Medusa notices him

Medusa felt his strong soft hands stroking her, massaging her, and looked over to see Karnak was bent over her, lost in concentration. She couldn't complain, as his hand's touched her naked body in ways she'd only dreamed of, knowing just the right places to touch her. He could find all her weaknesses, and she was only too eager to let him, laughing as she suddenly found out how ticklish she was, groaning as he toyed with her sensitive nipples. She was barely able to catch a breath as he explored her body in ways her hair had never managed, offering sensation after sensation, as she writhed there, helpless but ecstatic in his hands.

While her hair continued to stroke her genitals, she sent a few strands over to Karnak's. It was the least he deserved for the way she was feeling right now. Her hair undressed him down below, then caressed his hard cock, wrapping round it, massaging it. Sighing, her knuckles white as her fists grabbed the headboard tighter, yet another wave of pleasure flooding her body, it felt like his cock had no weakness, while her body appeared to be full of them.

She looked at Karnak, sweat pouring from his face, as her red hair played with his cock, determined to find its weakness. She felt his hands, tantalizing all the parts of the body apart from the important one. He was teasing her, holding back, just as she now found herself teasing him.

And then his hands moved there, down to her pussy, his long slender fingers probing every inch of it, making every muscle in her body go tense. As her hair wrapped tighter round his cock, things were building to a crescendo.

"Now, Karnak, now! Make me scream louder than Black Bolt," she shouted as her hair yanked at his hard erection.