Thread: The Archaeologist, The Succubus, and The Gun  (LeftShield x Umbrale)

Gods, he was cute. That sweet moan, that delighted shiver that ran along him. He was an adorable boy... no, man. She corrected her private thoughts with an inner giggle. She had influxed him with demonic energy on accident there, but she was surprised with how easily it had adjusted to him. He just seemed to soak it right up. Yet, the way his head tilted back when she licked at him, the way he gazed down at her with adoringly, affectionate lust. The way he... ...suddenly speared her head down on his schaft. She was stunned for a moment, eyes going wide in utter surprise. While she did taunt him, she hadn't of expected him to go about it so quickly. So suddenly, he had ran his fingers into her hair. So suddenly he had slammed her down on his throbbing manhood. So suddenly... ...she found herself dripping wet. GODS, how good it felt for her to be used again, to have her lusty needs aflamed. Thusly, even speared all the way to his base, with saliva leaking from her lip-lock,and her nose pressed to the skin ther, she moaned loudly. Right around his cock, it seeped out, vibrating that iron rod he had shoved down her throat. She had no gag reflex, as a demon of lust, and thus, began to work right away. Her tongue began to lather him with attention, all over, but focused primarily on his underside. Yet, for some reason, she kept it sloppy. She sucked pretty strongly, to be sure, but for an ages-old succubuss she seemed to be having an amateur time on it. Even more so, when he barraged her with images of face-fucking, facials, and sweet-blowjobs, oh-my! She was overwhelmed for a moment, and went slack within her grasp eyes glossing over. He would soon find her hands vanishing from his hips, to move betwixt her legs. As he began to notice her attention return, he would notice, additionally, the way her hips began to rock. She began to buck them forward, and rather quickly a second effect of wet, lewd sounds matched her sucking, as she began to pleasure herself. If he took the chance to look down, around the hypnotizing sight of her slaved on his member, he would find a fully three of her fingers sunken deep into her honey-pot, curving right up into every woman's sweet spot. She was furious with it, too her fingers were pumping away with a rapid, insistent need. It only increased when he began to thrust against her lips her gaze returning to his orbs aflame with a passionate, burning need for him. Then came the challenge. Again, she seemed stunned for a second, and her eyes widened. Yet, after just a moment, Ty would come to regret it, as a smirk formed around his member. Her eyes had reacquired that savage, predatory gleam to them. Play with fire, Master, and you can only get burned. He would hear her resounding statement in his head, with a mocking tone, before her mouth suddenly accelerated forward. She slammed her lips to his base, and moaned around it. Not just any moan, either it was a deep, sultry one, so raw and charged with erotic tension, that, had he heard it earlier, he would have came simply from it. She wasn't even close to finished with that, though. Her suction increased by a solid factor of two his member feeling like it had entered the wettest, warmest, and nicest demonic-sex-vacuum in the world. Then, a more peculiar sensation. It felt like something of a enticing, amazing texture was... wrapping around him? Her tongue seemed to be extending, wrapping about every inch of his member that was buried within her mouth. Yet, it began to strike farther with surgical precision flicking over every throbbing vein and sensitive path on the underside of his vital manhood. Another moan, another primal sound of raw, dark lust, that vibrated through his entire body, and her eyes had returned to him, glinting with the knowledge that he wouldn't hold up to this sudden expertise--this untamed prowess that no human could ever manage-- that a only a succubi could offer. Now. Cum for me.