Of course you do, and you’ll decide just how you want to fuck Mélanie’s tits, thank you very much!

Having finally regained your balance, lodged handily between Mélanie’s eager breasts, you regain your sense at last, and realise that you’d much prefer to lead this little dance rather than trundle along to the merry tune of your captive. You’re not the one who’s been infected with intoxicating, lust-inducing venom, after all - it’s time for you to act like the assertive imp you are!

You heave yourself free for a few seconds from Mélanie’s overbearing grasp and plant your stinger anew into her exposed chest, releasing another healthy dose of demonic poison – hopefully enough this time for your new toy to understand who’s in command! Then, without warning, as Mélanie’s pupils rapidly dilute, you grab one small, pink nipple in each hand, cup her generous bosom with your tiny claws, and make a nice, soft lodging for your fiendish cock. Fluttering forward to enmesh yourself in her welcoming flesh, you thrust upwards excitedly, brushing between Mélanie’s mounds on both sides: her chest rises to meet you. The archer shakes her head from side to side, recovering her consciousness and initiative after the briefest of dazes, and stares down at you shyly and temptingly...submissively almost. Clutching two large handfuls, she presses forward against you, squeezing her tits together so tightly that they form a soft, slightly bulging cavern for you to penetrate with all your might.

You do so with aplomb and with ever greater speed! The growing beads of sweat building up all over Mélanie’s chest ease your passage as you thrust in a growing frenzy, the fire in your loins building all the while. Your prisoner begins to pant with exertion, moaning with an unnatural eagerness. Holding her breasts together now with one hand, she reaches down to stick three clutching fingers into her moist sex, stroking you on the way. As you barrel out for a final approach, she grins at you invitingly, daring you to do you worst; Mélanie’s other hand comes back up, teasing every inch of her flailing body, dripping with her own juices. She wails in pleasure...

Ungh! Splat! You throw your head back in sudden orgasm as a thick stream of milky cum spurts out of your impish prick, loudly dousing Mélanie’s cupped boobs in messy jets of off-colour white. Contractions pulse up and down through the length of your shaft as your demonic body pumps you dry, gushing forth an abnormal amount of monstrous seed which oozes lovingly down Mélanie’s chest. You both exhale deeply, her bosom rising and falling from the effort. Her hazelnut eyes swivel up to meet your approving gaze; she looks delighted with the result.

As are you, but it would be a shame to stop there with such a fine specimen. Already, with the unholy blood coursing through your veins reinvigorating your sex, you fully accept the impish desires already tugging at your conscious. Much more than a mere cum receptacle, you suddenly comprehend Mélanie’s potential as a vessel for your spawn. If blasting her tits with your cum was so fantastic, how much better filling her aching loins with your potent seed?