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In her defense, licking the spider had been a tactical decision that had seemed logical at that particular moment. She very much had not expected her rather embarrassing and unfortunate reaction to the succubae spittle inside the tampered meat but honestly, who would have expected that in the first place? Who in their right mind would poison a spider with succubae spittle just to seduce a displacer beast over to their side? Apparently, an Orthon who it could be argued didn’t have a right mind in the first place considering it had made a deal with a literal devil. The second lick had been as tactical as the first. Yes, the weird reaction should have been a rather glaringly obvious clue but considering the peril of their situation, she had needed to be as thorough as possible. Lives were on the line and if it meant she had to lick a damn dead spider, she was going to lick a godsdamned dead spider.
Gale’s rather annoying but semi-understandable outburst of “stop licking the damn thing!” hadn’t been fully out of place. It was the slightly immature side of her that had briefly considered licking it a third time just to fuck with him but even her brattier side had its limits, as did her constitution, and being poisoned was never fun.
From her place on her knees in front of said man as he panted, chest heaving and one hand fisting in her hair, the tone had drastically changed though the words were fundamentally the same.
“S-stop licking the damn thing.”
She rolled her eyes but hummed, smothering her little giggle by swiping little licks to the swollen head of his cock. Really he had brought this on himself. He knew her nature and had provoked her.
“I’m ascertaining what this strange new taste is. I’m doing due diligence. Isn’t that what you taught me to do?” She asked, sweetly even as her hand did decidedly not so innocent things to the shaft of his cock and her eyes twinkled dangerously.
“Tav.” He groaned, his single free hand tightening ever so slightly as his other hand writhed against her Mage hand, trying to join its match in her hair.
“Aren’t you always saying that we should indulge our curiosity?”
“I, that is…ugh.” His words cut off on a groan as she chuckled and took pity on him, taking the head of his cock into her mouth and sucking lightly. The hand in her hair spasmed and she reached up to gently caress it with one on of hers before pulling it away from her head. She pulled off him with an obscene pop and with a slight nudge of her mind, her Mage hand pulled him gently backward to lay down on the stone bench as another appeared to cage his free hand over his head.
“Tav.” He moaned, pulling against the Mage Hands and she tsked at him, waving her finger before pressing said finger against his lips. His tongue darted out nervously and swept over her finger, tasting the salt of her skin.
“It’s my turn to play with you.” She said, trailing a hand down his chest and lightly pulling at the soft hair on his chest. She caressed the outline of the orb that lived within him for the time being. It was glowing brightly at the moment, contained but obviously worked up as much as its host was. She pressed light kisses around it which earned another groan from the man then moved back away from him. That earned a whimper and she smiled, making a soft shushing sound to calm him. She reached up to the pins that held her robe up, noting that his gaze was riveted on her hands. She slowed her actions, unhooking the fastening slowly one by one, loving the fire that was erupting in the wizard’s eyes. Soon though, the soft fabric flitted down to the ground leaving her bare and exposed to him.
“My love, the beauty of the heavens could not compare to the vision in front of me.” His breathing was ragged, chest heaving and thick cock throbbing. He was the vision, a man ready to be worshiped as he should.
She rolled her eyes at his beautiful words but a small flush spread over her cheeks and she moved forward once more. She trailed her hands up his powerful legs, spreading them to make room for her on the stone. She gracefully climbed up, sliding soft skin over his, making him shudder before straddling before settling over his lap. His cock jumped, feeling the heat of her pressed so close but she moved away with a smile at his answering groan.
“Please my love. Let me in.” He begged, burying his face in her neck and she shuddered slightly herself at the feel of his beard tickling her neck.
She rocked her hips, sliding her core against the hard heat of him, letting. Both let out a shaky breath as she continued to rock, teasing them with bliss. Suddenly, his hips rocked up and the movement ground his cock against her clit. It was such a sudden rush of pleasure that her concentration momentarily broke enough that one of her Mage Hands dissolved and his hand settled on one of her hips and his own Mage Hand settled on the other. His fingers tightened their grip as he moved her body up and notched himself against her entrance. She looked at him with wide eyes and saw the smirk on his face before her body was pulled down and she was suddenly full of him.
“F-f-fuck.” She moaned, arcing her back in pleasure before falling and laying against him panting. As she adjusted to him, she wound her arms around his neck, burying her hands in his hair.
“I did tell you to stop licking the damn thing. You didn’t listen.” He breathed into her ear, giving the shell a quick lick before the hands at her hips began to lift them up and down on his cock. She huffed out a small laugh that turned into a moan as pleasure spread like fire through her body.
She was going to have to lick spiders more often.