No Sex

"No sex," Lois Lane said firmly. "If it'll help them, I'll do whatever else is necessary to lactate, but I'm not fucking you. That's final."

One thing about a demon whose eyes have no pupil or iris, it becomes very difficult to tell when she is rolling them. But as the Daily Planet's best reporter, Lois had learned to recognize the subtle signs. Still, if it meant that she wasn't trying to put her dick in Lois...the reporter was okay with that.

Because she wasn't sure, really wasn't sure, that once she started she'd be able to stop. It was one of the reasons why the reporter didn't smoke, and seldom drank. Had to cut all her pain meds in half. Lois Lane had an addictive personality and knew it. She didn't want to get addicted to sex with this dickgirl demon.

"Fine. There's another way. But it's a little painful, and time-consuming. You'll need to get on the bed, in a sitting position. Get comfortable."

Reluctantly, Lois fluffer her pillows against the headboard and sat down on the side of the bed she normally slept on. It was a position she normally stayed in when reading at night, right before she turned in.

The demon Blaze laid down across the bed, propping her elbow up next to the reporter's right thigh, her mouth and head at nipple level, her long flowing hair falling over the reporter's legs.

The demon smiled. Her teeth looked very sharp.

"When demon mothers are...having a hard time nursing...we can inject them with a venom that gets their milk flowing. Works on human women too, but it needs to be coupled with a few hours of suction to really get production going."

Lois frowned.

"Is this really necessary?"

The demon shrugged.

"It's that, or I can knock you up right here and now. Your choice."

The reporter sighed. "Okay. Let's get this over with."

Red lips opened. A long, forked tongue slid out, hovering in front of Lois Lane's right nipple...and for just a moment the light caught the almost-invisible needles on the twin tips...and then the tongue shot forward and Lois hissed in sudden, piercing pain.

The tongue stayed in there for a moment. The tongue swelled and went flat, swelled and went flat...and Lois could feel the burning venom enter her breast, almost swore she saw the veins beneath the surface darken...and then the tongue was retracted.

Lois lifted and examined her wounded teat as Blaze turned her attention to the other one. Winced as once more the tongue stabbed into her breast. The right nipple was now flanked by two small holes, like the aftermath of a nipple-piercing. They weren't bleeding which Lois took as a good thing, and without anything better to do sat back as Blaze finished with her right breast.

Her bosom felt weird. The nipples already looked puffy, and the burning of the venom wasn't going away, in fact it seemed to be spreading from the initial points of contact throughout her breasts.

"Okay. Now what?" She asked.

Blaze looked up at her with those pure white eyes. They really did make it harder to read her expression, but Lois had to judge, she would say it was...hungry.