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The Sword and Coils (TommyGun and NadiatheTinkerer)

She licked what seeped out of her lips quickly, but was not done sucking. She preferred oral sex, so if he wanted pussy her mouth would need satisfying first. The lamia wrapped herself tighter around him, gulping down his seed as she finally let him feel her whole throat, sucking from the top all the way down. She purred as she used his haze to push him even more, sucking hard and fast, with her tongue coiling his cock much as she did most his body.
 
Sieghart bit his lips and groaned as she sucked down his cum, hardening again almost as soon as she deepthroated him. The tight grip of her smooth, warm, oiled scales was mind melting. It was like his body was being squeezed for every drop of pleasure, just as his cock was being squeezed for every ounce of cum. He moaned desperately, body going stiff as he was forced to cum again, over and over.

He was locked in a loop, every rub, every stroke, every minute sensation pushing him past edges he thought he'd already gone over. His eyes rolled back as he kept cumming, pouring semen down her throat as she drank him like a bottle of champagne. Eventually he lost track of how much he came, how many times he filled her mouth with his cum. After about half an hour, or had it been longer, he was barely even conscious. He just moaned, thrusting and cumming as he lay wrapped in her wonderful coils.
 
So this was why the villagers were so afraid? The woman eagerly serviced him, sucking and swallowing each drop out of him. Eventually she pulled off his cock, gulping his seed down and wiping her lips with a small rag she held near her bed. "Well that's all you have it seems." She yawned, cuddling as she coiled him up in a tangle of her body, preparing for rest. "Mmmm...I suppose I won't have to be letting you go. You seem too tired to leave..." she snuggled up for a rest, letting the poor man recover from her cruel mouth.
 
As the pleasure stopped and Sieghart was allowed to rest, he fell into something between sleep and a dazed stupor rather quickly. Only half cognizant of what was happening, he wrapped his arms around the lamia's upper body and snuggled closer to her, burying himself in her warmth. With the last of his hazy consciousness, he began to kiss her gently, tenderly, like he'd kiss a lover. Then he nuzzled her cheek, and drifted off to sleep.
 
(What now? I was going to have her take his good and dump him off in town, and show why the men don't like her)
 
(Hmm... I was kind of hoping we might find a way to make this RP a bit longer. If you'd be interested in that.)


(Maybe after she dumps him back at town, he comes back to the cave?)
 
(Sure, he knows where she lives and can always go get caught again ha ha ha, or we can just have them wake up together
 
(Hmm... both have possibilities. Whichever you'd prefer. So if we were to make this longer, maybe throw in a little plot, anything you'd like to do?)
 
(Oh, you know what I just realized. There was no hypnosis. Maybe we could do a scene where either after he comes back or after they wake up she decides to hypnotize him/drug him with her addictive Venom and keep him as a semen source/lover/pet? And that's where we'd end it.)
 
(We could do that, I totally forgot to do that, I am sorry! Let's resume tomorrow, I need to sleep now.)
 
Aphoris woke first, the lamia purring as she moved off the man, yawning as she headed for a warm hot spring inside the cavern. She enjoyed a warm bath, and figured he would join her when he woke. She was enjoying him so far...she may as well keep him. She giggled to herself as she slipped into the alwarm pool, putting happily as she let the water cleanse her body.
 
Sieghart awoke not long after, looking around in a dazed. He could barely remember what happened the night before, but he recalled enough. After a quick look around, he became aware of the sound of splashing water from a nearby cavern. Slowly, he approached the noise, until he came into sight of the lamia, and the pool.

For a moment he stood there awkwardly, naked, his face flushed as he stared at the lamia's breasts. After a while he decided to sterling his nerves, and he slipped into the pool. He continued to stare at her, wondering what he should say.

"So... I don't think I caught your name... mine is Sieghart."
 
The lamia smiled as she pet the hot water wash over her upper body, smiling a shed slused soap on her hair. "Oh, a pleaisre dear. I am Aphoris." She said, smiling as she enjoyed the feel of soap in her hair. "I love this hot spring, but it is a chore to take care of." She explained. "But if those humans would not bother me, I would open a spa or something."
 
Sieghart raised an eyebrow at that statement. "Would this spa be only open for non-humans, or would anyone be welcome?" Perhaps to was a bit odd of him to be so civil after the night before, but a part of him felt obligated to treat Aphorism like a lady. When she wasn't so pushy, she certainly acted ladylike enough. While he awaited her answer, he began to wash his hair in the warm water of the pool.
 
"Only nice humans. I don't need any trouble." She said, yawning. "Though, I suppose that is impossble, with how mean humans are." Aphoris finished cleaning her hair, then relaxed into the warm water. "You were not planning to leave, were you? I was hoping that you would stay." She said.
 
A blush spreading across his cheeks as Sieghart heard Aphoris. Stay? Here? With Her? Initially he found the idea ludicrous, but the he thought back to the night before. He'd never really had a night like that, with anyone. Sure there were women he'd paid, but he'd never really met a woman who'd actually been interested in anything but his money. It was a tempting offer.

At the same time though, he was a knight, and people might come looking for him if he didn't return. Besides, he had a duty to the realm. A part of him was afraid he couldn't decide.

"Well... I mean... I don't know..." It was plain to any outside observer that what Sieghart really wanted to say was yes, but he was hesitating.
 
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