A/N: THE HYMEN DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY.

Thank you, to the concerned guest reviewer.

He grumbled, and shifted his face. Light stubble brushed against two mounds of creamy, cold-blooded flesh. Flesh warmed by stolen body heat.

She moaned, and cradled his head further into her breasts, sounding happily when her coils reached fully around him.

"Morning, Darling…" She sung, hugging the man tightly. The Lamia shuddered as Kurusu's stubble softly ground against her impressive bust.

"What time is it?" He asked her. His work didn't really matter, in the grand scheme of their relationship.

Yes, their relationship. Despite the inner workings of the Interspecies Exchange Bill, Kurusu and Miia, after his initial scepticism, were in love. Madly so.

After "popping her cherry" as Agent Smith had declared it once before, the couple were inseparable. Kurusu had gotten used to, and even enjoyed the Lamia's over-the-top affection.

"Her room" didn't exist after about 2 weeks of living with her "Darling". Now, it was "their room."

She looked at the digital alarm clock and smiled.

"Only 6:30, Darling…" A month ago, he'd be up in the morning at that time, and ready to take on the day.

Now?

He groaned happily into Miia's sizable chest, and doubled their covers over.

"Let's get you warmed up, Miiiiiia…" He drew her name out for her, just how she liked, and she wrapped her coils tighter in happiness.

"Mmm… I wish you could stay in bed with me all day, Darling…"

"I do too, Miia. I've got to work to keep a roof over our heads though. And who knows what that Agent lady will do next? I think she's been trying to pawn off her work on me." Kurusu mumbled. Miia sighed, and a small pang of jealousy shot through her.

What if Smith tried to pawn another Monster Girl on her Darling? That wouldn't do now, would it?

"Don't say such things, Darling! If she tries to come between us again… I'll… I'll…" She became emotional, and like the saviour he was, Kurusu silenced her worries with a kiss.

"She doesn't care for her job, Miia – why would she care about the law? She's just trying to tease me." He reasoned in a sleepy, unenthused tone. The Lamia crinkled her nose at the thought of someone else teasing her hubby.

"I don't like the threats. I just want to be with you, without worry." She said, hugging the poor human man ever tighter. He stroked the small of the Lamia's large back and calmed her down.

"We're with each other now – let's enjoy that much…" She gripped him tighter at those words, threatening to snap his back. He grumbled unevenly and adjusted his position again.

"B-but… What would we do, Darling… If… If we were separated?"

"I'd fight for you. I'd fight my hardest until I could see you again. Even if it meant my death, Miia, I'd still want to see you smile for me." His words were soft and heartfelt, and her heartbeat quickened with each loving syllable. She pressed her lips against his, and loosened her coils, so he could move his arms.

Kurusu responded in kind, with soft ministrations and fondles to the Lamia's smooth, soft skin. She whined into the kiss, and disrobed her borrowed t-shirt, revealing her plump, unconcealed breasts.

She broke their kiss and Kurusu grinned like a madman at his domineering, loving Lamia.

With her tail, she snaked her way into his pants and made short work of them, whilst straddling the man's lap. His erection quickly grew, and she smiled lewdly.

"Oh, Darling… You know just the right things to say to get me riled up…" She mumbled, half-embarrassed, half-ridiculously horny. Kurusu lurched upwards and ground his free sex into the monster-girl's, his mouth latching onto her bright pink nipples.

Quite easily, she adjusted his voluptuous cock and slid it into her tight slit, grinding the front of her body into his, and revelling in the warmth he provided, inside and outside of her.

"Oh… Oh, D-Darling…" Her voice when raspy, and shaky, and Kurusu's cock quivered at the words.

"Oh, Miiiiia…" He breathed, said breath travelling past the Lamia's ears. He saw them twitch, and grasped the end of the snake-woman's tail, stroking it softly, gently. Her wordy moans turned to gibberish at the attention she was receiving, and could do nothing but hug her Darling ever closer.

Her coils began convulsing, and she could feel her stomach drop at the arrival of an orgasm. Kurusu groped her behind and pushed and squeezed her nubile skin. The Lamia's sex groped around the human man's cock, pulsing evenly, pumping as if to milk her hubby for his seed. Kurusu's eyes rolled back into his skull, prepared to do what his beautiful Lamia lady wanted.

"Oh, DARLING!" She screamed, finally, constricting the poor boy as hard as she possibly could. Kurusu grunted in a mix of pain and pleasure, and bit his bottom lip.

"MIIA! TOO TIGHT!" The man grunted.

She squealed, and let go of the asphyxiated human, who slumped back down onto the bed, an orgasm denied. The Lamia looked down at herself, and felt ashamed when she noticed Kurusu's still-prominent erection.

"Miia…" He said weakly, holding a hand to the blushing cheek of the Lamia.

"It's fine, honey… You've just got to reign in control at times… Like those. I forgive you, okay?" He really didn't mind – sex in the morning was just a bonus, and if he didn't "get it", then no problem. And the pain was fine. He had a superhuman tolerance for pain.

Miia hugged him softly, and kissed him, careful to keep her coils from choking the poor boy.

"I'm sorry, Darling…" Kurusu stroked the small of the woman's back until she fully calmed down, and kissed her once more, lingering for just a second.

"I love you, Miia – and nothing could stop me from doing so." He confided within his lover, and she smiled back, sweetly.

"I love you, Darling…" And they laid in bed for a few more minutes.

So what if he was a little late to work?

(...)

Kurusu was up at 7:45, and had a bath prepared for his girlfriend. The smilling loon cooked their breakfast idly, listening to a TV that was churning out some exposition.

A presence made itself known with a creak of a wooden chair. Kurusu's mood soured, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood upwards.

"Good morning, Miss Smith." He turned around and smiled at the woman who had set him up with Miia.

"Good morning, Mister Darling." She teased, drinking the coffee he had prepared for himself.

"It's nice of you to drop by for a visit." The man noted, subtly asking why the hell she was in his house at 7 in the morning, uninvited.

"Why, thank you! I'm here to check on both you and Miia. You've read up on the specifics of the Interspecies Exchange Bill, I assume?"

"Of course. Miia can't be outside without me, and she's not allowed to touch another human aggressively." He repeated, turning his TV volume down.

"Correct, Darling! Though... Have you read the laws regarding human-monster relations?"

"I have."

"...And?" She leaned forward, giddy from her coffee. Kurusu shrugged his shoulders.

"It's not a problem." He answered with a smile. He didn't want to straight up lie to a federal agent. He'd let her fill in the blanks on her own.

"You know, if you harmed a species' representative, she'd be deported, and you'd be thrown in jail..." Smith went on, motioning to the man for another cup of coffee. Kurusu abliged, with another smile.

"I know. I'd never hurt Miia."

"And you do know that if you were to... break her hymen, that'd be considered hurting her?"

"Oh yes, of course." Yeah, there was no problem with that. Miia and Kurusu had first made love on their third day living together - and he'd been as gentle as he possibly could've. Miia was tougher than she looked, and he was a more tender soul then one would assume.

"So... Have you had sex with Miia?" Smith asked, with a faux-dangerous look. A glint of mischief glowed in her eyes. The young man's shoulders slumped in fake exhaustion.

"Yes, actually. Twice on the kitchen bench, three times on the lounge, eight times on the floor, thirteen times on the bed, two times in the bath... And twice in the chair you're sitting in." He confessed, fully.

Well, he probably missed a few extra places. But Smith's reaction would've played the same. The man revelled in the woman's look of sudden shock. She then grinned, and started to chortle, heartily.

"You're a funny guy, Mister Darling. I can see why Miia appreciates you!" Inwardly, she knew he was telling the truth. And she was mildly disgusted by it. Only mildly - she could see how two, young, attractive people could have sex with one another so quickly, so often. Then, there was the whole thing with Kurusu's leg fetish, and Miia's adoration of him...

Said snake-woman slithered her way behind her hubby and kissed him in the nape of his neck, biting softly. Kurusu let out a silent growl, and took Miia's lips in a small smooch.

Then it hit Agent Smith fully.

Then, she stood up and sped out Kurusu's home.

(...)

When the monster-mediator got home from work, he was greeted by his odd-eared girlfriend. Immediately, she locked the door behind him, and gave a lecherous grin to her Darling. She sauntered up to his side, and began undoing his shirt.

"Now... I know you've had a looooong day, Darling. So, to make up for this morning's disaster... I've decided to relieve your..." She slinked her tail behind him, to slowly undo his belt. The Lamia then slithered her hand down Kurusu's pants, easily finding his already hardening cock.

"Pent-up stressssss..." She hissed in his ear, her forked tongue dancing across his lobe. Kurusu kissed his lover, and leant back against his door frame, silently thanking the woman. Miia winked at him, and undid his pants zipper, before fishing out his throbbing, long cock. She licked her lips, and slunk down his side, seductively.

Grabbing the length, she eagerly took it in her mouth and did her best to pleasure her Darling. She stroked from his base upwards, just a little, and pumped and sucked the rest of what she could in her mouth. Saliva quickly coated the man's member, and a resolute, calming sigh escaped from Kurusu's lips at the godly sensation.

His knees buckled as Miia imitated some lewd moaning, and he grabbed a fistful of hair, shakily.

The monster-girl moaned and groaned, yearning to taste his seed once more. She felt his strong, soft hands grasp at her loose shirt, and he tugged it off her, revealing her perky tits again. He smiled, and reached down, fondling them tenderly. Miia felt her core heat up, and drifted her free hand to play with her moist cunt, preparing for a long, lazy afternoon ahead.

Kurusu's hips seemed to move on their own, and he began thrusting against Miia's bobs, trying to keep in time with the skilled snake-woman. She hummed lowly, pulling out all stops in an attempt to milk her Darling. Minutes passed, and her talents proved effective. She shifted her hands to keep him steady, as he almost lost footing at the incredible pleasure she was able to give him.

Earnestly, an explosive orgasm rocked Kurusu's tired body, and he struggled to grab something to hold onto, during. Thick, heavy streams of cum shot forth, laden with a taste only a monster-girl could love. Miia swallowed every drop of the creamy substance, and finally pulled her lover's length from her mouth, breathing unevenly as she did so.

The snake-woman brought the tip of the length back up to her lips, and licked the man, making him shudder. Another pang of desire, pure and true, shot through him, and he tackled Miia to the ground, intending on rewarding her back.

"Miiiiiia..." He moaned, nibbling at her neck. She wrapped her arms and heavy coils around him, and shivered with pure delight.

"Oh, D-Darling!"

A/N: WE'RE GONNA MAKE SOME MAD MAD DOUGH