Grinding Hips and Greedy Lips

I **** my gaze to the side.

Something moved between the trees—then a familiar horn emerged, followed by an unmistakable grin.

Karlach.

She froze for half a heartbeat when our eyes met, then her smile widened into something wicked and delighted.

“Well, well, soldier,” she whispered, stepping partly into the clearing but staying just within the shadows. “Thought I saw you being dragged off by our favorite lizard. Figured I’d come check if you needed backup… or a hand, maybe.”

Heat flared in my face for a very different reason.

I opened my mouth to say something—to warn her, to scold her, to ask what in the Hells she thought she was doing—but Lae’zel chose that instant to swallow me to the root again. Words turned to ash on my tongue.

Karlach’s gaze flicked downward, lingered, then slid back up. She bit her lip hard.

“Oh damn,” she breathed the tiefling, voice low and filthy. “She’s really going for it, huh?”

Lae’zel didn’t so much as twitch. She was too far gone—mouth stretched wide, throat working, body shaking through endless climax.

Karlach stepped fully into the clearing, careful to keep a safe distance. The glow from her chest engine painted her face in molten red.

“You can’t touch me like this. Too hot.” she murmured, smile turning soft and ravenous all at once, “but I can still give you a show you’ll feel in your balls for days.”

She began to move.

Karlach turned into a living striptease in three heartbeats. Shoulders rolled slow, hips snapped sharp, tail flicked like a metronome of pure sin. She hooked her thumbs under her cropped leather top and peeled it upward inch by torturous inch, letting her heavy breasts spill free—full, flushed, nipples stiff and begging. She tossed the top aside, then spun, back arching, hands sliding down her sides to grip her shorts. One teasing grind against nothing and she dragged them down, bending deep so her round, tight ass filled my vision, tail curling high as the leather slid over thick thighs and dropped to the dirt.

Naked now, engine blazing crimson between her breasts, she dropped into a low squat—legs spread obscenely wide, pussy glistening and swollen in the pale moonlight. She rose slow, rolling her body like liquid fire, hands cupping her tits, squeezing hard, thumbs flicking nipples until she moaned loud enough to drown Lae’zel’s wet **** sounds. Another spin, tail whipping, and she sank to all fours, crawling slow towards us, ass high, back arched, dripping cunt on shameless display.

“Since you’re… occupied,” she purred over her shoulder, voice dripping filth, “I’ll just dance for that hard cock you’re feeding her. Watch me, soldier. Watch how fucking soaked this makes me.”

I tried to laugh. It came out strangled.

Lae’zel’s grip tightened.

I let out a strained breath. “Yeah… keep going,” I managed, voice low, ragged.

Karlach paused mid-sway, eyes glinting with playful heat. “Keep going…?” she teased with a sultry grin. “To who, exactly?”

I swallowed hard, pulse hammering. “You,” I growled. “Be a good girl… and dance for me.”

Karlach’s grin turned feral. “Yes, sir.”

[Karlach: Corruption +1]__

She dropped low again, thighs wide, fingers sliding between her legs to spread slick folds wide, showing me exactly how drenched she was. Two thick fingers plunged inside with a filthy moan, pumping slow and deep while her other hand pinched a nipple hard. “Look how wet I get watching her **** on you,” she rasped, voice raw. “I want that cock next. I want you to wreck me the way you’re wrecking her.”

She rose, turned, and ground her ass back against the air like she was riding me reverse-cowgirl, tail lashing, engine flaring blue-hot with every roll of her hips. “Imagine it, soldier—my cunt swallowing you whole while she licks your balls clean.”

I didn’t have long. My body tightened; breath hitched.

Lae’zel must have sensed it—her fingers dug into my hips, nails biting deep, her entire form rigid as she pushed herself through one last shuddering roll of sensation.

I broke.

She broke with me.

I unleashed into her mouth, thick, pulsing ropes flooding her tongue and throat. The moment the first spurt hit, her corruption surged.

[Lae’zel: Corruption +5]

Her body answered instantly. Breasts swelled against my thighs, growing heavier, fuller, straining the remnants of her leotard until seams creaked. Her tongue, already long, stretched further, impossibly agile, coiling around my shaft like a living ribbon, circling, stroking, milking. Her throat rippled in deliberate waves, massaging the last drops from me with greedy, rhythmic contractions, refusing to waste a single taste.

Karlach’s jaw dropped, engine flaring bright. “Holy shit, soldier…” she rasped, eyes locked on Lae’zel’s swelling tits. “Look at those beauties blow up! Gods, I’ve never seen it happen to someone else live. That’s… that’s fucking hot.”

[Karlach: Corruption +1]

Lae’zel’s climax didn’t hit in a wave. It hit in surges, rolling through her in rapid succession, each one more intense than the last. Her mouth shook around me, every nerve firing at once, her hands slipping as her strength gave out. Fresh squirts soaked the earth beneath her knees, thighs trembling violently while her newly curved hips rocked with helpless need.

Karlach, delighted, stepped closer. “And now for my turn,” she murmured, bending slightly and glancing back with a hungry grin. “Go on, soldier. I was bad. Spank me for it.”

I managed to lift my hand, just barely, and brought it down sharply across her backside with a touch of eldritch energy.

The impact rang out—a crisp, satisfying crack.

Karlach yelped, then laughed, tail flicking wildly as her legs trembled. “Ohhhh gods—yes, that’s it!”

“Again,” she urged, lowering herself a little. “For being such a bad girl.”

[Karlach: Corruption +1]

I struck again. And again.

Each slap left my palm stinging, heat building with every contact. On the last one, her infernal warmth flared—fiery energy licking up her skin and snapping back against me.

My palm burned. I hissed, shaking out my hand.

Karlach moaned softly, blissed-out. “Mmmh… that one’s gonna leave a mark. Perfect.”

She smoothed her hand over the scarlet print, smiling wide. “Thanks, soldier.”

She stepped into her shorts, pulling them up slowly, theatrically. “I’ll let you clean up your mess, yeah?” she said, finger tapping her lips in a mock kiss. “See you back at camp.”

Her hips swayed dramatically as she left, tail curling in a teasing goodbye.

I watched her disappear into the trees, then sank back against the trunk, drawing in a long, steadying breath.

For a few minutes, I simply sat in the quiet.

Lae’zel had collapsed forward, body still twitching with aftershocks. Her eyes were rolled half-back, unfocused, her breath coming in shallow, trembling pulls. The ground beneath her was drenched with her release, the grass crushed under her weight.

Gently, I reached down and patted her head.

She didn’t respond.

A small, quiet shiver ran through her instead.

I stayed behind to breathe, to let the night settle, to gather myself after another successful corruption.