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Porting behind Helena as the net did indeed fly, what she did after was up to her as helena just chuckled and disconnected the net and turned, offering her the gun. Trigger, Reel, Release. she said simply. Grinning. Clever. she admitted, simply standing there and letting Christine figure out where the trap was.
 
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Discarding the netgun, Christine grabs Helena, pushing her onto the bed as she kisses her deeply. The temperature in the room drops several degrees as she presses Helena's arms together above her head and concentrates, drawing moisture out of the air as ice begins forming around the demon's hands and wrists.
 
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Helena eeps and laughs as she's shoved onto the bed, Christine immediately mounting her and kissing her, Helena moaning sweetly into her lips and submitting immediately, letting the kitsune do whatever the fuck she pleased and true to her nature, entirely immune to the drop in temperature as Christine froze her hands and wrists to the frame, the ice taking a few moments to thicken enough to stop Helena from freeing herself too easily while they made out.

Helena's hips were squirming gently and her tongue was running circles around Christine's, toying with her, tasting and playing, the woman tailor made for exquisite sexual enterprise and at Christine's disposal.

God Damnit yes Finally. I'm on top next time. she groaned out, squirming a little more.
 
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Letting out a soft moan as Helena's body eagerly responds to force, Christine continues holding Helena's arms until she judges the ice thick enough, then slides her hands down, exploring the beautiful body with them while continuing to kiss Helena, her nose filled with the scent of the succubus. Groping heavily, in the end she all but rips the clothes off of both of them, kissing and tasting and smelling that entire pale, perfect body, her tongue tracing lines all over Helena as her fingertips grow cold again, tracing different lines in contrast with the warmth of her mouth.
 
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Helena can't help but shudder as she tests the ice and Christine finally indulges in her, hands drawing hot lines down her curves before savaging all the clothing available to render her bare to her touch. Moaning into the air as the kiss broke and Christine started to work her way down, the kitsune found that it was easy to make Helena twist and writhe, shying away from the cold which she could feel but could never hurt her, and pressing into the warmth, wanting more, her cunt slick and burning with need as she writhed, letting Christine play.

Her scent was sweet on the air and her skin rolled under Christine's tongue, only making the kitsune more eager herself as she teased and tasted, Helena's legs unconsciously parting further to bare herself while her nipples peaked proudly atop her breasts, creamy pale skin shivering and rolling underneath her as her voice continued to softly rise into the air with sweet pleasured sounds.
 
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Christine almost laughs with delight as her torment combined with pleasure turns Helena into putty in her hands. Stealthily lifting her hands, she continues to ignore her own growing need as she suddenly assaults Helena's breasts, raising her head to stare Helena's face as her cold fingers dig into the soft flesh before wrapping around her nipples, tweaking and squeezing them playfully. As Helena's reaction becomes evident, she changes tactics, kissing her breasts and wrapping her lips first around one peak, then the other, all the while her tongue draws odd symbols on them, marked only with pleasure.
 
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Been..way... o yesss! Mmmm! Too long since I was played with... Helena panted, pushing her chest into Christine's hands, moaning exquisitely as she was groped and her nipples twisted, before groaning as Christine used her warm wet tongue and mouth to pleasure her chest. Tugging at her wrists if only just to let Christine see her struggle, Helena raised her knees, spreading her legs fully as she writhed, thighs sliding along Christine's, one heel rising to slide over her ass and lower back as she started to roll her hips. Christine had literally found the perfect toy. Shame she didn't have more, though she remembered Helena seemed to store and retrieve things seemingly from fucking nowhere.
 
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Christine had been wrong. She didn't have a succubus to play with, she had a fucktoy. Taking Helena's panties, she stuffs them into her mouth to keep her quiet as she continues molesting her chest, trying to figure out whether there was milk there somewhere while she slides her left hand between Helena's legs to see how she'd react to cold there.
 
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Helena was stalwartly NOT lactating, and her reaction to cold on her nethers was annoyingly another pleasured groan as Helena's body refused to react to the cold the same way another persons would. She'd be unable to numb her nethers. Still, the sound was muffled as Helena protested weakly through her panties, and then pushed them out of her mouth and stuck her tongue out at Christine as if daring her to try harder.
 
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Rather annoyed by Helena's total disregard to her finely tuned gagging operation, Christine instead muffles her by pressing her sensitive breasts on Helena's face. Holding Helena's head with one hand, she starts conjuring more ice with the other, a long icicle slowly growing thicker.
 
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Helena eeps into her chest, giggling slightly and squirming a little more before Christine felt her agile and hot tongue tug her nipple into her mouth, Helena suckling and lapping at her peak furiously while Christine worked on growing a fucksicle.

It's what anyone would assume... Fuck you.

Christine could not deny the surge of pleasure pulsing through her chest as her nipple was tugged gently and that hot muscle slid around slowly, soft lips pressing and pulling gently in time while Helena moaned into her chest.
 
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If her own touch was icy, Helena's mouth was anything but. Letting out a pleased sight, Christine runs her fingers through Helena's hair while her other hand starts working with the icicle. The smooth, wet and above all cold ice touches Helena's skin, starting to draw circles on it, slowly approaching her netherparts until it reaches them and slides back and forth across her clitoris.
 
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Helena continues to squirm underneath Christine, the kitsune playing with the ice while the demon underneath gasped and pushed her hips away from the icesicle before it hit her clit and she shuddered underneath Christine, moaning softly.

Continuing to ravage Christine's breasts, Christine would find Helena had a second tongue in short order to tease her with, both slick, hot muscles lashing around her nipple swiftly and with practiced ease while her lips suckled against her breast.

*Hmm* Helena said into her mind, seeming to be thinking about something.
 
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Christine's eyes widen in surprise as the second tongue joins the first in giving her nipple quite the lashing. Suddenly it was very hard to keep her breathing steady. Continuing to move the icicle back and forth, she pulls her breasts away from Helena and turns around, offering Helena an excellent view of her bottom. Sliding her knees around Helena's head, she lowers her own head to kiss Helena's petals, all the while slowly moving the icicle back and forth.
 
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Changing position thanks to thinking about how good those tongues would feel somewhere else, Christine straddled Helena's head giving her a good view before getting the demon to moan hungrily as she felt Christine's lips on her folds.

Christine felt the same, first one sliding between her petals slowly and firmly, then the other grinding hard along her clit. Helena had no issues whatsoever in simply sliding one tongue deep into Christine, deeper then anyone else could have managed, the thick, twisting muscle rolling along her inner walls while her lips pressed and that second tongue stayed firmly focused on her clit while Christine would find Helena wet and ready herself, her own tongue finding the demon Sweet to taste while her legs squirmed and tensed under the icicle.
 
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Shivering as a fresh stream of pleasure runs up her spine, Christine starts slowly running her tongue up and down alongside the icicle, but in opposite direction. Making a note of how the cold didn't seem to bother the succubus in the slightest, she steadily starts moving the icicle faster while happily lapping up the demonic juices as the pleasure inside keeps building up until a dam breaks and she almost collapses as the orgasm rushes through her.
 
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Helena continues to clench around the icicle, giving Christine a good taste of her until the Kitsune Pops, and then the tables turned quickly. With Christine almost leveled by the force of the orgasm, she found her fucktoy was quick to play the reversal. Suddenly the Demon wasn't under her anymore, instead she was grabbing her from behind, one hand firm on the back of Christine's neck, the other already between her thighs, two fingers sliding into her folds and stroking her gspot firmly.

After you've cum again, I'm gonna strap you down and let those two men have another long go at you... Try and hold out. It wont matter, but I enjoy the struggle. Helena whispered into her ear as she pinned her, just working her steadily with her fingers for now.
 
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Christine yelps as Helena suddenly shifts positions, her face gently but firmly pushed against the mattress while Helena started to play with her folds. "I... don't think I'd like that." she replies, the words coming out less firm than she could've wished as she was still slightly out of breath. Christine then shifts, her two tails slamming right to Helena's face.
 
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A tentacle wraps around her tails, before another pushes past Helena's fingers and slides straight into her folds, pushing deep, giving Christine something to clench on and enjoy while Helena thought about it. Well... Maybe not Dillian. Chinta though? Mmm he'd love a taste of this. Helena purred as Christine's tails were pulled out of the way and Helena thrust into her slowly, deliberately.

Helena was pulling the bedsheet out of the way and coiling it into a thick soft rope with her free hand now as she held Christine down. Just Chinta. But I'll have my price for your lesson. she purred, releasing Christine's neck so she could pull the center of the sheet between her lips before knotting it off tightly behind her head, pulling both free ends under her arms and across her back, forcing her arms to raise slightly behind her before looping them around her forearms and pulling back up towards the makeshift gag, folding her arms neatly as she tied it off, which kept the gag tight between her lips and her head pulled back slightly, the pressure more then enough to keep her arms in a boxtie.
 
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Christine yelps again at the sudden intrusion, wriggling as she tenses around the tentacle, her breath now coming in ragged gulps as she continues to struggle more for the principle of the thing rather than out of genuine desire to be free...
 
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