Once they were back home, Striker offered her a chance to clean up then told her to come to his room in five minutes. She wanted a distraction, he'd give her one she wouldn't forget. Posing on his bed the snake just grinned a little then wagged his tail.
"Ya wanted me to come meet ya in yer ro..." she was at the door, holding the knob and staring. Tail wagging like mad she blinked twice.
"Ya gonna stand there and stare... or ya gonna get yer cute ass over here and join me?"He licked his lips and let his tail sway, watching the succuimp as the freckles on her cheeks turned red.
She couldn't help it, she had to look him up and down, her breath hitched for a moment. "Striker... ffff fuck..." she shuddered and walked over to him. "Yer..."
"Showing off a little, yes. Ya said ya wanted a distraction." he grinned and reached his right hand out.
Lena took his hand and climbed up on the bed with him. Pulling her close he hissed softly and licked her neck. She squirmed and ran her claws over his chest and down along his abs. The succuimp fully focused on rubbing his body, exploring each inch, tracing scars.
He hissed softly and let her touch whatever she wanted, golden spirals glowing softly as he gripped her hips. Tail moving to curl around hers. "Mmmm.. feel free to explore all ya want darlin' Ah ain't gonna stop ya." He flicked his forked tongue out.
Purring softly she let her claws explore his strong frame as he pulled her closer until she was straddling his lap. The red on her cheeks got worse as she looked up seeing that soft predatory gaze on her. "Striker..."
"Yes pumpkin?" He smiled and let his thumbs rub her hips in soothing circles.
"Ahn... " she leaned up toward him and he leaned down kissing her. Lips meeting, tongues curling as she rest her claws on his shoulders. Moaning softly and wiggling on his lap making the snake groan.
"Ya keep doing that, yer gonna have to deal with the consequences." He said between kisses and kept his tail around hers. "Mmmm..."
Lena huffed and squirmed more, tail tight around his. "Ahn... you say that like it's a bad thing... mmm Striker." She nuzzled him.
"Ah... fuck... Lena... yer wiggling right on my..." he was stopped as she kissed him.
She broke the kiss and looked to him. "I know, right on yer growing length. I want it."
"Bit forward there lil' missy. Hnhn, Ah like that." He moved his right hand and gripped her ass.
"Mmmm... Striker!" She wiggled again and he groaned at her. She licked his lips and smiled. "Please..."
"Fuck..." he hissed and unbuttoned his pants then tugged them down a little. Smirking some as she moved back to give him space. He let his length loose and rubbed it.
She whined a little and Striker chuckled moving his hand. Lena reached down and stroked him, feeling the ridges along his nine inches. Panting some she looked to him. "Naughty..."
"But yer distracted... ah..." he moaned and licked his lips then undid her pants. "Take these off... now." His voice dropped an octave and got that authoritative tone.
Lena shuddered and looked to him. She loved it when he used that voice, it made her weak. Tail wagging she stopped stroking him long enough to stand and remove her pants, showing off the black silk panties underneath.
Striker grinned and grabbed her hips, forcing her to stay standing before him. "Silk huh?" He lifted a brow. Leaning forward and tugging them down slowly with his teeth. He looked up at her, eyes glowing. "Little fancy there, kinda like it." He licked up her inner thigh making her shudder. "Mmmmm... yer so cute..." he licked up to her slit.

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Lust Meets Wrath
RomanceLena, an imp from Lust, meets the Cowboy Cassanova from Wrath, Striker. Unbeknownst to them, this meeting isn't exactly by chance, it's been orchestrated from the beginning.