The Juices Would Hit His Tongue, A Mix Of Salty And Sweet Hit The Base Of The Tongue Before He'd Stop,

The juices would hit his tongue, a mix of salty and sweet hit the base of the tongue before he'd stop, feeling her twitch and spasm.

Ever so slowly and teasingly he'd remove his long tongue so slow, it almost felt like a crawl as his tongue wiggled, and squirmed inside of her to give her more overstimulation.

After the slow and drawn out move, he'd kiss her clit, planting a passionate and deep kiss on it before standing, revealing between his legs the huge cock awaiting it's turn- it pulsed and twitched with anticipation. "Lady Sothis...I wish to fuck you till you conceive." He'd say it as politely as possible but he was in heat, she knew it , he knew it. Pressed against her pussy he just needed her consent.

Low moans and gasps escaped the greenette as her hips rocked more against Lance’s face, as if to try and get his tongue deeper inside her.

“Hah.. Lance..~”

Sothis, truthfully, hadn’t ever pleasured herself before, and whatever intimacy the two of them shared was all she knew (and should only know). So, with the added friction, it didn’t take her long until she came with a high pitched moan, her juices flooded his mouth.

Twinks were weak to dominate women, everyone knew, that, but this woman went after what she wanted! Lance's expression rarely changed, he looked stoic and pretty, not much, refined even. But when she stroked his body his cheeks went red and tail wagged but he tried to resist.

When she moved to his pants, he flinched at her touch. He'd turn his face away as if that would help his arousal go down, but he was in heat, what bad timing.

He folded so easily, it was almost disappointingly quick, Bayonetta chuckled to herself. But then again, she absolutely loved the power she had over men, and this time was no different.

Smiling, her hands were slowly stroking Lance's body, moving closer to his pants.

Even before they started, the pretty boy was moaning more than the first woman he went through. He was backed against a wall, and here she was, touching his inner thigh, it jiggled at her touch.

"I am the vacuain demon, I am not some boy looking for a second mother." he had so many mommy issues it probably just make him harder, and it did, once she put her hands on it, the bulge would poke from the pants, longer than a normal cock.

He wouldn't say anything to her, but he'd slowly nod his head at her ask. An audible gulp escaping his lips.

"I can feel how much you want it~" Bayonetta purred again in his ear. "How much you want mummy's body~"

Her hand was careful to not stroke his clothed cock right away, instead moving to his inner thigh.

"Don't you want it too?"

 ‘Bad End idea’

Bonus points it it involves Salem

Send ‘Bad End idea’ and I’ll describe one nsfw Bad End my muse could face, or could have met in the past.

tagging @salemdominance because they have a salem

Lance moaned like a slut as he was fucked pile driver position by the porcelain skinned giantess, not to far was his sister moaning like a slut, and his mother, aunt and grandmother weren't too far- all moaning rhythmically while being fucked. Lance presumed the males in his family were given to female supporters of Salem. He tried to look at her with vitriol, anger seeping through his body before she slammed down making his eyes roll back with a moan.

Vacuo and the whole world was now hers, his team lost and he could hear them also moaning nearby; Roselyn would moan his name but once before her mind was wrapped in pleasure from someone else. His own mind was getting fuzzy, the last he'd hear is about being used till he was broken and then turned into a maid or given to one of the girls. He'd let out one last pathetic moan.

"I'm cumming oooogh!" Like the slut he was, making Salem more loyal soldiers in the process.

He could smell it, heat, he knew it well, someone was in heat and that made him go into it as well. He'd step slowly following the feeling of the other, till he saw her. It was that frog heroine from the news, she was popular and he was a fan.

He'd step forward towards her, tail flicking in anticipation as he towered over her. "I can smell it on you, you're ready to explode." with that he'd pull her closer with his tail. "I can help, if you follow me." He'd lead her somewhere alone and then take care of her.

¥ Frog wants to mate badly will do anything to relieve that.

Send me a ¥ and a command and my muse has to obey.

Something in the hero had shifted as a heat crept up in her as she could feel her body becoming more sensitive and her power elevating to help her achieve one thing...she needed to mate with someone her powers giving her what she needs to get this done no matter the sex of the other.

"Let's take care of you." He'd rub her chest through her hero suit, and touch and play with her curves, hands gliding down her hips, perfect for making tadpoles. He'd search for a way to remove her clothing with his hands. Using his tail he'd bring her closer, sticking his cock between her thighs.

Rubbing between her thighs with his dick, he'd rib so tantalizingly against her pussy, wanting to see how'd she react, did she want to wait or would she instantly take him? He'd slowly but firmly massage her chest trying to get her to make noise.

She would follow him as the hero stayed quiet with her talking to this secluded area with this stranger as the heat in the pit of her body would stop raging on. She was ready to do whatever it took to get this feeling out of her...it just made her so sensitive to everything.