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

Oh, those delicious sounds. Those sweet moans, and rapturous shudders. They set her heart aflutter, deep inside. Normally, she would be rather detached, but--whether it be the bond, or fate-- she felt something for pleasuring Ty. Something in it deeply appealed to her... more so than the thick seed she was happily milking out. Every loud cry he gave got her more excited had her fingers working harder within her. As he began to stammer and scream out his ecstacy, she shuddered in delight. Yet, when he grabbed her horn, she froze up for a moment, eyes widening. She was quick to recover, but as he came, he unconsciously pulled on that horn, and her back arched a scream erupting around his cock. Could it be that was a weakspot of the lust demon? Even though she hit her climax hard, and juices squirted wildly from beneath her plunging fingers, she managed to guzzle his cum. Considering her experience, it wasn't too might a feat but her eyes, fuzzed over with the passionate blur of a climactic over-glow, still remained locked onto his. Every single drop of his seed, she drank down, almost purring in delight. Eventualy, once she was downright certain she had drank every single bit of it, she pulled away, releasing his member with a loud, audible, and sickeningly lewd 'pop'. Panting lightly, in order to regain her breath, she smile d up at him, and even flashed him a wink. You sure seemed to enjoy that, love... mmm... , she purred for a moment, and extended her tongue, revealing it to be coated in his cum. A moment later, she pulled it back in, and made a note to swallow. ...and you taste absolutely heavenly... But I suppose we aren't. Quite the voracious one you are, huh? , she teased him, as he so suddenly lead her over to the wall. She greatfuly allowed him to do so, placing her hands on the wall where he had requested. She was almost stunned in surprise, when she found him sinking to his knees and she went weak at said appendages, when his tongue found her nethers. Instantly, her hand shot down, clutching at his head gingerly, as her hips bucked up. A single lick to her climax-sensitive clit, and her hips bucked against his face. Gah! Sheesh, calm dow-ow-ohhhh , she was cut off with a loud, sultry moan, and began to roll her hips achingly against him. Yet, her delight was cut off so suddenly, when the sensation left her. She began to whine, almost animalistically, when she felt him grab her shoulder. She blinked a bit at the hand in surprise, then was so roughly pulled back. She felt her tight--it was hard to describe, truly, how perfect she felt as if he was made for her, or vice-versa, she was like a velvet glove around his manhood-- honey-pot stretched deliciously, as he skewered her. Her back instantly formed into a sharp arched, her head being thrown back, to let a cry of sheer, lusty joy echo to the heavens. One shivered racked sharply down her spine, before she looked over her shoulders at him. M-Mmm, Master... gods! You're so... perfect... ,she managed to moan out, before biting down on her lower lip so hard, it drew a bit of blood. She promptly leaned forward, flush against the wall, and threw her hips back forcing him just a bit deeper, with an agonizingly-pleasured moan. Inside of the succubi at last, he could feel her walls move around him. Every bit of her meant to pleasure a man it almost felt as if her womanhood was trying to milk him, trying to draw him deeper into the indescribably wet, hot heaven... or hell, for that matter.