Lockjaw

As Medusa lay on her bed, naked, heels digging into the mattress as her various hair strands brought her nearer and nearer to a climax, she allowed herself the luxury of making the sounds she wanted to make, the sounds she had to stifle when she was with Black Bolt, since she felt bad that he also had to stifle any moans of luxury for fear of destroying all around him.

Her screams were so loud, as her muscles tensed, involuntarily spasms racking her body, that she never heard her faithful pet Lockjaw enter the bedroom and jump on the bed beside her. They were so loud that Lockjaw had never heard his mistress scream this way before. Is it any wonder he panicked, and took her to safety, the Earth moving for Medusa in so many ways as she reached her latest orgasm.