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Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Roy gave a start when Grave suddenly started applying his fingers to her petals. "Idiot! Are you...!?" Roy stuttered out, seeming to be about to utter criticism, but the actions made on Atea's genitals a while ago had him trained somewhat, his movements making as if he was touching her pussy, which caused Roy to suddenly become more willing and lenient. Though Roy said nothing, and was still tense, they simply moved their hand to Grave's wrist, gripping it in such a way as if to remove it, before Grave immediately felt his hand pushed down by Roy, pressing against her pussy harder. Roy seemed at a loss for words at the moment, making awkward movements, mostly consisting of backing herself up into him as if to brace against him with the founding of his hand on her crotch. After a moment, Roy looked back, face blood red, and lips twisted a bit. "This is why... You're so..." Roy growled. "Because you don't listen!" she declared, before Roy's mental defense seemed to break as Grave's third eye was witness to the succubus curse crashing through Roy like a tsunami, causing Roy's demeanor to switch, and a downpour of lady fluids to coat his fingers.

Roy, body possessed by the curse's lust, leaned back fully against Grave, taking his other hand and putting it to her breast as it filled his hand and the plush and soft flesh spilled somewhat between his fingers as well, while her face turned back to look at his, no longer grimacing, but with lips wide open, and tongue sticking out just a little, mouth reaching for his. Roy's mind seeming to completely become a woman's as she sought a corruption filled kiss. Roy's very breath delivering a sweet, corruptive fragrance that filled Grave with lust, causing his length to grow to full length, not that it likely needed the help. And the offered kiss just seemed to want to invite him to join Roy's madness.
 
Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Grave couldn't help but feel a tad confused by Roy's behaviour even as his arousal spiked from being so close to a mamono in heat. Was he not supposed to touch her like that? He could understand her not wanting to get riled up, but that was a moot point since him sticking it in would likely have the same damn result. Whether they liked it or not, it was unavoidable. Even without completely giving in she had trouble holding back, and not just when running low on juice. Then again, this could be something else and he was simply not seeing it. Dealing with other people was hard.

Still, that was something to consider in a bit. Grave leaned in to kiss Roy, hand playing with her breast and nipple as the other one spread her pussy. His cock brushed against it as he lined himself up, shifting a bit to get a better posture before pushing in. He took his time to get used to her, not wanting to repeat his earlier mistake. Once he was ready, he began to thrust back and forth, working up to a steady but lively pace as his hands roamed, looking for sensitive places on Roy's body.
 
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Grave slipped in easily, despite the tight squeeze he soon received. Roy let out a shrill cry out, seemingly overwhelmed by all that was happening. Roy pressed back, causing Grave to feel nothing but invitation to move his hips while Roy sank into his grip, eyes staring... and glowing. Grave felt threads snap to his lower appendage and make him feel a burst of pleasure as she began to hungrily drain him, with plenty of reserves in store to feed her as she caused him immense pleasure to drain him greatly. Roy actually seemed to return the kiss, lips embracing his own as it seemed that the succubus curse had won inside her mind, taking over and making Roy spectator to the show as her transformed body was used to pleasure Grave for his energy. Roy's tongue moved in a perverted way, licking up saliva as it ran down while grinding back and forth on his thrusting cock, moaning into his lips as she took his length.

As Roy gained more of Grave's power and the succubus curse was feeding on it, Grave felt himself being tortured inside of Roy's moist passage. The tightness and the friction quickly working to wring out a load, but as he felt his loins give, and the climax build, Roy seemed to struggle a bit, and the glow faded. Roy moaned against his lips, and the encouraging actions seemed to cease. Instead, Roy made to pull away... With the least amount of effort imaginable, stumbling over her own feet and taking a moment to grit her teeth, holding Grave by his waist from behind her as he drilled into her. "S-shit... Grave... stop..." Roy moaned out, looking back with lightly glowing eyes. "Don't... Cum... Inside...~!" Roy cried out, her tone and facial expression shifting as the last two words sounded like a request opposite it's literal meaning, as Roy grunted, pulling forth while also seemingly pulling him, causing Grave to fall forward with Roy, the both of them landing on the ground as Roy went face down ass up, body trembling, unmoving, and despite the distraction of the fall, he felt seconds away from blowing his load, and Roy's pussy gripped him tight. A battle of threads seemed to go on, but it was like watching a kitten try to swim in the middle of a tsunami. The succubus curse was completely overwhelming Roy.

Then... Roy's consciousness seemed to drown in that abyss. Even if Cynder tried to pull away... Roy's hands went back, gripping him by his ass and pressing him against her own. "I can't resist it anymore... Explode inside of me!" she said, threads binding around Grave himself, trying to restrain all but his waist into losing control and releasing his seed and a large load of energy into Roy's pussy.
 
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Cynder let out a groan as he thrust inside of Roy, watching her kiss him back. Those glowing eyes... They reminded him of the time Ziah went into a frenzy, feeding on him. Given how eagerly she kissed him, how she rode his cock while her magic literally latched onto him to drain his energy, this was likely the same. The curse was driving Roy to fuck him to sustain herself. Grave couldn't help but wonder if things would look the same when he finally used his female body. Pushing that thought down, the half-blood focused on plowing the blonde mamono, the tightness of her pussy and the monster magic amplifying his pleasure urging him to push on and play with her body.

Just as Grave found himself nearing his limit, something changed within Roy. The glow in her eyes dimmed and she seemed to grow hesitant, pushing herself away. Or... Trying to, for lack of a better word, even if it could hardly be called trying. It made him pause for a moment, though, as he tried to process the spectacle. Was this supposed to be genuine resistance or no? It was incredibly weak, too weak to do anything. Except make the two of them stumble and fall, Cynder finding himself on top of Roy who landed in a very vulnerable position, the half-blood supporting himself with his arms over the face-down woman. Who seemed to be losing herself in lust again.

As Roy went back to urging him to fuck her, putting even more effort into it than before, Grave decided to make it count for all he was worth. His hands reached down to grasp her body even as he continued to plow her, pushing down from his position on top of her. Leaning forward, he kissed the back of Roy's neck as he groped and fondled her, using the skills he picked up to try and drive her into a climax first if he could help it. Still, with ho close to release he was, Cynder couldn't hold himself back for much longer, even as he tried to keep going for as long as he could. After mere moments he finally drove his dick all the way in, holding it there as he let loose a stream of hot cum inside of Roy's waiting pussy.
 
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Roy let out a silent cry as Grave not only exploded with cum, but with his energy, blasting Roy full of the sustenence she needed to survive, making Roy tremble with emotion and pleasure, not just her eyes but her skin as well, looking more healthy and full. And as the throws of fatigue hit him, Roy got him off of herself, before she turned around and got Grave into a headlock. "You are... Such a retard!" she said, head more clear evidently. "I told you not to do that, and then you explode me!" she leaned up to catch one of his earlobes in her teeth. "Should I rip this ear off if you don't use it!? You fucking..." she sighed, letting Grave go. "Pervert..." she sighed.
 
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"Gah!" Grave yelped as he was pulled into the headlock, flailing ineffectually as he tried to fight off the fatigue that suddenly seeped into his body. "Hey, Roy! Wait!" He called out as the girl threatened him, genuinely worried she might make good on her threat. Only to let out a quiet sigh of relief once she released him, meaning he avoided mauling... This time. Not that it quite solved his problem, as now he had to deal with yet another person displeased with him. Which seemed to have become a trend, really.

"Um... Roy." Cynder began, trying to salvage this mess at least a little. "I'm sorry for that, I admit I may be a pervert, though..." He cleared his throat. "I... Don't think this wouldn't have ended this way no matter what happened. Going by my experiences with the curse from both sides, it's not something people can control. No matter how powerful they may be. And given that you were already going as far as to use magic to try and hold me in, trying to resist that would probably make it much worse. It might have been better to let it end quickly so you could regain control."
 
Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Roy sighed. "Considering your favorites back there, I'm not too surprised. Just forget about it. I was trying to hold onto some hope that my condition could be cured, but there's no going back now, I feel. I guess I have to get used to being a woman." she said, before heading back to the camp.

There, everyone had settled in, mind Club and Envy, both of which seemed keen on sharing spots with his bag. Favorites indeed. They both looked at him without saying a word. Until Club said a word. "Gwave!" was the word she said. "Leeeets cuddle!" she cheered, bouncing where she sat, drawing a glance from Envy. Not a happy glance.
 
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"Well, I can understand that." Grave sighed, getting dressed again. "I'm still worried about going into a frenzy again next time I use the other body." He admitted, following Roy. Though he did not pursue the subject further unless the woman wanted to. At least everything seemed peaceful at the camp, no fighting for space or anything... Even if it did involve a certain pair of troublemakers already camping around his sleeping bag.

"Favorites, huh." The half-blood muttered dryly to himself with a hint of exasperation and amusement before shrugging and walking over. Settling down between Ziah and Club and wrapping his arms around both. "Alright. But this time, you're both staying close to me. I don't want to wake up to seeing the two of you fighting again, so I'd rather keep you both within reach."
 
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The two spoke immediately in response. Both claiming, 'as long as the other doesn't do-' at the same time, Club and Envy accusing each other of being the root cause of their fighting, before they stopped and stared at each other. Club just flopped into the bed. Her strength pulling both him and Envy down with her. "Whatevs, bed time! Sleep time! Nih nih!" she gestured, while Envy let out a cry at the pull before releasing a tired huff. "Why do I put up with this..." Envy sighed, sinking into her covers and closing her eyes.
 
Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Grave sighed quietly as he watched the two girls simultaneously blame each other, with the same words no less. They really were very much alike in some respects. Not that he was going to voice such a thought. He valued his internal organs, after all. Letting herself be pulled down, he simply made himself comfortable in the makeshift bedding, staying close with both girls, before relaxing and letting himself drift off. Briefly, he idly wondered if sleeping in one body with somehow affect the other one before shrugging it off.
 
Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Then, his eyes closed... Consciousness left him... The world became dark. Gone.

Then, a groggy sensation came over Grave, senses returning, and consciousness with it. It was still nighttime, indicating he didn't get much sleep. Somehow he slept yet still, since he was no longer where he was before. That mystery was quickly solved however, when he'd realize that he was now a she. In the wagon off to the side of the camp, his other body had taken his consciousness, and now she was back in the equivalent of a body that would be Envy if she were bigger, and thicker. Her breasts weighed heavy on her chest, but the power that backed this body allowed her to carry the weight. There was an added problem to all of this, as well.

When Grave awoke, she felt a hunger in her stomach. Her loins burned, heart beating a little faster, face became hot. Her chest thumped with a hard drum. Her vision blurred for a moment. The moon looking into the wagon, so full and bright, shined in her eyes. Grave was compelled to move, compelled to get up. A sense of panic and urgency set in, as if the situation were somehow dire. She needed something, and her instincts told her to hunt. She felt threads move on their own, ignoring the sleeping body in the camp. The forest was utterly scoured, until something was found. A scent. It was like she suddenly smelled food, and she was starving. It was all her mind was allowed to think about. Whatever step Grave decided to take, it was in that direction. The succubus curse surged through her, and demonic wings cut a clean slice in the back of her top wear, black as the night itself with sharp talons on the end of the flared layers of firm leathery flesh. They moved on their own, carrying her up, into the sky, though it was difficult to tell if it was her or the curse moving her now. Instinct, was the best way to put it.

Shock, snapped Grave back into sensible control. Where there was a blur, there became focus. Grave was flapping in the night sky when she saw it. Two humans in the woods, going on a little journey from the nearby town, exploring the dangerous woods on their quest of romance. The girl looked like a slight beauty, with long brown braided hair down the back. But the source of the scent wasn't here. It was the rather handsome boy she found. To her third eye, he was like a shimmering splendor. An appealing light that beckoned, and with a smell that both smelled filthy and yet wonderful at the same time, encouraging deep, wretched desires. Grave's mouth filled with saliva, and her loins were moist. In that moment of clarity, Grave found herself as a demon in the sky, staring down at something rather delicious.

And that girl looked like she'd hardly put up a fight. In the way.

'Rape'

'Attack'

'Rapture'

'Hungry'

'Feed'

'Empty'

'Devour'​
 
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Grave groaned, blinking upon noticing it was still dark. How the Hell? Waking up right after falling asleep? Rising up, the half-blood quickly realized what happened: the pair of large tits on her chest were all the confirmation she needed. A body-switch. Yet that was not the most pressing concern. No, what occupied Cynder's mind most was the horrible sensation of hunger and raw need. Only during his worst days on the road, when food was running scarce and possibility of starvation loomed on the horizon, had she experienced something this horrible. This was something else, though, something that made her body heat up and ache and ACT.

Everything afterwards happened pretty much on it's own. Her soul reached out, seeking something her mind recognized only subconsciously, and found it. Black wings spread from her back and she shot up, rising high into the air. A part of her reveled in the sensation, the freedom of flight. The ability, the power to move through the air uninhibited, no longer bound to the ground. Much of this was a blur, body running on autopilot as Grave found herself seeking out the source of what was drawing her. That sweet, tantalizing aroma, coming from... There!

Her senses suddenly sharpened, clarity returning in a flash as Cynder found herself staring down at the ground from up high. A pair of young lovers? They were the source? No. Narrowing her eyes and letting her supernatural sight guide her, she pinpointed which one of them it was. The young man, looking so... Juicy. Succulent. So delightfully tasty, making her mouth water. Her urges suddenly became clear as crystal. She wanted to take him. Brush off the girl, just grab ahold of him... She could feel her pussy quiver and grow wet in anticipation as her imagination ran with this, pictures of herself stripping naked, legs spread and wrapped around him, breasts bouncing with each movement of her hips...

NO! The rational part of her brought the train of thought to a crashing halt before she could do anything. No matter how hungry she was, she would NOT stoop that low! She was not a goddamn demon like those blasted succubi or doppelgangers! She... She needed to get away. Grave scrambled, trying to figure out a solution. She had to feed, but not like this! An alternative, she needed an alternative. She couldn't simply lose control completely like last time... The monstergirl paused, realization crossing her features as a certain memory resurfaced. Yes, she had a solution to her dilemma.

Grave turned, her consciousness now focused on turning her desires towards a different target. Talon. He should have been in the camp, or around it at least. He was with them partially of his own will, to attempt to sway the half-blood. But at the same time, they mostly brought him along to help support Cynder's need for energy. And she had already tasted his cock before... Yes, he'd do. While the rational part shuddered at the thought of... Doing this and suffering the same kind of humiliation as Roy, she had to accept the inevitable. She needed to return, to get to him, preferably while she could still think about something else besides riding his dick. This would be awkward enough without a complete loss of control.
 
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Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Grave would return, but despite her need, Talon was hard to detect with her threads. Her succubus threads mind. Though once returning to camp and looking at all those around, she'd notice Talon in his bag. But he was almost invisible to her senses. His manly scent completely hidden unless you were to check his direct location. And when she did, she found the cause. A golden cross was on his chest, a necklace that seemed to be casting stealthy threads that repelled her succubus threads. The charm did it's duty, to an extent, by making a demon completely overlook him, until she simply remembered he was there. Talon was defenseless and asleep. Her threads moved on their own, attacking his mind. Talon started to squirm in his bedroll, no doubt having lust inspired dreams.

Grave could taste her mouth fill with something sweet. Her own secretions. Though of her own body, and thusly she was resistant to the poison that was filling her mouth. Her mouth felt drawn to his. The need to eject this poison was like an itch. As if a voice commanded, 'fill his mouth' to her with great purpose. Make him ingest the poison. It had a gaseous quality to it from it's omissions. It was like a potent aphrodisiac. So much so that one kiss would no doubt cause Talon to be completely helpless to her will. Though, one could only go so long asleep before noticing that the wind was no longer blowing, and the aura of a rather powerful soul sucker was nearby.

Slowly, his eyes opened at first... Then, seeing her dimly lit figure in the cresent moonlight, her most notable and visible features being her bust and glowing red eyes... Talon's eyes opened wide. He already had a blade at the ready, eyes filled with fear. The blade flashed from the moonlight... And sank right into her thigh.

No blood.

No pain.

Her leg felt fine.

Talon withdrew his knife, and looked at the wound. It leaked a thick glowing purple fluid, like a sickeningly thick kind of blood. Grave's corrupted soul leaked from the wound, until she'd notice her own threads working at rebinding her attractive form. In a matter of seconds, the wound would be gone to keep her soul from leaking out. Normally she would have suffered a stab straight into bone marrow... But in this form, Grave was not a mortal.

Without doing anything, Grave inspired an aura of fear and helplessness into Talon. His blade did nothing. He could do nothing. Only one reality existed. The one where he was food. His mouth moved, but the words were forgotten so quickly that she might as well have been deaf. Not only was she in need of energy, now she even lost some. Talon was a source of repayment tenfold.
 
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As she landed and scanned the camp with her eyes, worried by the fact she couldn't detect Talon magically, Grave was somewhat suprised to find him sleeping soundly. Curious, she couldn't help herself - she had to know what caused this. Finding the source of the effect that hid him wasn't hard, though. The cross-shaped charm must have been created by some kind of priest, or maybe an angel. Cynder found herself impressed as she examined it. Rather than aggressively repel demons and thus gain their attention, it quietly and subtly diverted it. If she hadn't known about him beforehand, he'd have escaped her notice completely.

Still, even as she marveled over the protective trinket, the half-blood's body and magic were once again acting on their own. She could feel her soul reach out to him and influence his dreams, something she dimly recalled to be a power she had read about in folk legends about demons back home. Then there was the sweet taste in her mouth, and the urge to share it. An aphrodisiac? Grave faltered a bit. On one hand, her burning need demanded she act and just take the man before she completely lost it. Fill the void with his energy and her pussy with his cock. On the other hand, some part of her was still reluctant to go through with this, having second thoughts right before crossing the line.

Cynder fought with herself, hesitation and mortification over what she was about to do warring with desire and physical need. Only after a moment did she finally realize that Talon was no longer asleep, having woken up as she leaned over him. Staring into his horrified expression, she belatedly realized how she had to look to him. Eyes widened as he went for the knife, and before she could shout at him to stop he stabbed her in the leg. The girl winced... Only to blink. Where was the pain? Why didn't she feel any pain? Hell, looking down, she couldn't see any blood either! Only... Her soul leaking out. That was her soul literally leaking out.

"Ew." Grave's first reaction to the sight was quite understandable, if most likely entirely inappropriate. Still, as her body restored itself, there seemed to be no need for alarm. "Did you just really..." She began to turn her head to look at Talon again, her tone a little exasperated, before her vision swam. She lost energy. She had already been low, and now she lost even more. The need to feed returned, stronger than before, and it was hard to even pay attention to anything not involving that. The half-blood growled, trying to maintain some form of control, before finally giving in.

"Ah fuck it." She reached forward, grasping Talon's head as she pressed her body up against him, lying on top of him face to face. "Sorry about this." This was her last coherent thought before she forcibly kissed him, both to shut him up and to get that poison to work. Cynder really would have preferred to do this in a more civil way, but it was way too late for that. She was struggling too much, and he was too panicked. No way to establish the mood. So she threw herself into it, unable to even stop herself from squirming against him, even as the rational part of her was screaming internally at what was going on.
 
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When she asked her question, Talon looked a bit defensive. "D-defend myself? I did..." he said, before she outright threw her care to the wind and gripped him by the head. He tried to fight the arm rather than her lips as he gripped at her wrist, wresting control away only with both arms before her lips quickly snapped to his. Talon looked surprised, but reacted too late to the sensation of her special saliva entering his mouth. Talon quickly threw his head to the side and spat out everything he could from his mouth, as both weight and power allowed Grave to naturally push her arm down, bringing both of Talon's arms above his head as she'd find the kiss again. Talon would turn away repeatedly, trying to fight just by resisting and trying to dodge her lips. But like a snake she'd keep snapping to him.

All it took was for Talon to be almost drowning in his own mouth with her saliva, spitting up the excess, but unable to deny that which coated his mouth. One moment of weakness and a kiss stuck. Talon twitched a bit, but she felt his tongue loosely touch the tip of her own. His eyes grew hazy, and she felt his clothed cock bump her right thigh as it grew. After a bit more kissing, as romantic or not as she'd like, Talon would be completely pacified, poisoned by her saliva.
 
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Grave growled in frustration as she struggled against Talon, trying to land a kiss. His physical strength wasn't an issue, even when not trying too hard and lacking energy she was still able to overpower him just fine. No, the bigger problem was the fact he kept doing his damned best to deny her any opportunity to actually land that kiss she was looking for. Not to mention he spat all the aphrodisiac out. Or at least, almost all of it. Still, Cynder's determination had already reached the level available only to those truly desperate. It was only a matter of time before she finally prevailed.

And prevail she did. All Grave needed was a single slip on Talon's part, and when it finally happened she took advantage of it immediately. As she finally felt her tongue touch his, she knew she had won. The cock that began to poke up against her leg was simply more proof. She eased up on the pressure as the man gave in, disentangling their hands as she savored the sensation for a bit, feeling both mortified by how she was forcing her way and elated by finally getting what she needed. And she truly needed this - the burning desire for energy was not getting any smaller. At the very least she could stop restraining him now.

After she was certain he'd not give her any more trouble, Cynder broke the kiss and pulled back a little, moving lower a bit. Talon's dick was growing hard, sure, but she needed to get him fully up to make sure he'd be ready. Also, she really needed to remove his pants to get to it, first. Her memory kept giving her pictures from the last time, which made her work quicker and quicker as her need grew more pressing. Grave was finding it difficult to contain her anticipation, no matter how much she'd have normally wished to get rid of it. All that stood between her and satisfaction was just a piece of clothing. And she had to keep reminding herself to take it off instead of tearing it away.
 
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Talon let out a gasp as she freed him from the kiss, his eyes were muddy from the poison in his body and mind. "Damned..." he said weakly, cursing Grave with no follow up to the mere first word, as Grave actually found little resistance to her hand's movements. If anything, he helped as his legs twitched almost in offering. Then a light squirm, as if a token of resistance, before she unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants, and freed his length, twice the length her hand could cover. Not too impressive, but not underwhelming. Some color regained in his eyes as she could almost hear his heart racing. "W-wait... Don't just... Swallow it whole!" he protested in a light grunt. She found his hands on her ass, not to help but to resist. Slight trickles entered her body from the occasional moment his prick touched her pussy. His hands on her ass pulled fruitlessly, only merely encouraging her ass away from his length. But he put all his strength into it, doing enough to delay for all but 3 seconds before Grave regained control, to do her will.
 
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Once more things have become a blur for Grave, though she hadn't realized it at first. She ignored Talon's remarks as she pulled off his pants, her attention focused on his cock. His tool was not half bad, she had to admit. So focused was she on it, though, that she found herself startled when he grabbed her ass, making her realize a few things. One, she had no idea when she removed her own pants and panties, leaving her bottom half naked. Two, somehow she was now straddling him, her legs spread around his hips and her wet pussy pressing up against his cock. Oddly enough, she found it hard to care about this, though.

The reason for that, Cynder suspected, were the tantalizing motes of energy she felt entering her body whenever her cunt brushed against Talon's dick, sending shivers down her spine every time it happened. She still hesitated: mortification over what she was doing, guilt from forcing herself on him and fear of what was to happen made her reluctant. But the pain of starvation, mixed with the physical need for release and the extra bits of stimulation were eroding her reluctance. Not to mention that the half-blood was well aware of the consequences of going for much longer without energy and desperate to avoid that trouble.

"I am out of energy." Grave spoke, staring Talon in the eyes. Slowly, she moved her hips again, gasping as she felt her nipples grow hard beneath her shirt. She could feel the monster side of her howl in anticipation. Even the man's grip on her ass seemed to only encourage her now. "I'm starving, and barely able to stop myself from scouring the forest like some ravenous beast. I'm sorry..." Raising her hips above his cock, Cynder reached with one hand to guide the tip between the lips of her pussy, spreading them with two fingers while steadying herself with the other. "But right now... I NEED this." She stated, her heart beating so hard she could feel the pulse in her head as she lowered herself onto the shaft, holding her breath.
 
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Starting with the tip, she felt Talon be swallowed into her vaginal depths. The internal workings of her body, she could feel pulsing around his length, as if through the beating of her false heart, every thump was a squeeze upon his length once it was inside. Such it was that she could remain locked together like that, slowly draining Talon of his life force without moving an inch. Gently yet also ferociously nursing off of him, with a grip that wouldn't let go, and a pace that would last forever. Talon quickly tried to pull it out though, and found the same punishment awaiting him that Grave was all too familiar with being on the receiving end of. The more he pulled out, the tighter it became. To the point that all the pressure kept his tip locked in, and Talon's eyes were bulging out from the intense pressure denying him release. A mighty pull that left Talon completely stunned, and Grave left to sink back down to take Talon's length back inside.

Like this, Grave's understanding of the nature of mamono was complete. Once a man was inside, it was over. The fight was finished. A mamono who takes a man's cock inside of her will only release him when she's finished. There is no hope to escape it. All effort of resistance is hopeless. Drugged and now trapped, Grave saw the face of someone truly helpless. As if she held Talon in her hands like a tiny mouse, and one gentle squeeze would be enough to snuff his life out. Talon squirmed a bit, his hands pushing and shoving, until on instinct to block Grave found her hands grasping his, fingers interlocking as if on purposely romantic. The beginning of their copulation was Talon's struggles. Bumping and grinding, squirming fruitlessly... Until he stopped, only twitching each time that slight sound occurred of her pussy twitching and tightening around his cock. Grave knew the sensation well, it only felt like it was getting tighter every time. As if not only was the agony inescapable, but it got worse as time went on. That torturous pleasure that could rule a man's mind.

Not that the pleasure was only on his side. The feeling of Talon's cock inside of her hit nerves Grave never knew she had in this body. Conjoined with the giddy feeling of Talon's positive overflowing energy rushing through her as if an injection of glee into her veins, Grave was overcome with the inability to frown, face locked in pleasure. As if every little twitch he made to try and escape, every little twist and turn, felt so good that it made her throw her head back on reflex, pressing her ass down upon his waist, keeping his cock buried inside. Eventually, the gentle bounce of her false flesh became all Talon could focus on. Her breasts jiggling slightly from pathetic resistance, and thighs thick and alluring bouncing her flesh with each movement. As if she were made of jelly.

The poison and fatigue set in. Talon's face was one of pathetic surrender, pride broken. A couple small trails of tears going from his eyes from the torture of her pussy and disgrace of his rape at her hands.

The meal had been subjugated. It was time to eat. The fangs of her soul were deep inside of him. Latched onto him. Every shock of pleasure made his spirit ebb and flow as she began to drain him. Once she had begun, it was now impossible to stop.
 
Re: Ketzi'ah, Demon of Envy (Grave;Cross)

Talon's struggles, though ultimately futile, were curiously both ignored and impossible to ignore at the same time. Though Grave missed the expression on his face and his gestures of defiance, responding to the latter entirely on instinct, the result of his actions shook her to the core. The sensation of his cock twitching and squirming inside of her was beyond her ability to describe. The combined pleasure of her insides being stimulated and the energy starting to trickle in steadily overwhelmed her. She couldn't even maintain her expression, face relaxing into an image of pure bliss as her back arched, chest sticking forward and hips pressing down to take his whole dick in. A lewd moan escaped her lips, her body surrendering to the extasy.

As Talon finally ceased squirming, giving Cynder a moment to gather her thoughts, she idly became aware of the pressure her pussy was putting on him. A small part of her, not quite silenced by the pleasure yet, felt a bit of pity for him. That sort of thing could get a tad unpleasant, really. Still, being on the other end of this for once... She had no idea it felt so good. No wonder monstergirls enjoyed it. Still, no need to just punish him like that. The girl relaxed, trying to ease up on him at least a bit. Much as she found herself enjoying being spread open, she didn't want to make her tightness so crushing. Give him a bit of time to adjust and some breathing room before the next step.

Said step would come quickly: Grave was already on top of the man, his cock inside of her, his energy within her reach. She could hardly bring herself to wait much longer. Soon enough she began to move, her hips rising up before she pushed down again, slowly and a little uncertainly at first as she got used to the unfamiliar movements and sensations. It likely would not be long before her new instincts kicked in, making her move faster and more eagerly. Lust and desire to feed mixing together to guide her movements. She could feel her breasts strain against the fabric of her shirt with each movement as she bounced on Talon's cock, the sensation irritating her a bit. Grasping it, she pulled the rest of her clothing off of herself, leaving her body bare as she fucked. Another moan escaping her lips from the increasing pleasure.
 
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