"This pyramid houses delegations as they visit," a yuan ti adorned in bright blue and green body paint and fine jewelry addressed an entourage of finely dressed nobles from the land Valaire, a group of diplomats. Flanked by their own knights then yuan ti guards with long snakelike bodies and fierce golden tridents in hand, they walked and/or slithered down the humid hall of the old stone pyramid.
"Your beds are in this room here. You also have access to storage quarters in these rooms." As the yuan ti diplomat escorted them a diplomat near the back made a glance to a yuan ti guard. She wore deep green that flowed over her lighter frame with a diamond necklace adorning her chest. The guard she looked at hulked over them, standing nearly seven feet tall. His scaled hide was marked and scarred, the trident in his hands easily matching her own weight. His snakelike eyes met her's and lingered through the tour.
"Should you need us guards are posted at every level if the pyramid. We have all been instructed by Prince Asutali to see to your needs."
The delegation began to fill into the guest quarters. The woman in green hesitated, standing alongside the guard next to her. As the last few filtered in she took him by the arm and dragged him over into the storage closet nextdoor.
He propped his trident up on the wall as the two tore their clothes off. The woman pulled her robes off tossing them aside, taking excited breaths and slipping off each shoe. The yuan ti pulled apart plates of armor, letting them clank to the ground better revealing his huge arms and muscular body. Built for bulk over definition a line of abs was vaguely clear. He pulled away his wraps, fully nude, and watched hungrily as she dressed down to a lacy bra and panties. She leapt into his arms, the yuan ti falling back against the wall as the two kissed over and over.
She reveled in his size, in his strength. Her hands glided over smooth scales and hard muscle, moaning as her tongue pressed between his lips. One of his hands reached for the trident and pulled it back so the shaft pinned her back to him. She gasped with a moan, arching her back and exposing her neck. He struck, kissing the exposed skin as she stifled her sounds, desperately trying to keep quiet as the sounds of the delegation came through the walls.
She broke the kiss and reached back to undo her bra. Breathless the two kept eye contact, the woman resting against his chest supported by the bar. Her bra slipped to the ground and he thrust his snout between her breasts, kissing and allowing his forked tongue to slip up her cleavage. She caught a moan in her throat and struggled to pull her panties off with his attention. Whines came choked as she forced herself to keep quiet, rocking her hips with need. Her panties fluttered down atop a plate of his armor.