That would make it too easy

As Aaralon rushes into the bathroom he sees her sitting to the side of the shower, looking at the flowing water.

Aaralon casts the fastest binding spell that he knows, but the Tar’oth quickly counters and says, “I‘be been waiting for you little boy. I see you finally finished your homework. But, you see, I never really liked taking the easy way out of these things, the thrill of the fight is far too enjoyable.” And then casts another spell “itashi val capri”

Aaralon, still in a panic, is too slow to react to the sudden bolt of lightning arcing towards him. His entire body goes numb and he collapses to the floor, helpless as the Tar’oth imp washes her hands and mouth of his sweat and turns to him with more water.

“Wait what?” Aaralon asks, “there’s no way that’s all you’re doing.”

“That’s where you are correct my sweet lover,” the Tar’oth purred as she walks up to Aaralon and washes his mouth off as well, “we wouldn’t want it to be unfair now would we?”

She is crouched down by his head and he catches a scent of her warm nether regions, and an involuntary twitch occurs in his own.

“Oh, is someone eager to repay me?” Tar’oth looks down at Aaralon as her spell starts to wear off, “Well here’s your chance.” She places her pussy right above his mouth and casts another spell that he hadn’t heard before.

Aaralon suddenly felt the absolute need to start lapping at her pussy, hungry for all the demon’s juices, trying his best to make them flow.

“Hmmmmmm, there you go that’s a good boy” she whispers as he starts to get into a rhythm. He pulls her hips down closer to him, and starts attacking her clit. “Hmmmmmmmhmmmmm,” she moans and Aaralon’s mouth is flooded with the imp’s fluids.

“Well now lover boy,” she looks down at you slowly regaining sanity,