Don't rest yet.

Though two layers stand between your stiffening erection and Rose's surprisingly delicate hand, you still feel the stimulating allure of the red-haired woman's stroke from the bottom of your balls to the head of your cock--slow, faint, yet with her face so close to your cheek, and you can feel her beautiful gaze staring into your eyes despite the darkness, you feel a growing heat in your face. While she may be a rougher gal from living beneath the law, that tough, mature demeanour only makes her sexier, as she wears it incredibly well, with a confidence she's surely needed given her position. If she truly is the leader of Shadow Garden, her reach spreads far and wide like a spider's web, and at this moment, you've been snagged upon one of these strands--a black widow with a hungry gaze.

You take her face by the cheek and push your lips against hers for a passionate kiss, slipping your tongue only half a second before she could do it first. Her grip on your shaft tightens around the bulge in your trousers. While you see nothing but black, you feel the tickle of her hair, and the softness of her face.

"We'll certainly make a powerful team, Demon King," she whispers straight into your ear as to not wake the others. "Do you think so?"

Before you can answer, she grabs your head and kisses you once again. After that, she causes you to shiver as her lips caress along your neck, and she moves downward to your lap. There she carefully undoes your belt, and with incredible ease despite the lack of light. Then with a tug, she brings down your trousers and underwear simultaneously. The cool tunnel air wafts across your erection as it springs upward and free. It feels a little odd, doing such a thing in a deep, subterranean cavern, surrounded by your slumbering allies, but Rose makes a convincing argument by touch alone.

While you may not be atop a luxurious bed with all the time in the world, Rose seems inclined on offering you a quick moment of respite along such an exhausting journey. Breath from her nose tickles the bottom of your shaft. Then as she moves closer, her hot breathing quickens, until her soft, pillow-like lips push up against it. She drags then from bottom to top, teasing you slowly, but when her tongue extends out and the hot wet sensation strokes you all the way up, you nearly let out a noise of pleasure. It feels amazing, and she doesn't stop there. You can't make out what she's doing at all by sight, though you roll back and bump your head gently against the wall of dirt as she rolls said tongue around your erection before giving the bell a little suck.

It's amazing. You didn't expect it at all. You've been with succubi, yet Rose's oral techniques are unmatched. Her tongue moves with such intricacy, it's like another finger, and not only do her lips feel so plush, but she knows exactly how softly to suckle, and precisely when. For a moment, she focuses on your most sensitive spot, right beneath the head, where her tongue tickles you nearly into moaning, though your cover your mouth with your hand, and with your other, you slide your fingers down through her hair--palm stroking over the lobe of her ear. Still, she continues and with an overwhelming skill. Her movements quicken, but so subtly that you hardly notice until your hips urge you to thrust, and she's lapping up your shaft with a stimulating hunger. Faster, faster. She sucks your cock with passion, and while you potentially could hold yourself out if that's what you desired, it's actually more difficult than you first expected, and your plan isn't to not cum anyway. Definitely the opposite. Finally, you begin to occasionally groan softly, though you muffle it with your palm, and hope even these quiet noises don't exponentially vocalize down such an empty, quiet tunnel. Faster, faster! Your eyes roll back, and in the silence, you're not sure how to warn Rose when you're going to erupt. Somehow, though, you think she knows, because at that moment, she sucks like somebody trying to get every last drop from a bottle of juice. Your hand on her head grips tight, your toes curl up even tighter, and you take a stuttering inhale as you feel yourself about to blow. Then finally, with one final, deep bellowing moan, you twitch and instinctually buck your hips while you send out wave after wave of cum throbbing out from your manhood, and she takes it all inside her mouth without hesitation. It nearly hurts with how much she's draining, and how quickly, but it feels far too good for that to matter. She's taking it all, and after a moment of pulsating, your shaft slowly calms, and she one more time drags her tongue around to the top as if to clean the last drop off the tip.

With a big gulp, she swallows, and crawls herself back up to your ear.

"I hope... you'll sleep better now," she whispers. "I know I will."

You shiver. As you open your mouth, she presses a finger to your lips.

"But sadly it's your turn to keep watch before that. So protect us, will you?"