“… oka—“ before being immediately cut off by the most intense deep kiss of his life.

In hindsight, he should have expected this much. Erica had been ravenous, sure, but that was a Servant’s biology exploiting repressed feeling to ensure necessary Mana was transferred. Beyond that, she’d been feeling biological needs that could have been suppressed by basic willpower in almost any other case.

Angie though? That woman had been living in a glass house constructed with only the most premier of tamped-down libidos. Her whole sapient existence was defined by being a “prude” in an inherently un-sexual world, subconsciously basing her personality around being the “chaste” one between her and LadyDevimon. She averted her eyes from the raging storm within, until it grew into a maelstrom of desire that had the misfortune of being ushered into prominence by one of the most intense triggers known to mankind.

That being the sight of Lenny and Erica’s morning “draining”. It was an unrealistic sight akin to drawn porn that had been fully realized in three-dimensional space for Angie to see. And, with the addition of a newly “human” body with similarly “human” reactions, her lust could be nothing else but a wildfire waiting to consume all it touched.

And consume it did, as the locking of lips between Leonard and Angie was not so much a “loving kiss” as it was a “gluttonous engulfing”. The Digimon-turned-supermodel was taking the term “sucking face” to its most feasible ****, as she kissed every conceivable part of the small man’s face that could be kissed. Her tongue examined the myriad sections of his mouth, a feverish exploration that more often than not left him devoid of breath.

So he struck back.

Angie was holding his face up to her own by way of a tight grip on his head, leaving him almost crouching on the tub’s floor while she merely sat, so the rest of his body was free to act. And “act” it did. “This worked with Erica…!” he thought, as his hands closed in on the angelic woman’s nipples. At least where he reasoned they would be, his vision was currently occupied by his partner’s lust-drunk kissing face so he could only feel around.

Once his fingers felt a familiar shape, they squeezed. Immediately a throaty moan started to bubble out of Angie’s face, as her oral indulgences paused in the wake of more novel sensations. Her grip on Lenny’s head slackened, but he put his other hand on her shoulder as he continued his nipple-teasing, keeping his face close to her as he started to return the favor for earlier.

“Like… Mm, this…” he explained between tender kisses. “Not a… Hah… race, see…?” His guidance was paired with soft gropes, giving attention to her sensitive nipples when it looked like she was starting to lose steam.

But… that wasn’t enough.

Angie’s hands snapped around both of his, as she **** him to grip each of her nipples roughly. “Harder.” she commanded, voice now cold and demanding.

In either shock or deference, he wasn’t sure which, Leonard instinctively squeezed as hard as he could. His partner began shuddering fiercely, a low yowl rising up from her throat as the throes of an orgasm came over her.

At this point, the situation was changing into something the particularly short man hadn’t quite accounted for. He whimpered “Uh… I dunno if—“ but was cut off as Angie grabbing him by the asscheeks, lifting him up by the pelvis such that his crotch was level with her face. He was hard now, from probably fear and arousal, as his turgid member slipped into her mouth, at a depth he hadn’t planned on delving quite yet.

The impromptu deepthroat wasn’t bad for him by any means, Lenny just figured Angie would’ve wanted to start with a more vanilla blowjob for her first time. Maybe a particularly intense one, but not at the level where any choker she might have been wearing would snap.

“Hoh! Angie, m-maybe we Oh jeez! Maybe we should settle do-Ah!-own some…?” Leonard proposed, trying to pull himself free of her mouth as best he could. Eventually he got his member out with a wet splortch as Angie’s mouth dribbled a little. Her gaze was unchanged, though.

With no room for disagreement, the imposing woman stated “Fuck. My. Mouth.” and opened said mouth the most it could go without outside assistancr.