Get a hint?

It would be difficult to wander around this room aimlessly. He needed a hint of some kind and he knew the only way to get it would be through her. "If I want a hint to begin with, what must I do?"

Celia raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his acquiescence. "It's quite simple, really. I will drain you using my tongue. I bet you are quite the delicious hero," she cooed, moving closed to him. It was a dangerous game, especially with her this near.

"Go ahead," he choked out as he tried to keep it together.

"Good boy." She slid down his body, freeing his cock. It stood at attention, painfully aroused from, well, everything. "Mmm..." She let out a moan before flicking her tongue against it. The prehensile appendage slowly wrapped around his dick, constricting ever so gently. Then, it began to move back and forth all the while she kept her mouth open and looked up at him.

Her delicate tongue has caught its prey, teasing it ever so softly. Gareth teetered on the edge of wanting more. He could see her mouth... It looked soft, warm, and inviting. I bet it would feel amazing around my cock.

"Oh, doesh that feel good?" Her words were slightly slurred by her tongue's current occupation. Gareth could only let out a heavy breath. She was prolonging this as much as she could. He would either need to cum now or ask her to do more. Otherwise, he wasn't going to get this hint.

"Use your mouth..." He moaned softly.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" She asked, unwrapping her tongue, much to his dismay.

"Please! Use your mouth!" He shouted out.

"Hm... I don't know. That wasn't part of our deal. If you want to change the deal, maybe I should get something good out of it, too?" She batted her eyes at him, her hand grazing his cock. She laughed as she watched it twitch, continually playing with it.