Caught~

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Kind and Striker goes and sits on the couch, and cuddles with Striker. After a while of cuddling on the couch, Kind decides to ask Striker a few questions. "Hey, baby?" Striker would be cuddling up with her when she asks him something. "Mmm?~ You want to ask me something...?" Kind nodded at him when he said that. "Yes, how do snake's mate?" Striker had expected to hear a question from her... But not a question about snakes. Although, he did know how snakes mated...

"Well, snakes mate by what is called 'cloacal rubbing'... Which is where two snakes rub their cloacas together. This process is also called 'copulation'... And, this can happen multiple times when they want to have a lot of offspring, usually... Why do you wanna know?" He asked after giving her an answer.

Kind flushed, she didn't really expect that answer. She took a deep breath. "Just wanted to know... also, do snakes have dicks?" Striker chuckled a bit when she became red at his answer. And she had also asked a good additional question. "Well... Some do, while others don't. It really depends on the type of snake, to be honest with you... But, yeah... Some snakes do have dicks, while others lack them..."

Kind nodded at the information. And smirked. "Hehehe, dickless snakes... and now, since your a snake-imp hybrid.... I don't even need to ask, because I knoooow~ your not the types of snakes that lack dicks! In fact... your's is pretty big~"

Striker would only blush even further when she hinted about his size. His pride as a guy was starting to rise again after she said that, as he would smirk. "Oh yeah...~ You're right on that. Mine is definitely one of those ones that do have dicks. And I can assure you that you'd see how big it can get once I get excited~" he said with a smirk of amusement and teasingness. "Heh, I know what it looks like already~ and I've seen it.... hard~"

Striker had a smug look in his face when she said that... Especially because she had already seen it before. "You liked what you saw~?~" he asked, feeling proud. Kind nodded. "yes I did~ and... for an snake-imp... you certainly have a snake down there~♡" Striker's blush now become even more obvious when she praised the size of his dick. He had never really gotten so much praise for his down there before this, so he was definitely savoring every second of it. "O-Oh!~ You think so~?" he asked.

Kind nodded, now she thought of another question. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Strikey, Strikey! What was something you always wanted to learn as a kid, but never got to it?" Striker was a bit surprised by her sudden change in subject, but he would still be curious to answer her question.

"Hmm... As a kid, what did I always want to learn but never got to do it...? Huh... Well, I always wanted to learn how to do gymnastics... Specifically, I always wanted to do flips and stuff like that... But, my old parents always said that it was too... "Dangerous" for me... So they never let me do it..."

Kind looked up at Striker, and cuddled closer to him on the couch. She scoffed. "your parents don't know shit.. doing stuff with moving. Like exercise, gymnastics... and whatnot... is actually very helpful! It usually prevents rigamortis, and it keeps you healthy!" Kind's tail was swishing side-to-side, she huffed and kept cuddling Striker. Striker would only nod as she would make that argument. He thought of that as well, but his parents never really cared about his arguments back then... "I'm aware of the health benefits... But my parents don't believe that... They always thought that gymnastics were useless... Especially when they thought I could hurt myself... And not let me do it... Even if I promised to be safe, they still always said no..." He stated.

Kind sat up immediately, throwing air punches in front of her. She clearly didn't like his parents. "Those motherfuckers! Those Schlampen-Idioten! ugh!" Striker had never heard anyone insult his parents that way before... But, he thought it was kinda funny when she did that, as he also started to dislike his parents.
"Huh... Those motherfuckers indeed... They're just a bunch of assholes, who don't care about my well-being... Always trying to control the things I like to do... Always restricting me..."
"I say they should talk to- Hans... und Wolfgang!"
"Hans und Wolfgang? And who are they exactly?"
"My fists!"
Striker would only chuckle a little bit more at her answer. He definitely figured that she meant that she would beat up his parents, but he also found it funny that she named her hands like that, in a way. "Your fists, huh?~ So, you're saying that you would like to beat up my parents with your fists~?" Kind looked at him and nodded, before laying back down on his shoulder from the sitting position they were in on the couch. Striker continued to let her lay on his shoulders as they cuddled up to each other on the couch. However, it was pretty much obvious that she would like to beat up his parents and get revenge from all of that oppression.