A Bird Among Serpants

One-Shot Smut and Update

(If you don't care about the update, skip a few paragraphs down. It's separated from the rest of the text pretty clearly.)

Sorry for making you guys wait... It just clicked that it has been 2 years since I've finished the 1st part. I am almost done with parts 2-3 and have started part 4 (part 4 might end up being merged with part 3, but from where I stand now it seems necessary to have 4), and I'm guessing 2 and 3 will be completed or near completed by 2024 at absolute latest, more likely somewhere in the middle of 2023. Altogether, I'm guessing this story will stand at about 200,000-300,000 words total when completed, which is the longest bdsm smut fanfic I've ever wrote. My father would be so proud of me if he was present in my life.

Side note- I'm doing this like old Netflix. No releasing one chapter every week, you're getting the whole thing shoved down your whore throat and there is nothing you can do about it. I'm kinky like that ;)

Anyway, here's a little reward for being such good bitches these last few years. It's a Kit and Verett role swap scene from Kit's perspective because I want it to be. (WoOoOoOo spicy). Have fun, love you xx
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*Mandatory smut warning*

Note: This is an alternative universe one-shot. It does not mean anything in terms of the main plot.

I hear a soft knock on the bars and glance up, thoroughly exhausted and not exactly haven been given the proper treatment or care. How long has it been..? Eh.. at least I'm alive, the guards don't seem to care about me much.

I glance over the man with shoulder length silver hair and a very clean and sharp energy. Everything about him makes me feel less then.. He's very obviously a lord, I wonder what he would want with me.

"So your the one they've all been talking about." He walks in with a soft smile, touching my hair then very quickly taking his hand off in a slight disgust, "I assume you haven't bathed."

I shrug, looking at my tattered uniform with a soft laugh before lightly pulling on the steel cuffs above my head, "A bit tied up at the moment. Sorry for my unsightly appearance, lord.."

"Anzius. Verett Anzius." He begins to cast a spell above me, "What's your name?"

"Something not nearly as important as yours, I can assure you." I glance at the spell, trying to find meaning in the symbols but quickly giving up, "Why did you come down here, Verett."

"Let's keep it as Lord Anzius and, well.. I was curious. Some of the maids seem head over heels for you." He finishes the spell as I feel the dirt lift off of me, a sigh of relief escaping my lips at the feeling of being clean, "You were a soldier at the Banks of Leviathon, correct?"

"Yes." I flinch as he grabs my chin and moves my head around to get a better look at my face, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Just curious." He let's go of my hand with a smile, "I see what they mean now. Aren't you handsome?"

I laugh quietly and wink, leaning back against the wall, "Has my charm really reached up to the palace? I must be something."

"You certainly are." He walks closer and begins unbuttoning my beaten uniform with knowing fingertips. My heart drops to my stomach as I stay frozen for a few moments. Allowing him to take it off without a struggle out of me. No, no, I need to fight back.

I attempt to kick him away, quickly finding it useless as Verrett restrains my legs to the wall with a quick spell. Damnit, fucking magic! Why does every creature have to he so good at it besides us? I'm so helpless.

The man coos me and pets my hair, easing my struggling with a few pets and calming gestures, "Calm now.. where did that get you?"

"Fuck you!"