayscale and Sonata exchanged eager looks. After everything that happened, all the excitement, all the time they thought they'd be sent sliding down a wet maw, the thought of a nice rest was very appealing. They still had pressing matters to attend to, such as how they got here and if they could get back, but all that could wait. After everything they had gone through they were hard pressed to want to do anything other than get some rest and put all this behind them.
 
 
"Yes, if you have room for us we would very much like a place where we can go to sleep." Grayscale said, making a quick scan for the little shard of metal embedded with a ruby that they had found earlier, but it had been lost in all the mayhem. Oh well, Nillyna was offering them housing, and if they needed it later he would just come back and search for it after he was properly rested.
 
 
"Then if you would please follow me," said Nillyna, walking in the direction of her mansion, Grayscale and Sonata following behind, casting a glance at Lily as she struggled to unbind her vines from around her mouth. "I will see you later Lily. You and I will have to talk."
 
 
Lily made no reply, just continued to struggle with freeing her plant mouth, her face screwed up in a scowl of frustration.
 
 
—
 
 
The trek to Nillyna's home was completely uneventful, especially compared to Sonata and Grayscale's first attempt to reach it, and upon first glimpse the two Snerrets couldn't help but gawk wide-eyed at all the grandior. The entryway alone was almost as big as half of their whole apartment complex, fitted with extravagant marble support beams crafted in elegant designs, a grand staircase fitted with a fancy purple rug that branched off in several directions as it extended up into the body of the mansion, grand archways that no doubt led to several equally extravagant rooms that were located on the ground floor, all illuminated by a gentle glow that was generated by luminous crystals that were either housed in sconces upon the wall, or dangling from a magnificent chandelier that hung from the ceiling.
 
 
All in all, it just screamed wealthy.
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale had only been vaguely aware of how the other half of society lived throughout their lives, they lived their own lives after all and it was what they knew, but seeing all this was like stepping into another world, all over again.
 
 
"Holy shit!" Mumbled Sonata, before realizing what she said and looked over to Nillyna, who was leaning on her cane and giving her a slightly amused expression. "Um, pardon my french."
 
 
Nillyna quirked an eyebrow, "I…don't know what a french is, but if you're concerned that you have offended me with your vulgar language don't worry. You're not the first to react so in response to seeing my domicile for the first time."
 
 
It was true. In all her years as one of the most successful sorceresses on Aquasa Nillyna had seen every reaction possible when people first laid eyes on her home. She hadn't had much need to bring guests up here frequently, usually it was business or the delivery of supplies. But, from rich clients, to simple delivery personnel, Nillyna had seen a lot of people react the same way as Sonata upon first being here. In fact, in regards to delivery employees, Sonata's reaction had been relatively subdued.
 
 
Sonata smiled back at Nillyna. “Oh, good… yeah, I’ve never been anywhere even half as fancy as this, except maybe in stories.”
 
 
“I went to a hotel that kind of looked like this place once,” Grayscale remarked, drinking in the details of the bas-relief along the walls. “But that was just to stop and use the restroom.”
 
 
Nillyna giggled warmly at Grayscale’s comment. "Now, I'm sure you both have several questions, as do I, but after what happened tonight I am sure you will both agree that Q\A can wait until morning," said Nillyna, her cane clicking as she led them up the stairs. "I'll show you to your rooms, where you may sleep, then, in the morning, we will talk over breakfast."
 
 
"So there is a daytime on your planet?" Asked Sonata.
 
 
"Yes, of course there is," replied Nillyna, giggling slightly.
 
 
"Sorry, we weren't sure… extraterrestrials, remember," said Grayscale, keeping pace with Sonata behind Nillyna.
 
 
"Ah, yes, that is a fact I will have to remember to take into consideration whenever I address the two of you," commented Nillyna, still not fully believing she currently had actual beings from beyond the stars currently in her home, stopping before an.elegantly carved wooden door. "You two may rest here tonight. The room is fully furnished, I assure you."
 
 
"Wow, talk about five star service," commented Sonata, earning another confused look from Nillyna.
 
 
Grayscale on the other hand had other things in mind as he suddenly became aware of the state of his fur, along with Sonata’s. "Actually, Miss Nillyna?" he said as graciously and as humbly as he could, Nillyna directing her full attention to him. “I don’t suppose you could also show us the-”
 
 
“Washrooms?” Nillnya confidently guessed, to which Grayscale nodded sheepishly. “Of course. There’s one connected to this guest room, through the door to your right. There's only one washroom though, so you'll have to share if you both want to get cleaned up at the same time, or you could take turns.”
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale shared a very friendly expression. "That won't be necessary," said Grayscale.
 
 
 "Me and Gray are 'quite' accustomed to accommodating each other while bathing," said Sonata with a sultry wink at Grayscale.
 
 
The action wasn't lost on Nillyna, but she wasn't the least bit surprised. From their brief description of their first encounter with Lily before her homecoming they had refused to abandon each other, even when facing certain death, so it came to no surprise that they were 'that' close.
 
 
"Then I implore you to take full advantage of any comfort these rooms have to offer, including cleansing yourself," said Nillyna with a humble bow. Let it not be said Nillyna wasn't a gracious host.
 
 
"Don’t mind if we do," agreed Sonata, finally opening the door and entering the room, slithering past Nillyna, returning her respectful bow as she passed.
 
 
"Yeah, no offense but all that drool your girlfriend slathered us with ain’t doing our coats any favors." said Grayscale as he followed Sonata.
 
 
Nillyna could agree. She loves the plant-girl to death, but a trip into her mouth, even with the protection of her magic, was a particularly wet and slimy affair, requiring at least a quick wash afterwards.
 
 
"You really must forgive her," Nillyna said, slightly ashamed of her lover's behavior from a moment ago. "She has lived her life feral for the most part."
 
 
"Hey, don’t sweat it; it ain’t the first time I’ve been uh… savored." Grayscale replied with an awkward chuckle.
 
 
Nillyna smiled, grateful at Grayscale's complete lack of animosity. "Then you have my gratitude. Now, if you will excuse me, I wish to have a talk with my love before I turn in for the night. To activate the downpour, just step on the crystal embedded in the floor."
 
 
With that, Sonata and Grayscale were left to their own devices in what would hopefully be temporary residence.
 
 
'Downpour? What's that?' Grayscale inquired to himself as he shut the door behind the departing Nillyna.
 
 
He didn't know what she was referring to, but it didn't take long for Grayscale to deduce that maybe the concept of a “shower” went by another reference on this world. After all, against all odds, there hadn't been a language barrier when they arrived here, so to expect everything to be the same in regards to what things are called would be astronomical.
 
 
Grayscale's eyes widened as he finally beheld what was to be their lodgings for the time being. If this is what was considered a guest room in such a splendid manor, Grayscale wondered what Nillyna would refer to as an average house. The central room alone, furnished with ornate tables and antique but very comfortable-looking couches, was easily the size of their entire apartment, with a few smaller rooms branching out along the walls, including two separate bedrooms: One was a master bedroom, easily big enough to pass for a suite in its own right, complete with a King-sized four-poster bed draped in velvet sheets and fine curtains, accompanied by other typical bedroom furnishings. The other bedroom, while not as big, was just as grandiose with a smaller, but identical four-poster bed within. A setup for a married couple and their child, perhaps.
 
 
The door to the washroom was on their right as Nillyna mentioned, while across from that was what looked like a large walk-in closet, though considering they didn’t even have the clothes on their back, it would most likely remain untouched for the time being. All in all, while the two Snerret's certainly didn’t live in a slum, it certainly made the apartment they shared look teeny tiny by comparison. The only thing missing was a kitchen, but that was to be expected in a guest room.
 
 
"Man, I can’t believe just a few minutes ago we were wandering naked in the woods," Grayscale muttered as they finished exploring the place, still drinking in the intricate details of every surface.
 
 
“And nearly getting Audrey Two’d,” Sonata quipped, “But now we got this fancy place all to ourselves! Talk about a turnaround, huh?”
 
 
“Yeah,” Grayscale chuckled. “Unless that Nilla Wafer lady turns out to be a vampire queen. Though judging by her species, she’d probably be more likely to feed on sweaters than blood.” He laughed a bit before suddenly looking around nervously. “Uh… don’t tell her I said that.”
 
 
Sonata gave him a playful smack on the arm with her tail as she slithered past him towards the washroom. “Yeah, let’s not give her a reason to feed us to her girlfriend after we just got into her good graces, Gray.” she opened the door and looked back at him with a sultry grin. “Now then… shall we pick up where we left off?”
 
 
Grinning back at her, Grayscale quickly followed Sonata and closed the door behind them.
 
 
The first thing they noticed was that the roughly trailer-sized room seemed to be carved from white marble, smooth and slightly rounded along every edge without a single visible seam. A glowing gold crystal set in the wall lit the room in warm, sunny light.
 
 
"Wow, is this all carved from a single block or something?” commented Grayscale as he looked around.
 
 
"Either that, or magic was involved somehow,” Sonata replied. “They certainly have more of it here than back home.”
 
 
On the right side of the room was a cabinet that, when opened, revealed stacks of towels, the left side of the room had two round, elegantly carved basins carved directly out of the marble wall. The one closest to them had a mirror mounted above it, while the other was situated much lower to the floor, with a more oblong shape to its bowl. A towel hung between them on a silver hook. Sonata and Grayscale couldn't make heads or tails of them- they appeared to be a matching sink and toilet, but neither one had any handles or visible plumbing of any kind. The hypothetical toilet didn’t even have water in it.
 
 
"Uh, Sonata," said Grayscale, a bit of nervousness creeping into his voice. "I'm not like the look of the shitter."
 
 
"Neither am I," said Sonata.
 
 
"You…don't suppose it's the same here as it was in Old England, do you?" Asked Grayscale, having briefly heard how rich people relieved themselves in those days.
 
 
"God I hope not," said Sonata, not liking the idea of having "assistance" with that particular body function. "Hopefully magic is involved in that too…why don’t we just get to our shower and ask about that later?"
 
 
"Yes, let's do that," said Grayscale, looking at the two stone basins with growing uncertainty. “Where is the shower, anyway?” He looked around, seeing nothing that even resembled a bathtub or shower of any kind. He then noticed that on the far end of the room, the wall curved outwards towards them, and a small, half-moon shaped niche was set in the center, roughly hand-sized and inlaid with silver. Curious, he went over to touch it, feeling something click as he pushed the flat end to one side.
 
 
Before Sonata could protest to Gray about touching an unknown device, the muffled sound of grinding stone suddenly rang through the room. They watched in wonder as the wall split down the middle, each half smoothly sliding away into opposite corners to reveal another, larger room on the other side. Nodding silently to each other, they both walked through the newly discovered doorway.
 
 
Again, the Snerrets’ jaws dropped in wonder.
 
 
The room was made of white marble, like the previous one, but several times bigger, enough to comfortably hold at least a dozen other snerrets, if not more. Also unlike the more minimalist bathroom they came out of, this room resembled an ancient Roman bathhouse, cylindrical in shape with ionic columns lining the walls. Hanging between each one were glowing blue crystals held in silver sconces, their shimmering light giving the room a feeling like being underwater. Above them, the pillars held up a domed ceiling, from which hung what looked like a chandelier made of many thin blue crystals that glittered in the light. Two pillars on the opposite wall bore shelves with muticolored bottles of soaps and shampoo.
 
 
“Geez, this is a shower?” Sonata exclaimed. “This looks like something out of Atlantis!”
 
 
Grayscale stared up at the ceiling, gawking at the chandelier. “Well if it is a shower, how do we get it going? I don’t see any knobs… Or even a showerhead anywhere.”
 
 
Sonata rubbed her chin in thought. “Hmm, she said something about stepping on a crystal, didn’t she?”
 
 
Grayscale’s ears perked up. “Oh yeah, in the middle of the floor!” He looked down towards the center of the room, set a few inches lower from where they were standing. Embedded in the center was a small, clear jewel the size of a marble. Stepping down towards it, Grayscale looked over at Sonata. “Well…?” he inquired.
 
 
"Well, it's either this or we spend the night smelling like a flower shop dumpster.” Sonata replied. “Though it kinda befalls upon you to step on it, Gray," said Sonata, grabbing the tip of her tail and waving it at him. “I don’t exactly have the equipment for it.”
 
 
Grayscale shrugged, then lifted his foot up before gingerly pressing on the crystal with a single toe.
 
 
He felt it vibrate briefly, before another, more pronounced vibration spread through the floor of the room. The two snerrets looked around to see if anything had changed, only to look up once again to witness the chandelier glowing and emitting thick wisps of steam. The swirling mist quickly condensed and darkened in color, filling the whole dome and crackling with tiny bolts of blue electricity.
 
 
"Is that a… rain cloud?" Asked a perplexed Grayscale.
 
 
Sonata could only nod in confirmation, transfixed by the miniature contained weather above. There was an actual rain cloud indoors.
 
 
Then, without warning, the small cloud let loose a deluge of rain, which cascaded down towards the Snerrets. Grayscale and Sonata were snapped out of their reverie as the thick curtain came crashing down towards them, covering their heads and cringing instinctively. The water soaked them thoroughly in seconds, but thankfully it wasn’t cold, in fact, it was pleasantly warm, the room quickly filling with warm mist as the pool they stood in quickly filled up.
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale opened their eyes and lowered their arms, looking around in bewilderment. They extended their hands, letting the fat drops of water splatter against their palms and fingers. It was pleasant to the touch, not too hot, not too cold, like finding the perfect position on the shower knob to make the water just the right temperature. And the curtain of rain came down in even sheets, enough to cover them, but not enough to obscure their vision, or inhibit their breathing.
 
 
It was incredible, a rain cloud was showering them in perfectly warmed water, and all they had to do was step on a jewel, there was no more input needed from them.
 
 
Grayscale laughed. “Oh yeah, she called it a “Downpour”! That makes sense now…” He looked down at the floor, seeing the water now up to his ankles. Though it kept raining, the pool never seemed to overflow- they both guessed magic was involved somehow, as there were no visible drains.
 
 
Sonata and Grayscale stood back up and looked at each other, exhilarant smiles breaking out on their faces.
 
 
"This…is…awesome…" said Grayscale, spreading his arms and letting the water cascade down his frame
 
 
"Oh, you said it," said Sonata, mimicking his position and letting all the slime and grime they accumulated that day run off her body. "Fuck five star hotels, even they haven't got anything to compare to this."
 
 
"Hell, nothing in our world has anything close to this," said Grayscale, sighing contently. As he stood there, Sonata slid past him over to the row of bottles on the wall, selecting a violet-colored one at random and popping off the stopper. Taking a quick whiff of its contents, she found its scent to be pleasant, yet difficult to pin down, a pleasantly spicy-sweet blend of exotic herbs. Grayscale also approved of its scent after she presented it to him, and before long they were lathering each other up with the stuff, gently running their claws through each other’s fur and winding their tails around each other’s limbs and bodies to better cleanse each other.
 
 
In little time, what started as a simple mutual bathing became something far more sensual- Sonata went from gently scrubbing Grayscale’s scalp to running her paws down along his neck and chest, scritching his chin with one hand while her other hand slid down near his groin, her tail teasingly winding up around his leg. Grayscale returned the favor by washing Sonata’s back, spending a good amount of time massaging her sore shoulders before reaching around to give her large breasts a thorough kneading, fingers sinking into the soft, sky-blue scales.
 
 
The suds had all been rinsed off and dissolved into the pool for a while, and the room had become foggy with steam, matching the heated lust both Snerrets had worked each other into, and now they were staring into each other’s eyes, softly panting as they held each other close.
 
 
“So…” Grayscale whispered with a grin. “You said something about picking up where we left off?”
 
 
Sonata was about to retort, intending to resume the activities they were engaging in before being whisked here. But a sudden thought occurred to her: this was an opportunity to try something new. She and Grayscale were quite practiced in hanky-pankying and had experimented with all sorts of positions and fetishes over the years, but there was one they hadn’t tried yet despite wanting to, mostly because their apartment didn’t have the space… but here, it was a different story.
 
 
"Actually Gray," said Sonata, her tone sultry. "Why don’t we try something a little… different?"
 
 
Grayscale raised an eyebrow. “What did you have in mind?”
 
 
Sonata didn’t answer right away, simply slithering backwards from him before fondling her breast in one hand and reaching down to spread the pouty lips of her vulva with the other.
 
 
Grayscale's heart began pounding like a drum when Sonata exposed herself before him. Sonata was the most beautiful girl he ever knew, and she had the most alluring cunt of any Snerret he had ever met, this situation escalating the fact, what with rainwater pouring down her frame, elegantly matting her hair to her face, and framing her breasts and pussy as it ran in rivulets down her scales and fur.
 
 
Sonata licked her lips, and beckoned him with a finger. “Come and get me.”
 
 
Grayscale’s twin cocks had been out and erect for a good while by now, but now they were stiff as daggers as they twitched in anticipation. He quickly walked over to her, arms outstretched to pull Sonata into an embrace, when she suddenly ducked under his reaching arms, leaving him to grasp empty air. Her evasion left him slightly off balance and he stumbled a little, but managed to catch himself and retain enough balance to avoid face planting on the solid marble floor. After righting himself, Grayscale turned and gave Sonata a look of indignation.
 
 
"The hell was that for?" He asked, the rainwater trickling down his frustrated glare.
 
 
Sonata's response was to waggle her barbed tongue at him. "I said… Come and get me!”
 
 
For a moment they just stared at each other, Sonata wearing a playful expression, while Grayscale wore a look of confusion. He had no idea what Sonata was playing at, for he had never seen her act this way before. He extended a hand experimentally towards her and she backed up, putting even more distance between them and herself well out of his reach. That’s when it finally clicked for him.
 
 
He and Sonata were very sexually active individuals, both in front of their camera and in their free time, and had indulged in many different fetishes throughout the years. Some were just for experimental fun, others done after diligent research to produce content for people of all tastes. They had their standards and limits of course, never doing anything especially illegal, dangerous or disgusting, but other than that they had tried out bondage, threesomes, orgies, and of course their favorite, vore.
 
 
But there was one fetish Grayscale and Sonata had always wanted to partake in, but never had the opportunity: Feral play. The activity involved pursuit and catch, literally chasing one's partner and catching them, forcing them to submit, then engaging in coitus afterwards. It was quite similar to the predator and prey dynamics in vore, though despite their mutual curiosity they had never engaged in it, because their apartment was too small for games of chase and evasion, and neither of them wanted anything of theirs to be damaged in the process. One slip into Grayscale's filming and editing equipment could spell disaster for their finances. But here, where they were far away from anything of theirs that might be damaged; perhaps by light-years, and in a room that was not only big enough to maneuver in but was showering them both in soothing warm water, such an activity could easily be performed without unforeseen consequences.
 
 
So this was how Sonata wanted to play it? Very well. Grayscale would be lying if he said the idea of finally being able to engage in primality didn't excite him too. Arousal came relatively easy to Grayscale whenever he thought of Sonata on a normal basis, and the thought of chasing her, pursuing her around the room with the intent of tackling her to the ground and having his way with her made his double dicks throb in excitement.
 
 
"Would you like to put those where they’re supposed to go, Gray?" Sonata mockingly asked as she ran her paws up from her hips to her impressive breasts, before turning around and wagging her ass at him. "Well, catch me if you can!"
 
 
Those words were the equivalent of a starter pistol sounding off in Grayscale's mind, the horny Snerret lunging forward, arms outstretched in a prepared grab, his expression taking on an almost predatory look, his orange eye gleaming as a hungry smirk spread all over his face. Sonata evaded his first advance effortlessly, bucking under his grabbing arms and slithering away from him. Grayscale went down on all fours as he faced her, ready to spring in her way should she try to slip past him.
 
 
Sonata waggled her barbed tongue mockingly. "Gotta be faster than that, Gray."
 
 
"Oh, don't worry," assured Grayscale, his body wriggling like a cat ready to pounce. "I'm just getting warmed up."
 
 
"I can see that," said Sonata, Grayscale's lengthy members reflecting in her eyes.
 
 
Grayscale noticed her distraction and made his move, jumping forward with the intent of plowing into his quarry with all his might. But it had been a ploy to lure him into a false sense of security, for not only did Sonata evade his attempt, when she she sprang backwards on her tail and out of his reach, the tip of her tail intentionally clipped the head of his members, sending the sensitive organs wobbling against his body. Grayscale yelped in surprise, grabbing hold of himself to halt the movement, though it was far from an unpleasant sensation, just distracting.
 
 
"Hey, you did that on purpose!" Protested Grayscale, trying to force a hint of indignation into his voice, but was unable to suppress all the hints of arousal such contact with his junk had sparked.
 
 
"No shit, Sherlock. What are you going to do about it?" said Sonata, wiggling her eyebrows.
 
 
Grayscale wore a scheming expression, his eyes locked on a specific part of Sonata's body. "How about this!"
 
 
He sprang forward, apparently aiming to grab Sonata by her shoulders, but as she made to evade the attempt for her torso Grayscale blindsided her by suddenly belly flopping, right on to her tail.
 
 
"Hey!" She called out, but couldn't help but giggle at such a bold move. "Get off me!"
 
 
"Never thought I would hear that from you," said Grayscale as he fought to pin the trashing limb.
 
 
However, despite his best effort, Sonata's appendage slipped out of his hands, being too long and too wet to get a proper grip.
 
 
"Oh, you slippery eel!" Said Grayscale, lifting himself up and staring at Sonata, who was slithering away from him. "I swear I'll get you, if it's the last thing I do!"
 
 
"Hey, who are you calling an eel?" Asked Sonata, turning her back to Grayscale, dropping to her hands and presenting her ass. "An eel’s got nothing on this."
 
 
Greyscale's jaw dropped as Sonata swayed her hips, her glorious pink, wet glutes dancing in his vision. That settles it! He would make that glorious booty his, even if he had to sink his teeth into it. In fact, he would really like to do that (and so would Sonata, knowing her).
 
 
This exercising foreplay persisted for well over half an hour, Sonata successfully evading Grayscale, despite his best attempts. Every time Sonata felt his arms make contact with her tail or arms, almost getting a grip, if not for the fact that she either responded in time to slip away, or because Grayscale couldn't get a good hold because of how wet she is, the rain continuously splashing over them, Sonata felt the arousal in her vulva increase, her lips spread open and letting out a trickle so intense it was almost unclear what coated her hips more, her arousal or the rain water. So horny she was becoming that once or twice she was tempted to just submit and let Grayscale claim her, but that's not how this works. If Grayscale wants some this time he is going to have to earn it.
 
 
Though he had better earn it soon, lest she go insane with lust.
 
 
But, as it turns out, she needed not wait much longer. Grayscale made another dive for her, but as she evaded him for the upteenth time he suddenly slid into his back, the slick nature of the wet floor sending him into the far wall feet first. Once he made contact with the marble he used his tail, the musculature so strong that the rattle on the end could be used as a bludgeon that could break bone, to spring himself upwards. He then bent his knees and sprang off the wall. Sonata only had time to go wide eyed as Grayscale slammed bodily into her with enough force to send them both to the ground.
 
 
Grayscale wasted no time in straddling her, positioning himself over her and wrapping his arms under her armpits, getting a vice-like grip on her. But Sonata wasn't going to submit easily. She struggled against him, trying with all her might to break free, her movements sending them tumbling and rolling through the water. There was no malice in any of this though, their joyous laughter echoing through the room, accompanying the gentle pitter patter of the rain, the cacophony of noises and the two squirming Snerrets forming a tranquil scene of good natured wrestling.
 
 
Eventually Grayscale managed to wrap his legs around Sonata's hips, the action depriving her of just enough movement that he was finally able to pin her beneath him.
 
 
"Give up?” He demanded, pinning her wrists to the floor, struggling to keep himself on top of her as she thrashed about.
 
 
Sonata persisted with her squirming for a second longer before finally complying with his demand and going limp under him. Though it wasn't because he told her to. During her final moments of resistance, Grayscale's members had dragged across her sex, brushing through the oily liquid she had been secreting and making brief contact with her vagina. At that moment she was done teasing, eager to get to the more erotic side of this activity.
 
 
"Fine," she said through labored breaths. "I submit."
 
 
"Ha ha!" Said Grayscale smugly, though his enthusiasm was tempered by his own labored breathing. "I'm victorious! I caught your ass, Sonata."
 
 
"Yeah, yeah, congratulations," said Sonata, slipping her arms out from under Grayscale’s and pulling him close, a sultry expression form on her face. "No…what are you going to do with me?"
 
 
Grayscale answered by exchanging his smug grin for a passionate smile, leaning forward and pressing his mouth against hers, interlocking their lips in a kiss. Sonata didn't resist, placing a hand to the back of his head to lock him in place, the other resting at the small of his back. Loud, sloppy smacking echoed through the rounding chamber, reverberating off the walls, intermingled with the sound of trickling rain.
 
 
The first moan of pleasure came from Sonata when Grayscale moved his hands from her shoulders to her chest, resting his palms against the lush, scaly orbs and gently squeezing them. The involuntary sound reverberated inside Grayscale's mouth, who took advantage of the situation by sliding his tongue past Sonata's lips as she moaned, exploring every nook and crevice, brushing the roof, wrapping and unwrapping around each fang, as well as playful flicking the other tongue. Sonata took a moment to do nothing but enjoy the skillful stimuli provided by Grayscale's nimble tongue before responding in kind, her own tongue coming to life to coil around the invader before slipping into the mouth attached to hers, repeating the movements currently being performed in her own mouth. Wet, sloppy sounds continued to reverberate in the marble room, broken only by the occasional moan of pleasure, mostly when Grayscale pinches Sonata's pierced nipples between his fingers.
 
 
Eventually the necking duo had to separate, their lips parting with an audible pop, a string of saliva between their tongues so thick that it stood up to the continuous downpour for a good few seconds before being broken.
 
 
Grayscale readjusted his grip, reluctantly moving his hands away from Sonata's sensual flesh to lay them across her shoulders. As much as he liked making contact with her lady pillows, pressing off them distributed his entire weight throughout her upper chest, so he always should relinquish his hold on them whenever he pulled away so as not to cause harm. Grayscale was many things in bed (or downpour in this case) but he was never inconsiderate. Sonata responded by gripping his shoulder blades as she lay beneath him, the new position allowing both to peer into each other's eyes.
 
 
Violet pink eyes met burnt orange eyes, each housed in an expression of overwhelming affection as Sonata and Grayscale basked in each other's presence, waiting for their bodies to recoup from the lengthy, steamy make out session before resuming.
 
 
Grayscale leaned down and attached his mouth around where neck met shoulder, drawing her scaly flesh into his mouth and attacking it with his tongue.
 
 
"Aaaaaaaah!" Sonata moaned, tightening her grip on Grayscale, his actions already sending a tingling sensation throughout her entire body.
 
 
But Grayscale didn't remain there for long, having no desire to spend too much time on an area that was little more than sensitive nerve endings. Time to get to the parts of the body that were just as entertaining for him to touch as it was for her to feel his touch. Releasing the sensitive skin, which now bore a distinct discoloration, Grayscale began to trail down Sonata's body, beginning by placing a soft kiss upon her chest, just above the mighty valley of her cleavage. She shuddered at the contact, anticipating what was surely to follow.
 
 
She was not disappointed.
 
 
Grayscale cupped the sides of her breasts, squishing them together a few times, enjoying their firm build and elegant curves, as well as the pleasant sensation of touching them, before he dipped his head in and ran his tongue between the crevice of her breasts. Sonata's breathing hitched as Grayscale lapped at her cleavage, feeling every frilly taste bud stroke over her skin, her putting a hand over her mouth as he navigated her flesh until he found himself over her right nipple and drew it into his mouth. The sensation was so powerful Sonata had no choice but to clasp hold of his head, releasing her mouth and allowing her sensual moaning freedom to sound out.
 
 
Her passionate noises only spurred Grayscale on, revealing in the familiar taste of Sonata's nipple, intermingled with the taste of cold steel from her piercing. He kept at it until the nipple was so aroused its density was indiscernible from the body jewelry it sported before moving on to the next one. The other nipple didn't need as much coaxing due to the sensations bombarding Sonata, which were the result of the previous nipple suddenly being exposed to the cooler outside air for a brief moment before suddenly being coated in water from above.
 
 
Grayscale knew how to play her chest like a fiddle, and Sonata couldn't be more grateful to how fine an edge he honed his skills with his tongue.
 
 
But the breasts were only the first step. Popping the second nipple from his mouth Grayscale concluded by giving each nipple a brief kiss before proceeding down Sonata's body, gently easing out of her arms as he made his way to his next destination. He paused briefly to give her a kiss on the navel, alerting her he intended to go onward. Sonata gave no protest, vigorously anticipating his arrival.
 
 
She didn't have to wait much longer.
 
 
Finally, Grayscale arrived at his ultimate prize. Sonata's loins housed one of the most alluring parts of her body, the proud vaginal lips fully exposed, aroused to the point to where they spread open and exposed the tender, pink flesh beyond, a steady flow of her arousal trickling from within to mix with the cleansing water falling from above. An enticing aroma wafting into Grayscale's nostrils as he sniffed at her and he couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate the exposed sex that was soon to be his plaything. Only a moment though. Sonata had a habit of being pushy if he babbled at this point.
 
 
Putting his hands on Sonata's hips, the oversensitive Snerret girl flinching in response to the simple contact, Grayscale used his thumbs to gently open the already aroused vagina, this time causing Sonata to start pulsating slightly as more of herself was exposed. Grayscale smiled as he peered into her depths before inhaling through his nostrils, partly to take in more of her scent, but mostly so he could blow a gentle breath onto her mound.
 
 
"Ahhh…Gray…!" Sonata mumbled as she felt the chilly breathe on her sensitive flesh, her vulva winking in response.
 
 
Grayscale's eyes narrowed in on her clitoris as it emerged, poking out of its hood like a curious animal enticed from its den. The comparison made other instincts flair up inside Grayscale and he stopped holding back.
 
 
"AAAAAAAAH!" Sonata practically screamed as Grayscale's mouth finally descended upon her suspecting pussy, his tongue slowly dragging up her crevice between her lips, drawing in her clitoris once he reached the top, suckling upon it as passionately as he had for her nipples.
 
 
Sonata's mouth spread open in a wide smirk as the delicious sensation rippled through her body, jerking in rhythm to Grayscale's sucking patterns as he practically nursed upon her clit.
 
 
Another familiar taste bombarded Grayscale as the stimulus he was inflicting upon the clitoris in his mouth caused more of Sonata's nectar to flow from within her. Grayscale was a natural gourmet, same as every other Snerret, rarely finding anything more pleasurable than a pleasant taste in his mouth. And right now he was savoring one of his most favorite flavors in the world, any world; the succulent flavor of Sonata's natural essence.
 
 
Deciding that merely suckling this small pleasure bead wasn't providing him with a sufficient quantity of the savory fluid Grayscale released Sonata's clit, making sure to give it a brief tug beforehand, switch to wide licks across the whole surface of Sonata's slit, drawing more of the desired fluid into his mouth, as well as gently pressing down on the sensitive lips, stimulating every nerve housed within. So diligent was he that barely even a drop could emerge into the outside world for a second before it was claimed by a swipe from Grayscale's tongue.
 
 
Sonata moaned continually throughout all this, arching her back in response to Grayscale shifting from suckling her clitoris to stroke the entirety of her sex with his tongue. Her body was experiencing nothing but bliss. Grayscale, apart from knowing how to pleasure himself with that portion of her body, knew all of her sensitive focal points, and in what order to stimulate them. And she does not need to direct him, with subtle movements or anything.
 
 
He left no part of her in need of attention.
 
 
And speaking of attention.
 
 
With outstanding willpower Sonata was able to glance down at Grayscale as he attended her, able to force enough control over her body to focus. She was able to suppress her sensual moaning at that point, though still could not help but let out an occasional grunt of pleasure whenever Grayscale touched a particularly sensitive spot, not to mention that, without her own moans, Sonata could clearly hear Greyscale's sloppy smacking and licking as he fed upon her body, arousing her further. But she had intentions of her own and would not be dissuaded, even by her own body. Grayscale was practically escalating her to cloud nine, and she wasn't a selfish lover. With incredible dexterity, Sonata's tail began to slither beside itself, the tip current following the length to her lower portions.
 
 
Just when Grayscale thought it couldn't get any better than the taste and texture of Sonata's most intimate place against his tongue he suddenly felt his body stiffen as a familiar sensation coursed through his body.
 
 
Something long, flexible, and thin was wrapping around his lower member, coiling up its impressive length and gripping it in a firm but comfortable hold before slipping up and winding around the other in a similar fashion. Grayscale smiled up at Sonata appreciatively as he continued to lick her, never breaking pattern, continually assaulting her with his tongue. Feeling Sonata wrap the lowest of his members in her tail tip was a most pleasurable sensation, but one he was more than accustomed to to enjoy without losing focus on what he was doing, which was currently eating out Sonata.
 
 
"T…to…together…" Sonata managed to mumble out, forcing the last of her control to form a repeat motion in her tail tip, allowing it to tighten and loosen around Grayscale's rod repeatedly and simultaneously.
 
 
With that accomplished Sonata surrendered herself to her pleasure, moaning passionately as Grayscale's tongue continuously bombarded her sex with its soft, skillful surface, which was now accompanied by soft reverberations as Grayscale moaned into her.
 
 
Sonata gave the best tail jobs, able to coil with just enough force to generate a gentle sensation over one's cock. Grayscale was flooded with pleasure of his own now as the scaly flesh coiled and undiluted around his length, growing slightly wet and sticky as Sonata's tail began to spread his emerging precum. He moaned into the vulva he was tonguing, his hips giving an involuntary jerk as Sonata tightened just a bit harder. Already he could feel himself reaching his peak, but he dared not go there alone. Deciding to take it to the next level, Grayscale halted his current lick halfway and pushed his tongue within, feeling the barbed tip slip easily into Sonata's depths, the moist tunnel clamping down and pushing forward, as if urging his tongue to delve deeper.
 
 
"AH!" Sonata had to fight the urge to wriggle involuntarily as Grayscale's tongue slipped into her body, sliding down her vaginal tunnel deeply and slowly, before suddenly retracting, only to penetrate at almost twice the speed of the previous time.
 
 
If she went with her body's impulses she would have jerked her tail around, and, with where it was currently attached, she doubted Grayscale would appreciate that. But, more importantly than the thought of swinging her friend around by his member, Sonata didn't want to pull him away from his current task.
 
 
A tempo had been established, Sonata gently squeezing and coiling around Grayscale's member with her tail while he gradually ate her out, his tongue touching everything sensitive within her. Grayscale's moans were muffled by Sonata's sex, but the vibrations he sent through her body only heightened her own pleasure, resulting in her moaning loud enough for the both of them. Their hips began thrusting involuntarily, Grayscale against the skillful tail tip, Sonata against the skillful mouth currently feeding on her.
 
 
Their climaxes came upon them with nary a warning, pure sensual bliss seemingly to replace the blood in their veins. They released at the same time, Grayscale's seed squirting through the gaps in Sonata's coils while she released a flood of nectar. Grayscale, despite enduring an afterglow, never ceased his eager lapping, dedicated to claiming every last drop of Sonata's orgasm. She herself had no such motivation, falling limp against the wet floor, the arch in her back finally evening out as she lost the strength to maintain it, her sticky tail unraveling from Grayscale's member and falling just as limp as the rest of her, lying like a discarded rope, the drizzling water gradually washing away Grayscale's thick semen from the tip.
 
 
But she didn't relax, for it was only half time.
 
 
"Gray?" she inquired silently, tilting her head up.
 
 
Grayscale finally stopped licking her, bringing his drenched muzzle away from her scared place to stare up at her.
 
 
"Yes?" He replied, her fluid sticking between his lips and teeth.
 
 
"I…don't suppose bad boy two is still awake?" She asked, a hopeful smile on her face.
 
 
Grayscale blinked and stood to his knees, looking down his sternum. His member that had been given a thorough tail job by Sonata was gradually shifting from its erect state, falling limp as it receded back into his body. But below it the other member identical to the first was still erect, just as stiff as its predecessor.
 
 
 "Ah, I see he is," said Sonata, licking her lips as the rod fully emerged and stood at full attention, ready for use.
 
 
Male Snerret's had two members, so as to be capable of multiple orgasms to impregnate as many female Snerret's as possible. But Grayscale had learned long ago that Sonata was so insatiable that he was sure she could take four members if he had such. He never needed anyone but Sonata to aleve his multiple orgasm capabilities, and that's just how he likes it.
 
 
"Yes," said Grayscale in response to her earlier inquiry, grabbing his own shaft and pointing it at her. "And apparently he is eager for his turn."
 
 
"Well, let's not keep him waiting," said Sonata, spreading her vulva with her fingers, her arousal resurfacing as her afterglow ebbed away.
 
 
This time Grayscale didn't bother with foreplay. Keeping a hand on himself to guide his actions he positioned himself over Sonata, smiling at her with a half lidded expression as he angled his cock over her vagina.
 
 
"Ready?" He asked.
 
 
"You have to ask?" She said sarcastically, mirroring his aroused smile.
 
 
Not needing any more confirmation, Grayscale lowered his hips and, still angling it with his hand, gradually slipped the head of his member into her.
 
 
Sonata's mouth opened in a wide smile, her eyes closing as the familiar sensation of Grayscale's member sliding inside her body coursed through her. Taking his hands away, Grayscale gripped Sonata's shoulder's and gently, but swiftly, plunged himself into her depths with a thrust of his hips. Sonata moaned in pleasure as his member slipped deeper into her, pulling out when Grayscale raised his hips, only to lower them swiftly, his member penetrating deep again.
 
 
Another tempo was soon established, Grayscale lifting and pressing his hips, Sonata moaning in sync with each time he plunged into her."Yes…yesss…oh, Gray…it feels so good! You're so good! Ah!"
 
 
Grayscale only smiled and surprised Sonata with a kiss.
 
 
Her eyes flew open wide as she felt Grayscale latch onto her mouth with his, and she was suddenly bombarded not only with the familiar flavor of his mouth, but her own sensual fluids, reminiscent of the feast he had enjoyed from her before. Unable to help herself Sonata flung her arms around Grayscale, gently closing her eyes as she engaged him in a passionate dance of tongues, all the while he continuously slammed their hips together. The combination of her own taste and the depths Grayscale was penetrating meant Sonata's orgasm hit her quicker than the previous.
 
 
"AAAAAAAAH!" She screamed, throwing her head back to scream at the far wall. "YES! YESSS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD, GRAY!"
 
 
"Wi…with pleasure," was all Grayscale could manage, diverting all his energy into thrusting his hips as hard as possible.
 
 
Eventually the moment of truth arrived. Sonata climaxed like a minute tidal wave, her cunt squirting her sensual juice's past Grayscale's member and all over his legs as he continued to thrust into her. Grayscale finished as soon as her natural lube coated his member, throwing his head back to call out in ecstasy as he shot his goo deep within her. It almost seemed to last for eternity to them, but in reality only a second passed before they fell against the floor of the downpour, Grayscale on top of Sonata, exhausted and spent.
 
 
One might think that all this would mean the two would be exhausted until they each had a fair amount of time to recuperate, but Sonata and Grayscale were so practiced in this they only needed five minutes or so to feel completely rejuvenated.
 
 
"Ahh, that was amazing," said Grayscale, standing up and stretching his arms.
 
 
"Couldn't agree more," said Sonata, mimicking his movements.
 
 
"Well, what do you say we do what we initially came here to do and get clean?" Asked Grayscale, eyeing the shelf of bottles. "Think we should use a different one this time?"
 
 
"Actually, Gray, can we hold off on the cleansing part for just a tad longer?" Asked Sonata.
 
 
"Huh? Why?" Asked Grayscale, looking at her skeptically.
 
 
"Well…there is one more thing I want to do tonight," said Sonata, stroking the back of her head in apparent embarrassment. "And if we get clean beforehand it would kinda defeat the purpose."
 
 
Grayscale put a palm to his head, guessing where this is going. "You wanna go again, Sonata? You know twice is my limit, but I could touch you if you like?"
 
 
He had no objections to continuing, even if he was out of ammo, so to speak.
 
 
"Oh, not that, though I do want you to do more than touch me," said Sonata, her tone not lustful, but mysterious, with a hint of curiosity. She leaned in and whispered into Grayscale's ear, "Gray, I want you to finish what you started. I want you to eat me."
 
 
Gray’s eyes lit up at her request. He was about to ask Sonata to clarify, when he felt a soft growl within his belly. Sonata always told him that a good fuck awakened her predatory instincts, which is why he often found himself being slid down her gullet after sex (not that he minded that much, since it meant he did a good job pleasing her). While he did feel hungry after sex sometimes, it was from mere physical exertion, but now he was craving something more than just a meal; he needed to devour his prey. He needed to seize them in his jaws, to feel his prey squirm and struggle as he devoured them whole and alive, to truly and fully dominate and conquer another living thing by reducing them to just another morsel of meat to fuel his future hunts.
 
 
He needed to eat Sonata, and she let him.
 
 
Without a word between either of them, Grayscale’s jaws split open wide, quickly enveloping Sonata’s entire head with little resistance, his long orange tongue slipping out to wrap around her neck. The rainwater and saliva helped to lubricate Sonata’s descent into his throat, her shoulders slipping in between his lips with relative ease, thanks in part to Sonata herself shifting them about to better fit. Her moans reverberated through Grayscale’s esophagus as his tongue slid out to savor her tits, making them squish, sway, and bounce about as it tasted and squeezed around the soft mounds. With a free paw he managed to stuff both of her breasts into his mouth, swallowing them down quickly and pushing most of her upper torso down to his waiting stomach.
 
 
Sonata’s narrow waist was slurped down easily compared to her bust, and her hips only slightly less of a challenge. Grayscale’s tongue momentarily flicked out to taste and tease Sonata’s sensitive slit once again, getting a muffled yelp of pleasure in response. Much to her dismay, however, Grayscale didn’t continue but instead tipped his head back, gulping down her hips and rump.
 
 
At this point, it was an almost comical sight; Grayscale’s throat and gut were bulging out obscenely, the outline of Sonata’s rear end visible through his neck while her paws could be seen pushing out from his bulging belly in different directions, all while several meters of long, cotton-candy-colored snerret tail still hung out of his mouth. Grayscale looked down the length of his muzzle at the remainder of Sonata’s body left unswallowed, suddenly unsure if he could pull this off after all… but the impatient growling of his stomach snapped him out of his doubts and made him double his efforts, grabbing both sides of her tail with both paws and horking her down with several loud, almost obscene gulping noises, pulling in foot after foot of Sonata’s serpentine half. His swallows slowed but didn’t stop- though her tail was getting narrower, his belly was getting fuller, rounding out and growing as Sonata was curled and coiled into a tight ball within.
 
 
After what felt like an hour of slurps and swallows, Gray finally reached the last bit of Sonata’s tail, now hanging limply out of his mouth like an oversized pink noodle. He groaned, leaning over the massive rounded bulk of his bulging belly, pinning him to the ground from its sheer weight and size, the stretched-out scales softly shifting and jiggling from Sonata’s coils wriggling about inside. He hiccuped and groaned as he slowly but surely gulped down the last of her tail, gagging momentarily as his aching throat closed around the last of his prey. With a final gulp and a tremendous gasp of relief, Grayscale flopped down upon his massive gut, his eyes drifting shut as he took slow, labored breaths to recover from eating the biggest, and most satisfying meal he had ever had in his life.
 
 
–
 
 
Grayscale opened his eyes, his blurred vision blinking away to bring Sonata’s smiling face into focus, who was looking down at him with pride. “Enjoy your meal, Gray?”
 
 
He blinked a few more times, tipping his head up to find that he was lying on his back, his head resting in Sonata’s lap while her tail was coiled around them in a circle. They were still in the downpour room, but the rain had stopped and the water was all gone; even their fur was only somewhat damp now. Grayscale looked around, the memories of what had happened before he passed out coming back to him, a familiar rumble building up in his belly before suddenly ending with a sudden loud belch erupting from Grayscale’s maw.
 
 
“Hmph- I’ll take that as a yes.”
 
 
“Heh heh… ‘scuse me.” He muttered, leaning back on Sonata’s lap. “So… what happened?”
 
 
“Well,” Sonata replied as she slowly stroked his wet hair. “After you got the last of me down, I noticed you weren’t moving or saying anything, so I managed to pull myself out of you before you could start digesting me.” She frowned a bit, now looking concerned. “Y’know, I am impressed you managed to get all of me down, but I wouldn’t mind at all if you stopped halfway… I enjoyed myself the whole time but I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
 
 
Grayscale shrugged. “What can I say? Had to finish what we started… Plus, you tasted good.” He laughed.
 
 
Sonata laughed as well, before scooping Gray up in her arms and standing up, carrying him bridal-style towards the door. “Well, what’s say we both get to bed now… We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
 
 
“Mmm… sounds lovely…” Grayscale mumbled before drifting off to sleep once more in Sonata’s arms.