You don’t have time to think, she wants to feel your impish dick between her tits!

Mélanie regards you impatiently as you wonder how best to enjoy the situation, her eagerness to take your dangling cock obvious from the concentration in her eyes, pupils flicking from one side to the other in order to match the absent-minded swinging of your demonic member. As you continue to ponder, quite content for now to simply admire the prize before you, the archer lets her soft palms wander across her aching body, through which your poison flows freely. She once more stops momentarily as she approaches her inner thighs...but then keeps going this time, gently stroking her sex through the leather breaches shielding her intimacy from your hungry gaze. A rather loud and unexpected moan lustfully escapes her lips, and her tender massage becomes more urgent, fingers probing searchingly at the obstructive padding. The tissue gives way somewhat reluctantly, and without a sound Mélanie’s index disappears up to the first knuckle, if only for a split second.

Still transfixed, not to mention rather impressed by the potency of the imp’s toxin, you are quite taken by surprise when Mélanie’s eyelids, slowly creeping shut as she grasps longingly at her slit, snap open with intent. You flutter backwards almost in a panic as she strides towards you, seemingly out of pure exasperation; her face is red and flustered, her breath sharp and rapid, her nipples erect and prodding at the tight leather shirt restraining her supple breasts. Holding your gaze unflinchingly she stretches out an agile arm to grab hold of your tiny frame. She stares at you imploringly. She wants you inside of her, and she isn’t going to wait!

You let out a small cry as you are yanked down to Mélanie’s height, your fragile wings slapping incessantly at the cool air to control your descent. Eager hands wrap around your torso and shoulders, dragging you into the archer’s waiting arms. You crash into her chest, and she smothers you against her tits...wait, why can you feel her bare skin against your own? When did she take off her armour? All is a blur for several seconds as Mélanie contorts your body to her liking, bringing you to a halt at chest-height with your erect, pulsing dick buried firmly between her boobs. You barely have time to realise what’s happening before a sticky film of spit coats your member and you feel the warm, comforting pull-and-push of flesh on flesh as Mélanie starts to rock you back and forth between her bosom. She pushes her creamy breasts together to give you purchase and egg you on further. A cheeky smile breaks out across her parted lips, her teeth hint a shining white. Small drops of saliva drip from her mouth as she pulls you in again, shoulders tensing and back arcing as you thrust between into her bosom. You hardly know what’s going on, but you like it a lot...