Malina: epilogue

Not going far by any means, the Helltaker soon found another girl cheated of a timely breakfast on his couch, made even worse as she struggled to block out the sound of her sister being pounded out just a few feet away, her eyes glued to a small screen with a gaming soundtrack blaring through her headphones and row of shots on a nearby table with a couple already slammed back to further distract her.

Letting her have her alone time, the Helltaker set a plate down and was about to walk away, until she noticed him and grabbed him by his sleeve; pointing him to an empty bottle of cherry syrup next to a bottle of vodka.

"We're out of any good cocktail mix" she grumbled glaring at him.

Then letting her tablet drop down, she reached dragging the Helltaker's pants down, invoking a chill through his fastly refilling balls after their recent treatment from Pandemonica; but luckily for their sake, they made it passed the only significant sadist in the house.

Not caring much for his balls, Malina's finger trailed along his length, feeling a thick layer of mixed slime on it, even this early in the day.

After stroking and sniffing it for a bit, she opened wide setting the tip on her tongue, even with it blocking her mouth she complained "flav-or -it" as she looked at her shots wanting to use his dick again as incredibly inefficient yet tasty booze channel.

Pressing his dick against her taste buds, he complied picking up one of her shots and pouring it down himself; with plenty of it spilling onto her chest and skirt, yet enough made it to her mouth as she tried gulping it down.

The Helltaker figured he should keep going as he grabbed another shot, but before he could pour she raised her hand and moved her mouth down further to suck off the last shot and her favorite 'shot-mix', with her cheeks sucking inward and her tongue trying to wrap around the taste of semen, sweat and cunt juice.

Eventually stuffing him against the back of her throat, her eyes tearing up with **** fumes and the scent of sex swirling around her face as she kept gulping around his cock for the faintest residue on it.

Watching her struggle slightly as her head swirled, she tried to move off of him, and unable to resist a brief prank he grabbed the back of her head; thrusting her back and forth with her tongue pressing against his strokes with minor gagging.

After having his fun teasing her throat, he released her and let her slide back down for a full breath in front of his cock.

"Asshole" she muttered, before placing his tip back in place and gesturing for more shots.

With one of her hands going under her skirt and the other at her breast, she drank a couple more spills, with the deep throat portion lasting longer and feeling more like a genuine throat-fuck as she rocked back and forth even in response to him grabbing at her horns.

Feeling affectionately tipsy, she immediately went to kissing and licking at his cock nuzzling it against her face, but she then heard a sudden timer ding through her headphones; directing her away from but not completely out of her party-girl phase.

"Shit, I nearly forgot my daily" she gasped as she pounced back on her gaming pad, lying on her side, continuing her new routine of opening chests and getting daily quest rewards from annoyingly grindy games, mainly disappointing sequels and knock-offs that hadn't deservedly made it to hell yet.

Giving her a better grind to focus on and become more addicted with, the Helltaker knelt down on the couch next to her and started rubbing his cock between her thick thighs and against her already soaked snatch; thrusting against her thin panties.

Seething at continuing to see her favorite games end up like this, she muttered a few complaints while rocking her hips against his cock.

"*mutter* loot-box bullshit,- *mutter* live service trash, -*mutter* prestige rank bonus garbage-"

Taking a few minutes to deal with grindy BS, offset mostly by grindy fun, she tosses her game pad aside and takes a sip straight from her vodka bottle, while flipping onto her back facing the Helltaker as her thighs and crotch squeezed against his rod.

"Finally, let's get to some fun that you humans haven't ruined yet" she said, unbuttoning her shirt to show more cleavage and move her panties to the side to expose her tight needy pussy.

"Aw you ready for some deluxe addition level fucking" the Helltaker joked, feeling her blood pressure rise around his slowly probing tip and bitter the look on her face; growing with pleasure.

" Just get to it!"

Leg-locking him and groaning out as he sank down her depths, his hands quickly grabbing at her tits, lifting them out of her shirt and squeezing them as her panting still seemed to fume out of her with a gruffly toned groan; softening desperately with every thrust made away from her.

Watching the angsty girl's face contort with mixed emotions from how much she loved this and would clench around him, pulling him in deeper; to lovingly please him, then would feel all the shame impossible for a demon, as she'd let her body fall limply back onto the couch to be tenderly used; embarrassedly thinking that was making a devoted fool of herself and would either make him lose interest by changing or cause her to lose who she saw herself as, if she became just another cock obsessed bimbo enslaved by his dick.

The Helltaker without any worries, feeling purely content at the moment of his mating press, pressed down softly to fuck her in a way somewhat close to lounging, like he noticed she'd often like doing, as opposed to the exercise it definitely was, but it was deceptively hard as every time he'd slam Malina down against the cushion, he'd seemingly hit a fun button inside her; flipping a switch as she'd gulp down more of her **** mixed spit and absolutely stretch herself out trying to fuck upward, tightly embracing him; and giving him to the joy of fucking two different girls as at once as she kept swapping mentally.

The affectionate party girl side of her growing more present even longer, shook and pressed her breasts against his palms, her hands wrapping around behind his back to pull him in as she licked the side of his face and moaned into his ear.

"Ohh~ fuck me like you did my sis, like all the other bitches here!" she gruffed angrily but unintentionally very cutely.

Fully locked in to do more than just make her lounging more enjoyable with a fuck, not to hurt her like her sister liked, but to actively use her like the fuck-beast she wanted; quickly fucking her hard enough to shake the whole couch and creak the wood. Her mind went fully cock drunk, her body cumming a couple times while wrapped around and nearly cumming a third time that felt like it would've been hard enough to knock her out as she was pressed deeply into her seat and filled excessively with his semen.

After a bit of them both panting out from exhaustion, with Malina feeling happily full yet on edge from being near another climax as she tried recovering, but while the Helltaker already nearly recovered, a third subtly joined them; being just as unseen as she could see them.