While this was written for the wk_100 theme of "kinks and fetishes," it owes more inspiration to the ballad of Tam Lin, from which the title is taken (out of context). Betaed by Rune and Eliza.

"You like this," the snake says in Schuldig's voice, twining up his leg, flicking a forked tongue against his thigh.

Aya shudders, grabs for the head. "No."

A lion carries him to the ground, holds him pinned. Its tawny mane and hot breath caress his face. "You like this."

He twists, tries to bring up his katana. "No."

Faster than thought, the hawk darts away from the blade, dives back to brush feathers across Aya's throat. "You," it says. "Like this."

Aya thinks he understands. "I will not be."

Schuldig crouches over him, grinning like a beast. "But you are."

~END~