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A thrilling second chapter into the next area! Who will she meet next I wonder?

Ch.1 is here: https://inkbunny.net/s/3679143



Adventure with Nemi to Peace Man's Rock, the destination of her tribal rite, on the other side of the savannah. She'll meet plenty of interesting people along the way, but the real question is can she survive her journey and safely return? Read on and find out.
", "writing": "Nemi awakens to birds chirping outside. She lazily opens an eye, stretching against the pillows she had taken for herself when the thoughts of last night come flooding forward. She's up in an instance, quickly looking around for Ravu who isn't there. It's early morning judging by the light starting to come inside. Nemi did notice the small portion of food as well as the letter sitting on top of a rolled blanket left out to her. It was hand written by the missing man in question.\n\nDear Nemi,\n\nI hope you enjoy the little breakfast I had prepared. Forgive me for not staying, but I fear those lion brothers will do more harm than good if left alone. I wish you safe travels on your journey ahead, and if you're still interested, I'm more than willing to share my tent again upon your safe return. \n\nSafe travels, Ravu.\n\nShe smiles, accepting the small platter of mixed berries and bread before preparing herself to continue her journey alone. The grasslands during the day weren't nearly as hot as the badlands. Plenty of smaller wildlife roamed around that were easy to hunt and Nemi skillfully disposed of a few by lunch time. She had finally hand cooked her first real meal since leaving, marking at least a day and a half worth of traveling. The rabbits she caught weren’t exactly her favorite thing to eat, but for a hungry predator out on her own, she took whatever small victories she could. \n\nDay soon dropped again to night. Nemi considered making a fire out in the open, but was dissuaded by a sudden rainstorm. She got lucky finding a small alcove of rocks to make a small shelter inside that shielded her from the rain. After ensuring she wouldn’t be attacked in the middle of the storm, she slept mostly undisturbed for another night.\n\nHalfway there.\n\nSometime during the next morning, she noticed that the ground had begun to sink inward. Smaller spots of shallow pools were scattered in her way. Nemi had to pull out her map just to ensure she was going in the right direction. Peace man’s rock was located in the middle of the plains, slightly raised from the ground and surrounded by a pool of water. She heard that it was called that because of how the tribes met during days of great droughts. Water naturally flowed out of the strange fixture during the dry season making it the only reliable source of water for miles. It brings all different types of people together and is one of the only spots where peace between them could be claimed.\n\nFunny how it was the only well known spot. A pair of hunters she used to tend to for injuries often talked about wanting to go back and stay for days. Others would secretly form hunting parties to go, claiming of a rare hunt out in the plains. Nemi wondered what was so fascinating about a rock that made the males want to go back so eagerly. When her foot suddenly sinks into the ground ankle deep, she stops.\n\nMud claims her foot and she peeks around her map to see that much of the land in front of her is of the same manner. Pockets of dirtied water with a full stream littered the area. Too dangerous to continue forward unless she wanted to risk walking into deeper mud pockets. She turned to the side and walked against the sudden land change, hoping that in either direction she would be able to find a safer way across.\n\nSplashes of water followed after her feet. The source of flowing water was growing stronger the more Nemi walked. She eventually found herself on the banks of a river, thick water reeds following its path. It was calmer than the one that separated the badlands from the plains but she didn’t like how wide it was across. The water’s surface seemed too still, the area too quiet all the same. She could attempt to swim across, but she’d ruin her map and potentially lose her satchel as well. Who knew what could be lurking in this water? She continued to walk, mindful of the soaked edge and the many logs that scattered across the surface.\n\nBy noon, the river only looked to shrink in slightly with jagged edges of rock sticking out above the current. Nemi found a decent looking path to cross, although she’s not exactly excited to try balancing herself all the way over. She’s surprised she noticed it with how tall the reeds were. If it wasn’t for the minor entrance leading straight to the waters edge, she would’ve missed it. There was a near perfect line of flat, mossy rocks that made a path of sorts all the way across. It was still a decent distance across, but who knew how long the river stretched for. She tightened her satchel across her chest, taking her first steps across a few of the rocks before one of them started moving towards her. \n\nFast.\n\nShe has a spear out in an instant, jumping back to land and pointing it towards the creature who starts slowly walking his way out of the water.\n\n“Aght! You know the rules! You want to cross, you pay the toll!”\n\nIt was a crocodilian man, dressed in a bright red cloth that wrapped around his midsection. He was average height, dark green scales with a light underbelly that protruded more once he stood out of the water. Surprisingly, he was on his own, but given how she had mistaken him for a rock, she couldn’t be too sure. It was rare to find them in the badlands for they mostly resided near or on deeper water. She takes a look at the rock formed crossway behind the man and looks at him again.\n\n“Toll?”\n\n“What are you deaf? Toll! My toll! It’s not my fault the river that flows into my territory floods after it rains. You should be thankful we even have a bountiful wet season this year. All I hear is complaining between the preds and the prey. Maybe go live elsewhere if you don’t like it.”\n\n“No, I’m sorry, I just….I’m on my way to Peace man’s rock and-”\n\n“I don’t care how badly you want to get back to your compound. You should’ve thought about that before stepping past the marshlines. You know how easily this place floods!”\n\nShe starts to shake her head. “I really don’t…”\n\n“What? This your first time past the wetlands? Or were you too stupid to find your way back like all the other wild dogs and hyenas who find themselves trapped by the mud.”\n\n“No, I’m doing a ritual rite.”\n\n“Ritual rite?” The crocodilian sags off to the side, hands going to his hips as he squints at her. “Ooooooh, I see. You’re one of them badlanders. You’re pretty far from home.”\n\n“I’m trying to get to peace man's rock.”\n\n“That rock is a terrible place to be right now. Too crowded with the compound. Way too many tribes!”\n\n“What’s a compound?”\n\n“You don’t know where you’re headed off to? The compound! Preds and prey together trying to make peace or whatever nonsense they’re telling people these days?”\n\nNemi’s head tilts in confusion.\n\n“Fine. Stay oblivious. However, if you want to pass, you still have to pay my toll. I put too much work in placing these stones by myself so you’re not going to use them without some form of payment I can have.”\n\n“But I…..I don’t have anything.”\n\n“Too bad! You should've thought about that before walking so far to the east. The only other way around the river is back towards the marshlands. Most people get stuck out there on their own so good luck.”\n\nNemi thinks on it, looking at the river flow in either direction. She’d have to waste her time either going back or risk finding a safer way across further down, but who’s to say there was? It would be much faster to just hunt something and give it to the man for safe passage across. She looks at the man again who simply folds his arms across his body.\n\n“Would you take a few rabbits? Wine even?”\n\nThe man looks her up and down before replying. “I doubt you could hunt for enough food to keep me satisfied. And I’d say the same for wine. You look like you packed light.”\n\n“I don’t have anything else.”\n\nHe looks down at her hand. “What about your spear? It’d be handy for fishing!”\n\n“No!” She gasps, gripping it in her hands tightly.\n\nHe spots the rolled blanket peeking out of her satchel. “Ooo! Now that looks comfy.”\n\nNemi’s ears pin back, a blush crossing her cheeks as she folds the blanket deeper into her bag and shakes her head no.\n\n“Then how about….” The man trails off, his hands scratching at the underside of his chin as he eyes her again. A small toothy smile comes across his face. “You seem young and fit. How about you give me a little taste of the badlands then?”\n\nNemi’s head tilts again, unsure of what the man was implying. The man only seems to huff at her, reaching to untie the bright red cloth at his hips before it falls to the ground, leaving him naked. She tried not to stare, but his cock was already half erect to begin with. Thick and stubby as it sits between his legs. It was almost the exact same color as his belly, with a noticeable red hue at his tip. He smiles at her again, almost flaunting himself so she had no choice but to look down.\n\n“Like what you see then? Ever been with a crocodile before?”\n\n“No? Why would I?”\n\n“Then aren’t you curious to know what it feels like?” He reaches down to hold onto his cock, slowly stroking himself. “Come on, I don’t bite miss.”\n\n“You want me to have sex with you…” She sighs.\n\n“Have anything else to pay with? All I see is a nice looking female in front of me and it’s been weeks since one of those have passed by.”\n\n“I wonder why…” She muttered to herself.\n\n“Come on! Just a few minutes of your time? It’s just us out here. I’d hate for you to get stuck out in those marshes. And hopefully it doesn’t rain again soon because who knows how bad the flooding could get?”\n\n“There really isn’t another way to cross?”\n\nHe crossed his arms. “Marshlands, my bridge, or further upstream. Your choice.”\n\nNemi thinks on it, not exactly thrilled that the fastest option would be to satisfy the man and get it over with. By the time she would walk back to the marshlands, she could have finished and been further past the wetlands by then. She looks up, watching as the sun sits high in the sky. She’d wasted half a day already. A shame really.\n\nShe sighs, setting her spear down into the reeds before she puts down her satchel as well. The man watches as she undresses, stroking off still even as she starts to fold up her clothes neatly and off to the side. He smiles when Nemi approaches, her hand reaching out to gently caress the man’s chest. She didn’t know what to expect, but this was definitely her first time feeling against scales. For someone that looked so rough, she was surprised at how easily her fingers rubbed against him. Her hand made its way down to his cock, earning a few gentle jerks into her palm as she stroked him.\n\nThe man chuckled a bit, belly rolling into Nemi as he pulled her closer. One of his hands caressed her breast, earning a subtle jerk and a moan from the younger hyena.\n\nHe smiled. “See? We can have some fun to ourselves. Come.”\n\nThe crocodile backed away, easing himself into the river and nearly disappeared below its surface. His head was the only part of him that remained in sight, slit eyes staring at the younger hyena who hesitated forward.\n\nNemi took one step in the water, judging just how steep the step into the river was before her other foot nearly sank in. She sat herself on the river's edge, letting her legs dangle in the water to test its depth. When she couldn’t feel the bottom with her toes, Nemi questioned how the croc man was staying so perfectly afloat in the deep water.\n\n“Can’t swim little hunter?” The man asked, head approaching near one of her legs.\n\n“I can. This river is just deep….” She trailed off, feeling the sway of her legs in the current. “And fast.”\n\n“Then we need not move further.” He sighed, head nudging between her legs to position himself there. “Not like I can’t have fun here.”\n\nHis breath was hot on her sex right before he raked a long tongue across it. Nemi let out a gritted moan, not expecting the man’s tongue to be so soft as he lapped at her folds. Every lick earned a jerk in her hips, aiming to inch away from the man before his hands tightly held her in place. She relaxed into him, body becoming hot despite the cold waters that swept past. Her hand reached up to play with one of her nipples as the other held onto his head. The man took initiative, sinking his tongue deeper inside to earn more moans and sighs from her.\n\nBefore she knew it, Nemi was rocking her hips into the man, legs wide for him as he spread her open with his tongue. When he felt that she was ready, he pulled her hips closer into him, making them both fall deeper into the river. Her head never sank beneath the surface, but now her body was cold from the sudden chill of the water. She began to kick, keeping herself afloat in the water until she was turned and pushed up against the bank of the river. Her feet clawed up the bank, trying to climb out, but she was pulled back flush against the crocodile behind her.\n\nNemi felt his tongue on her neck, a long wet lick making its way up to her ear as he settled them both against the bank. She felt his cock rub just between her legs, a jerk of his hips forcing it to nudge against her folds. The scales of his cock, although not rough, were still raised against his shaft, causing a unique sensation she wasn’t expecting to feel. Nemi moaned, body shuddering as she leaned over the bank, ass meeting the reptilian halfway.\n\n“Just relax.” He whispered, tongue dancing across her neck.\n\nThe reptile braced himself against the bank, one holding himself up as the other tightly gripped Nemi’s hip. He thrusted slowly at first, enjoying every pass of his cock past her folds and how her thighs squeezed around him. His heavy pants were loud in her ear as he couldn’t stop himself from talking.\n\n“Fuck, that feels good. You feel that too?”\n\nHe intentionally rubs up into her, raking his scales against her again to ease out another low moan from her.\n\n“Yeah, you feel it.”\n\nThe man pulls back one last time, lining up his cock to ease into her entrance. He pushes past easily, water making it easy to slip in and out. Nemi sighs into him, hips meeting every one of his thrusts with a grind of her hips.\n\n“Fuck, you’re so warm!”\n\nHis thrusts intensify, slapping water over her back as he holds her in place. Nemi is pushed between him and the river’s edge, riding out the pleasure as water pushes past them both. The constant splashing falls into a steady rhythm, occasionally turning into a wet slap when the river water divides between them. They’re both panting and moaning in their lust, letting the water pass them by as the crocodilian fucks into her.\n\n“So. Tight.” He hisses, increasing his speed. “Fucking take it.”\n\nNemi is nearly moaning into the dirt ahead when her hair is pulled back, arching her back into his thrusts as he rams his cock inside. The smooth grooves are starting to feel hard inside of her, rubbing against her clenching walls as more pleasure shoots up her spine. She almost sees stars as she’s sent over, coming on his cock while he continues to thrust inside.\n\n“Yeah, that’s it.” He grunts, loud splashing halting as his hips slow to a halt.\n\nHe’s so deep inside, that she hardly notices when his seed seeps out, mixing with the river current and dragged away down stream. The crocodile finally releases her hair, causing Nemi to lean over the edge to support herself and not drift off with the current. Thankfully the man cuddles her from behind, supporting her body to the edge as they both start to cool off in the water.\n\nNemi is unsure how much time had passed, but it couldn’t have been for long when she regains the strength to clean herself off. The man left more than just a simple mess inside, draining out an uncomfortable mix of water and seed out of her hole when she stands. The man in question was floating on his back not too far away, cock twitching in the water as he watched her redress. One of his hands goes up to scratch at his chin right as she turns away to redress.\n\n“You know, you’re more than welcome to pass through here again. Whose to say another rainstorm might not pass through and flood the marshes?”\n\nNemi stares at him as she readjusts her top, ignoring his statement to retie her loincloth at her hips.\n\n“What, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself?”\n\nShe ignores him again, picking up the last of her things to begin walking across the makeshift stone walkway. Moss greets her toes, padding out her feet with every step. The crocodile follows her across the river, mostly talking to himself with the way she was ignoring him.\n\n“Fine, if you’re headed to the compound though, I suggest you get used to this.”\n\nShe stops on one of the stones, turning back to watch the man float by. “What?”\n\n“You really don’t know what happens at Peace Man’s rock, do you?”\n\nShe shook her head no, continuing to hop across the rocks to catch up with the man floating beside her.\n\n“Meh, you’re young. You’ll figure it out. Just don’t get yourself stuck up in the plains.”\n\n“What does that mean?”\n\nThe man only scratches at his belly, turning over slightly to then disappear below the water's surface.\n\n“Hey!” Nemi calls after him. “What does that mean!?”\n\nNo answer.\n\nShe watches as the water beside her stills, ripples dying out to even out in the current once more. 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For her safety, she should get to higher ground.\n\nA low roar of thunder in the distance calls to her, causing Nemi to jog into the distance, she was sure she was relatively safe, but the faster she got away from the river, the quicker she could get away from a potential flood. So she walks on, light fading beside her and leaving nothing but trails of lighting in her wake.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Nemi awakens to birds chirping outside. She lazily opens an eye, stretching against the pillows she had taken for herself when the thoughts of last night come flooding forward. She's up in an instance, quickly looking around for Ravu who isn't there. It's early morning judging by the light starting to come inside. Nemi did notice the small portion of food as well as the letter sitting on top of a rolled blanket left out to her. It was hand written by the missing man in question.

Dear Nemi,

I hope you enjoy the little breakfast I had prepared. Forgive me for not staying, but I fear those lion brothers will do more harm than good if left alone. I wish you safe travels on your journey ahead, and if you're still interested, I'm more than willing to share my tent again upon your safe return.

Safe travels, Ravu.

She smiles, accepting the small platter of mixed berries and bread before preparing herself to continue her journey alone.  The grasslands during the day weren't nearly as hot as the badlands. Plenty of smaller wildlife roamed around that were easy to hunt and Nemi skillfully disposed of a few by lunch time. She had finally hand cooked her first real meal since leaving, marking at least a day and a half worth of traveling. The rabbits she caught weren’t exactly her favorite thing to eat, but for a hungry predator out on her own, she took whatever small victories she could.

Day soon dropped again to night. Nemi considered making a fire out in the open, but was dissuaded by a sudden rainstorm. She got lucky finding a small alcove of rocks to make a small shelter inside that shielded her from the rain. After ensuring she wouldn’t be attacked in the middle of the storm, she slept mostly undisturbed for another night.

Halfway there.

Sometime during the next morning, she noticed that the ground had begun to sink inward. Smaller spots of shallow pools were scattered in her way. Nemi had to pull out her map just to ensure she was going in the right direction. Peace man’s rock was located in the middle of the plains, slightly raised from the ground and surrounded by a pool of water. She heard that it was called that because of how the tribes met during days of great droughts. Water naturally flowed out of the strange fixture during the dry season making it the only reliable source of water for miles. It brings all different types of people together and is one of the only spots where peace between them could be claimed.

Funny how it was the only well known spot. A pair of hunters she used to tend to for injuries often talked about wanting to go back and stay for days. Others would secretly form hunting parties to go, claiming of a rare hunt out in the plains. Nemi wondered what was so fascinating about a rock that made the males want to go back so eagerly. When her foot suddenly sinks into the ground ankle deep, she stops.

Mud claims her foot and she peeks around her map to see that much of the land in front of her is of the same manner. Pockets of dirtied water with a full stream littered the area. Too dangerous to continue forward unless she wanted to risk walking into deeper mud pockets. She turned to the side and walked against the sudden land change, hoping that in either direction she would be able to find a safer way across.

Splashes of water followed after her feet. The source of flowing water was growing stronger the more Nemi walked. She eventually found herself on the banks of a river, thick water reeds following its path. It was calmer than the one that separated the badlands from the plains but she didn’t like how wide it was across. The water’s surface seemed too still, the area too quiet all the same. She could attempt to swim across, but she’d ruin her map and potentially lose her satchel as well. Who knew what could be lurking in this water? She continued to walk, mindful of the soaked edge and the many logs that scattered across the surface.

By noon, the river only looked to shrink in slightly with jagged edges of rock sticking out above the current. Nemi found a decent looking path to cross, although she’s not exactly excited to try balancing herself all the way over. She’s surprised she noticed it with how tall the reeds were. If it wasn’t for the minor entrance leading straight to the waters edge, she would’ve missed it. There was a near perfect line of flat, mossy rocks that made a path of sorts all the way across. It was still a decent distance across, but who knew how long the river stretched for. She tightened her satchel across her chest, taking her first steps across a few of the rocks before one of them started moving towards her.

Fast.

She has a spear out in an instant, jumping back to land and pointing it towards the creature who starts slowly walking his way out of the water.

“Aght! You know the rules! You want to cross, you pay the toll!”

It was a crocodilian man, dressed in a bright red cloth that wrapped around his midsection. He was average height, dark green scales with a light underbelly that protruded more once he stood out of the water. Surprisingly, he was on his own, but given how she had mistaken him for a rock, she couldn’t be too sure. It was rare to find them in the badlands for they mostly resided near or on deeper water. She takes a look at the rock formed crossway behind the man and looks at him again.

“Toll?”

“What are you deaf? Toll! My toll! It’s not my fault the river that flows into my territory floods after it rains. You should be thankful we even have a bountiful wet season this year. All I hear is complaining between the preds and the prey. Maybe go live elsewhere if you don’t like it.”

“No, I’m sorry, I just….I’m on my way to Peace man’s rock and-”

“I don’t care how badly you want to get back to your compound. You should’ve thought about that before stepping past the marshlines. You know how easily this place floods!”

She starts to shake her head. “I really don’t…”

“What? This your first time past the wetlands? Or were you too stupid to find your way back like all the other wild dogs and hyenas who find themselves trapped by the mud.”

“No, I’m doing a ritual rite.”

“Ritual rite?” The crocodilian sags off to the side, hands going to his hips as he squints at her. “Ooooooh, I see. You’re one of them badlanders. You’re pretty far from home.”

“I’m trying to get to peace man's rock.”

“That rock is a terrible place to be right now. Too crowded with the compound. Way too many tribes!”

“What’s a compound?”

“You don’t know where you’re headed off to? The compound! Preds and prey together trying to make peace or whatever nonsense they’re telling people these days?”

Nemi’s head tilts in confusion.

“Fine. Stay oblivious. However, if you  want to pass, you still have to pay my toll. I put too much work in placing these stones by myself so you’re not going to use them without some form of payment I can have.”

“But I…..I don’t have anything.”

“Too bad! You should've thought about that before walking so far to the east. The only other way around the river is back towards the marshlands. Most people get stuck out there on their own so good luck.”

Nemi thinks on it, looking at the river flow in either direction. She’d have to waste her time either going back or risk finding a safer way across further down, but who’s to say there was? It would be much faster to just hunt something and give it to the man for safe passage across. She looks at the man again who simply folds his arms across his body.

“Would you take a few rabbits? Wine even?”

The man looks her up and down before replying. “I doubt you could hunt for enough food to keep me satisfied. And I’d say the same for wine. You look like you packed light.”

“I don’t have anything else.”

He looks down at her hand. “What about your spear? It’d be handy for fishing!”

“No!” She gasps, gripping it in her hands tightly.

He spots the rolled blanket peeking out of her satchel. “Ooo! Now that looks comfy.”

Nemi’s ears pin back, a blush crossing her cheeks as she folds the blanket deeper into her bag and shakes her head no.

“Then how about….” The man trails off, his hands scratching at the underside of his chin as he eyes her again. A small toothy smile comes across his face. “You seem young and fit. How about you give me a little taste of the badlands then?”

Nemi’s head tilts again, unsure of what the man was implying. The man only seems to huff at her, reaching to untie the bright red cloth at his hips before it falls to the ground, leaving him naked. She tried not to stare, but his cock was already half erect to begin with. Thick and stubby as it sits between his legs. It was almost the exact same color as his belly, with a noticeable red hue at his tip. He smiles at her again, almost flaunting himself so she had no choice but to look down.

“Like what you see then? Ever been with a crocodile before?”

“No? Why would I?”

“Then aren’t you curious to know what it feels like?” He reaches down to hold onto his cock, slowly stroking himself. “Come on, I don’t bite miss.”

“You want me to have sex with you…” She sighs.

“Have anything else to pay with? All I see is a nice looking female in front of me and it’s been weeks since one of those have passed by.”

“I wonder why…” She muttered to herself.

“Come on! Just a few minutes of your time? It’s just us out here. I’d hate for you to get stuck out in those marshes. And hopefully it doesn’t rain again soon because who knows how bad the flooding could get?”

“There really isn’t another way to cross?”

He crossed his arms. “Marshlands, my bridge, or further upstream. Your choice.”

Nemi thinks on it, not exactly thrilled that the fastest option would be to satisfy the man and get it over with. By the time she would walk back to the marshlands, she could have finished and been further past the wetlands by then. She looks up, watching as the sun sits high in the sky. She’d wasted half a day already. A shame really.

She sighs, setting her spear down into the reeds before she puts down her satchel as well. The man watches as she undresses, stroking off still even as she starts to fold up her clothes neatly and off to the side. He smiles when Nemi approaches, her hand reaching out to gently caress the man’s chest. She didn’t know what to expect, but this was definitely her first time feeling against scales. For someone that looked so rough, she was surprised at how easily her fingers rubbed against him. Her hand made its way down to his cock, earning a few gentle jerks into her palm as she stroked him.

The man chuckled a bit, belly rolling into Nemi as he pulled her closer. One of his hands caressed her breast, earning a subtle jerk and a moan from the younger hyena.

He smiled. “See? We can have some fun to ourselves. Come.”

The crocodile backed away, easing himself into the river and nearly disappeared below its surface. His head was the only part of him that remained in sight, slit eyes staring at the younger hyena who hesitated forward.

Nemi took one step in the water, judging just how steep the step into the river was before her other foot nearly sank in. She sat herself on the river's edge, letting her legs dangle in the water to test its depth. When she couldn’t feel the bottom with her toes, Nemi questioned how the croc man was staying so perfectly afloat in the deep water.

“Can’t swim little hunter?” The man asked, head approaching near one of her legs.

“I can. This river is just deep….” She trailed off, feeling the sway of her legs in the current. “And fast.”

“Then we need not move further.” He sighed, head nudging between her legs to position himself there. “Not like I can’t have fun here.”

His breath was hot on her sex right before he raked a long tongue across it. Nemi let out a gritted moan, not expecting the man’s tongue to be so soft as he lapped at her folds. Every lick earned a jerk in her hips, aiming to inch away from the man before his hands tightly held her in place. She relaxed into him, body becoming hot despite the cold waters that swept past. Her hand reached up to play with one of her nipples as the other held onto his head. The man took initiative, sinking his tongue deeper inside to earn more moans and sighs from her.

Before she knew it, Nemi was rocking her hips into the man, legs wide for him as he spread her open with his tongue. When he felt that she was ready, he pulled her hips closer into him, making them both fall deeper into the river. Her head never sank beneath the surface, but now her body was cold from the sudden chill of the water. She began to kick, keeping herself afloat in the water until she was turned and pushed up against the bank of the river. Her feet clawed up the bank, trying to climb out, but she was pulled back flush against the crocodile behind her.

Nemi felt his tongue on her neck, a long wet lick making its way up to her ear as he settled them both against the bank. She felt his cock rub just between her legs, a jerk of his hips forcing it to nudge against her folds. The scales of his cock, although not rough, were still raised against his shaft, causing a unique sensation she wasn’t expecting to feel. Nemi moaned, body shuddering as she leaned over the bank, ass meeting the reptilian halfway.

“Just relax.” He whispered, tongue dancing across her neck.

The reptile braced himself against the bank, one holding himself up as the other tightly gripped Nemi’s hip. He thrusted slowly at first, enjoying every pass of his cock past her folds and how her thighs squeezed around him. His heavy pants were loud in her ear as he couldn’t stop himself from talking.

“Fuck, that feels good. You feel that too?”

He intentionally rubs up into her, raking his scales against her again to ease out another low moan from her.

“Yeah, you feel it.”

The man pulls back one last time, lining up his cock to ease into her entrance. He pushes past easily, water making it easy to slip in and out. Nemi sighs into him, hips meeting every one of his thrusts with a grind of her hips.

“Fuck, you’re so warm!”

His thrusts intensify, slapping water over her back as he holds her in place. Nemi is pushed between him and the river’s edge, riding out the pleasure as water pushes past them both. The constant splashing falls into a steady rhythm, occasionally turning into a wet slap when the river water divides between them. They’re both panting and moaning in their lust, letting the water pass them by as the crocodilian fucks into her.

“So. Tight.” He hisses, increasing his speed. “Fucking take it.”

Nemi is nearly moaning into the dirt ahead when her hair is pulled back, arching her back into his thrusts as he rams his cock inside. The smooth grooves are starting to feel hard inside of her, rubbing against her clenching walls as more pleasure shoots up her spine. She almost sees stars as she’s sent over, coming on his cock while he continues to thrust inside.

“Yeah, that’s it.” He grunts, loud splashing halting as his hips slow to a halt.

He’s so deep inside, that she hardly notices when his seed seeps out, mixing with the river current and dragged away down stream. The crocodile finally releases her hair, causing Nemi to lean over the edge to support herself and not drift off with the current. Thankfully the man cuddles her from behind, supporting her body to the edge as they both start to cool off in the water.

Nemi is unsure how much time had passed, but it couldn’t have been for long when she regains the strength to clean herself off. The man left more than just a simple mess inside, draining out an uncomfortable mix of water and seed out of her hole when she stands. The man in question was floating on his back not too far away, cock twitching in the water as he watched her redress. One of his hands goes up to scratch at his chin right as she turns away to redress.

“You know, you’re more than welcome to pass through here again. Whose to say another rainstorm might not pass through and flood the marshes?”

Nemi stares at him as she readjusts her top, ignoring his statement to retie her loincloth at her hips.

“What, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself?”

She ignores him again, picking up the last of her things to begin walking across the makeshift stone walkway. Moss greets her toes, padding out her feet with every step. The crocodile follows her across the river, mostly talking to himself with the way she was ignoring him.

“Fine, if you’re headed to the compound though, I suggest you get used to this.”

She stops on one of the stones, turning back to watch the man float by. “What?”

“You really don’t know what happens at Peace Man’s rock, do you?”

She shook her head no, continuing to hop across the rocks to catch up with the man floating beside her.

“Meh, you’re young. You’ll figure it out. Just don’t get yourself stuck up in the plains.”

“What does that mean?”

The man only scratches at his belly, turning over slightly to then disappear below the water's surface.

“Hey!” Nemi calls after him. “What does that mean!?”

No answer.

She watches as the water beside her stills, ripples dying out to even out in the current once more. Nemi looks around aiming to try and spot the crocodilian again, but when he doesn’t resurface, she sighs continuing to walk.

When she finally makes it across, she takes one last look at the water, a part of her hoping to spot the man one last time, but she doesn't see him. She turns once more, continuing on in her journey. The sun eventually fell again, an evening light casting the wetted plains in a beautiful sunset. Clouds covered her view to the east, making the sky a darkened blue with winds blowing past. She could smell water in the air though she’s unsure if that was due to the river or another storm incoming in the night.

She bends down, feeling the dirt beneath her and how muddy this area was compared to others. Should it rain again, it could flood. She thinks back to the crocodile man again and watches with what little sunlight she had left how the river now to the west of her flowed past. For her safety, she should get to higher ground.

A low roar of thunder in the distance calls to her, causing Nemi to jog into the distance, she was sure she was relatively safe, but the faster she got away from the river, the quicker she could get away from a potential flood. So she walks on, light fading beside her and leaving nothing but trails of lighting in her wake.
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