Sealing The Deal...With A "Kiss"

Roland considered his options and his situation. His uncle was dead, killed by a man who had power at his disposal that no man should have. Secondly, it’s been four weeks, at least according to Stollen. Which means Wails had four weeks to settle in. He thought about the keys, And how Lewis even in **** denied him that. From what he saw, he needed all the help he could get, and if the red imp with very nice tits and pouty lips was willing to lend a hand for a bit of freedom. He’d be a fool to say no...

Roland fought back a stutter as he spoke, “Yes, I’ll...I’ll form a pact with you…” the Imp began to smile before he raised a hand, “In exchange! Can...Can you...Help me?”

The imp cocked her head, “Help? Well, The pact we’re doing will bind us for all eternity…” Roland gulped at those words just as the imp waves it off, “Cool your nerves. It just means if you die, I’m following soon after, and I don’t plan on dying anytime soon.” Her smile grew wider than it should be allowed as she traced a claw across the buckle of his pants, “Especially when I got a delectable mortal to seduce and tease as I please….” It was faster than his eye could follow as she made a claw swipe across the front of his pants. They shaved through the tough fabric like it was butter, even his boxers as they both dropped to his knees. His cock hung limply in the meadow air. It wasn’t much to look at. A flaccid three inches that rage a good six on a good day.

The Imp seemed to pause and look at his dick in astonishment before giving his balls a grope, letting out a confused hum as she looked up, “These are supposed to be bigger right? The only ones I’ve seen are Satyrs, and this one looks pretty small and puny. Not to mention this semen pump you got here..." she chortled as she gave his flaccid cock a stroke.

Roland concealed a grunt as she manhandled his junk,"S-Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not pornstar material. I wish it was bigger but what can you-" He let out a screech as he felt something stab into his groin. He looked down to see the red devil’s tail spade probed deep into his ballsack. The tipped end throbbing and swelling as it began to pump something into him, “If you wanted a bigger breeding pole, why didn’t you ask?! It’s the least I can do...And a little extra...Hehehe!”

Before he could say another word he felt his legs buckle underneath him. A horrid heat began to roast his nerves as sweat oozed from every pore. He felt like he was on fire. Worse yet, it felt like someone put a blowtorch to his midsection. Even he could feel it swell before-

He let out a whorish groan as he let loose the first shot of jizz. Thick slime hitting his chest with a soggy plop before he let loose another stream of white goop. Then another. And another. It was as if he was a living semen fountain. The sensations and pleasures growing with each splurt from his dick.

The imp giggled as she playfully scoops up a wad of cum with a clawed finger, “I always wondered what male seed looked like. The mortals always go back to their dwellings to have their orgies in private. Never stopped to think about giving me a show for all my good deeds! Greedy bastards…” Her gaze lingered on the cum-coated digit before she quickly shoved it passed her plump lips, giving it a suckle, “Hmmm. It’s quite sweet tasting. Like albino honey.” She gave her lips a full lick, “It’s a nice treat sure-” Her words halted as her eye dilated as she let loose a high squeal, streams of fem cum spewing from her legs. Her concentration caving as she fell on top of his chest with a soft plop.

She mewled as she let loose another moan as her body functions refused to listen. Especially her tongue that hung limply from her maw. The little devil grabbed at her slimy appendage with shaky claws and tilted her head back, gulping it back down with a satisfied sigh. She looked down at Roland with a smirk as she wiped her mouth with a furred claw, “Sweet...Sweet Arcane! Is this what I’ve been missing?! That was fucktastic! And it all from just a drop! I can’t imagine-EEE!” She jumped as she felt something slap between her cheeks, only to giggle and grind her fat ass against the swollen cock. It shot more seed upwards coating her back and hair, The fiend didn’t seem to mind as her feral horny grinding increased, “Give me more of that chunk spunk! I can hear those balls of yours begging to burst!” She did a little wiggle of her hips as her smile grew more manic, “It’s ok! I’ll milk it all out! Just sit back and enjoy the ride!!” She did a full one-eighty turn. Smiling as more seed erupts from his tip and coated her face. Without missing a beat, she lapped up the white goop up before swallowing Roland’s cock with a single gulp.

Roland's voice caught in his throat...He never got his dicked sucked before. He always figured porn videos were greatly exaggerated with the mouth to dick worship. However, with the way her lips clamped and suckled on his entire cock, and how thick said drool was, It felt like a being sucked off by a living sex leech.

A lurid gulp could be heard as Roland fired off another load. This was his what….eighth? Twelfth? Yet despite how much her cheeks and throat bulged from his cock and seed, she chugged it down with intense hunger...No,lust...and greed.

A hum began to vibrate in her throat as she purred, her throat tightening as she began to skull fuck herself into his lap before he saw her very soaked cunt twitch and convulse. A three-fingered claw went to his balls and squeezed. The volatile venom seemingly reacted at her touch as he felt himself seize up and erupted in her mouth pussy for the final time. A happy snort left her nose as the imp drank it down, and slowly lifted herself off his dick.

She felt backward head first to meet his eye, “THAT WAS AMAZING!!! And-URPPP!!!” She belched, before giving a chortle and licked leftover cum from her lips, “I mean, I never-HIC!...I can’t believe this is what I've been missing!!”

Roland tried to speak, but he felt more than drained. He felt like she sucked the very soul out of him. All while using his dick like a Slurpee straw. But it was….Nice….He didn’t know why, but he felt….smitten with her…

The Imp stroked a paw up and down his chest. “It’ll be a while before you ‘wake up’….Let rest awhile, shall we? After that, We can get back to business...and a midnight snack...” She chortled as she snuggled closer. Though Roland didn't regret his decision...He got the nagging feeling she was going to be more than a handful. Still, he felt his arm drift over her back. Hopefully her 'snack' will be smaller than her 'meal'...