THE SWEETEST WAKEUP CALL ,


The snow was twirling in beautiful flurries outside, painting the city in white and providing a new form of entertainment for the district. Human and Hybri children alike were running about giggling, tossing snow in each others' faces and working together to create deformed snowcreatures of every shape and size. Couples were strolling hand-in-hand along the plowed sidewalks, adults were sipping on coffee and watching their youngsters prance about, and a group of teenagers was struggling in a futile effort to make a snow igloo. Everyone was out having fun.
Everyone, of course, except for River and Liam.
Winter in the Slate household was far more boring than River had even imagined possible. Instead of enjoying the wonder of the season, Liam lazed around and slept and River restlessly resented those normal couples of the world.
Most mammal hybri stuck with other mammals; it was extremely uncommon for a mammal to pair with a reptile -- especially with a naga. In fact, it was quite uncommon for anyone to pair with a naga unless he or she was also a snakeperson. River understood why now. Snakes were boring.
River’s gloved hands were pressed against the window, his forehead resting on the frosty panel and his eyes focused on the world outside. This was what the past week had consisted of, mostly; standing here and staring at the snow. Occasionally he’d slip outside and attempt to enjoy the weather on his own, but then he’d see a happy couple laughing on the other side of the street and he’d get depressed.
River sighed.
"Liam," he spoke into the glass, "why do you have to be cold-blooded?"
There was no answer.
"Liaaaam," River complained quietly, tearing himself away from the window and looking into the living room behind him. Of course, Liam was asleep on the floor. His snakebody was twisted into loose coils and his human upper-body was belly-down.
River frowned and his raccoon ears tilted backward.
"Why do you have to sleep so Goddamn much, too?" He asked the sleeping body, walking over to it and brusquely straddling it’s back. Liam made a muffled "mmmmfff" of protest, but River only smiled like a child. "Liam," he whispered, leaning forward and gently nibbling the man's pointed ear. Another "mmmfff" escaped Liam's lips, followed by a disgruntled "Gerroffame bitch".
River grinned. "It's time to wake up, sleepy head! Let's go play in the snow!"
Of course, River knew that there was no way the naga would oblige to this suggestion; he was not a snow person.
And neither was he very compliant.
Determined to annoy the man until he got up, River brushed the hair away from his neck and softly kissed the skin there. Liam shivered. River did it again.
Liam thrashed onto his side and threw River to the ground. The raccoon Hybri exploded into a fit of laughter. Liam frowned.
"Someone's a grumpy Gretel~," River chimed, watching as Liam turned away and snorted with irritation.
"Oh, c'mon Liam, I'm just bored. Entertain me."
No reaction. The naga was obviously ignoring him.
River looked pouty for a moment and then said, "fine then", proceeding to nuzzle into Liam's neck and give him a soft bite.
This time the reaction was instantaneous.
Liam flailed about again, rising from his former position and pinning River to the floor. There, the younger man was fixed with a death stare.
“Mmm,” River said, “that’s a start.”
Liam’s yellowgreen eyes were piercing daggers into River’s skull, looking as if he was about ready to murder the kid. It was exhilarating.
River knew that Liam wouldn’t actually hurt him, after all, so he wasn’t worried by the violence.
No, the violence in the naga’s look was not the least bit threatening; the smile, however, that slowly crept onto his lips -- now that was a different story.
“A start, hm?” Liam hissed, moving closer to the younger man and teasing a bite at his neck. River shuddered noticeably and his eyes fluttered closed.
“Am I entertaining you now?” This time Liam spoke in a whisper, accentuating his breathing so that his breaths were deep and heavy in River’s ear.
“Mmmh..” River murmured, quite explicity turned-on now. It didn’t take much to get him going.
A soft chuckle slipped from the Naga’s lips, but River wasn’t concerned with it -- one of Liam’s hands was ghosting down his side, inching its way to the younger man’s pantline. When it reached its destination, Liam’s fingers carefully undid the belt and pulled it from its loops. Once again, River made a soft “mmmh..” noise.
He felt Liam undo the button and the tightness of his leather pants loosened; when the noise of the zipper followed suit, River opened his eyes and stared with blurry vision up at the other man.
Liam was still smirking.
River reached up and wrapped his fingers in Liam’s silverblue hair, attempting to yank his head down so that he could kiss him. Liam resisted, softly chuckling again.
“What do you think this is, hm?” He teased.
“Kiss me, you asshole,” River demanded, pulling on the naga’s hair again.
But Liam didn’t.
Instead, Liam grabbed River’s crotch and applied pressure; River arched again, shut his eyes immediately, and gasped.
In the midst of that, with River obviously expecting and wanting more, Liam quickly removed himself from the younger man and slithered away down the hall. He moved into the bedroom and shut the door behind him, leaving River alone, horny, and breathing heavily on the living room floor.
What..? River thought, taking a moment to gather himself and assess the situation. Had Liam seriously just left him hanging like that? Maybe he went to get something. Maybe he’s coming right back.
But he didn’t come back. Liam really had just left him.
Sitting up and frowning, River stared at the door angrily.
“You’re a fucking bastard!” He yelled down the hallway, his irritation only flaring more when he heard the Naga snickering to himself as if something hilarious had just happened.
River got up and marched over to the bedroom, finding the handle locked and then pounding on the wood.
“Why would you do that, you bitch? I’m mad at you. I’m never talking to you again. let me in!”
Liam continued to laugh, cracking up at himself.
“Let me in!” River demanded again, and Liam attempted to choke down his laughter to speak.
“Hahaha! I thought -- haha! -- That you -- hahaha! -- were never gonna talk to me again! Hahaha!”
River snorted, looking exactly like an angry little kid, and then turned away and walked off. What a dick, he thought as he threw himself onto the couch, what an asshole.
Liam was always a tease like this. He hardly ever went all the way and River could only figure that he enjoyed torturing him. He was always pulling asshole moves like this, getting River all hot and ready and then running off and laughing himself into a fit.
River could still hear him down the hallway, giggling and snickering to himself as he replayed the situation over and over again in his head. It wasn’t fair.

...But then again, it was; River hadn’t exactly given the Naga the sweetest wakeup call.