Charlie/Sir Pentious
Just PW/oP — Charlie does a sex with the Snakemon Roll
Rated M: Sex, DP bc he’s a snake demon, not that graphic though, rare pair
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Sir Pentious tried not to shake too terribly as Charlie gave him a soft smile as soon as she’d made herself comfortable straddling him.
The inventor gulped as her hands wrapped around his shoulders, leaving him with no choice but to be face-to-face with his hostess. Pentious truly had no idea how things had gotten out of control and turned into this.
He’d simply been in the right place at the right time, passing by Charlie’s door and seeing her sulking in the darkness of her own room. She’d been charmed easily into letting him stay in her hotel solely on his word that he was looking for redemption, and she was just as charmed to allow him to slip even further into her space with just a polite knock and show of concern.
For whatever reason, Charlie had welcomed him in and had made pleasant conversation as soon as his handkerchief dried her tears.
And then there was something about… the old ways of medicine and ladies with their sensitivities… medical malpractice and orgasms…
Pentious rested his own hands on her hips as he tried to think of the last time he’d had sex. It had been so long since his death that he couldn’t remember if he’d had a wife. Or if he’d routinely consummated with said wife. Fuck, even if he had, kids today were much, much, much rowdier than what most definitely had to have been listless old English sex between two people that could barely tolerate one another.
The snake froze as Charlie’s porcelain face was suddenly inches away from his own. She had snuck up on him while right before his eyes, but thankfully with no malicious intent.
Her black lips were warm, soft and Sir Pentious found himself utterly pliant beneath them. The Sinner made an embarrassing noise as Charlie’s tongue slid into his mouth. It was something desperate and whiny and oh Satan, even this perfectly nice princess was laughing at him.
Charlie pulled away from him, and Sir Pentious couldn’t stop the way she pulled out more mortifying sounds from his throat as she did. It was just that he already missed the feeling of her warm body against his. The weight of her breasts against his jacket, the brush of her lashes against his skin, and how he could feel her heart beating in such close contact.
The blonde’s sharp white teeth glinted in the lowlight as she giggled.
“I’m sorry! I’m not laughing at you.” Her delicate brows turned up. “I’m just laughing because… because you’re so sweet.”
Sir Pentious blinked at the woman in his arms. “I am?”
Charlie exhaled through her dainty nose, not-quite laughing but still with good humor.
“You are.” She reassured him. “It’s been a while for me too. But if you’re okay with it, I’d like to continue?”
The undercover spy nodded a little too quickly, meeting Charlie halfway this time. Fraternizing with one’s enemy could be excused for the sake of getting that much closer to the Vs.
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Somehow, Pentious could still speak through a mouth swollen from kisses.
“You really don’t need to, darling. One is more THA-ahhaaa…”
Scratch that, the ability to vocalize anything more than nonsense and gibberish had been stolen by the rapturous heat of his partner’s perfect cunt.
Charlie’s head lolled back as she sunk onto both of the snake demon’s cocks. There was little resistance as she expertly arched her back and drove her hips down until she was seated atop Pentious’s tail one more.
“Mmm!” Charlie slowly unwound, head tipping forward so that she could lock eyes with the Sinner and give him a pleased grin. “That wasn’t too bad. Just had to stretch it out a little.”
Sir Pentious moaned. “Prin-ssssssessss —”
Charlie frowned, one hand coming to rest against his cheek as he throbbed inside of her. “What’s wrong?”
The snake sounded like a dying moose. “…Nnnnghhhaaughh…”
“Oh no! Am I hurting you?” Charlie rose. “Here, lemme just get — ”
Sir Pentious’s claws dug into her soft hips as he slammed her back down in a panic, eliciting a gasp from the confused hellborn .
“No! No! No! Pleassssse, don’t get up. Please!” His desperate hisses punctuated the repeated smacks of Charlie’s thighs against his thick tail. “Fuck fuck fuck! Fuck meeee!”
And there she went, giggling again. “I am, silly!”
“Ohh,” Charlie sighed as she reveled in little shocks of pleasure and a rolling build of pure bliss. “Or I guess you’re the one fucking me.”
The princess let herself be pushed and pulled along for the ride, leaning back and allowing Sir Pentious to smother her in kisses from the column of her throat to her sternum. His eager devotion was endearing. Charlie could feel it in the way his tongue darted over her flesh, and the way he tried yet failed to keep his fangs from piercing her areolas as he suckled at her breasts.
When the snake looked up at her with those big liquid eyes in apology, Charlie only moaned appreciatively and guided him back with a hand at the nape of his neck.
She was made out of stronger stuff.