Ep6: The Imp and I run away~

[2 months until Christmas break….]

Mortoii was railing Leana deep into the night, hunched over her back while his feminine hips thrusted into her asshole. Leana clutched the pillow in front of her, screaming into it until her face turned red. It was the only thing she could do to vent without waking up Brad or the cat with her moans. Her ass was broken in only a short time after her anal virginity was taken, the imp seeing it as the go-ahead to completely take her hind by storm. She barely had time to squeeze his cock, nor the power to as his pumping left her shaking with each thrust.

"Nnnn!" Mortoii grunted, sinking his length in one last time before letting his orgasm go. Leana's eyes clenched close, while spurts of cum filled ass and rectum. Her untouched cunt just clenched and convulsed, left completely bare save her secretions and the lucky drops of jizz that dripped down to her vulva. "This is definitely one of the better bets I've won," he commented, wiggling his half-mast back and forth to stir the cum around. After some teasing he finally relented, pulling out of her pucker and sitting down behind her. Leana kept her head buried in the pillow, falling to the side now that she had no imp keeping her upright and bent over like a dog.

"You're not fallen asleep on my yet, are you?" Mortoii asked. His hand was leisurely jerking off his cock, rubbing it back to its full, throbbing mast. "You've heard of our lustful nature. We both know we aren't going to finish for a looong time~"

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7 weeks until Winter break...

"This is a lot of notes Leana," Becky said as she got her glasses out of her bookbag. Leana was taking out notebooks chock full of study material for their midterms, including the classes that Leana wasn't even in. "Like, a lot a lot. Like, are you doing alright a lot. Nothing happened to your social life did it?"

"What? No!" Leana said. "Why is your concern always that I'm staying inside?"

"Because, you're not exactly the most popular girl here," Becky said, organizing the spare papers her friend put down. "I'm worried about you girl."

"Sweet, but this is actually all Mortoii," Leana said, closing his back. "I finally got him to help me with the midterms."

"So that's why the handwriting looks better," Becky said to herself.

"Hey!"

"Well it is! Besides, doesn't he get bored from this? I know I would."

"It's an exchange. He helps me study, and I….I pay him back." Leana caught herself, clearing her throat. She could still taste the bitter aftertaste from yesterday….

….

"Are you sure you can stay under there for two hours?" Mortoii asked one last time, helping tie Leana's hair back into a bun. "I am all for a little "entertainment" while I work, but last time we did this, you gagged quite a bit." She blushed and looked down while he did her hair above her, patting her thighs at a nervous pace. "Well, you never told me that it was still growing…."

"Do your best cuite~" Mortoii said, taking his place on the bed and placing a textbook in his lap and a journal at his side. He immediately got to work with his note-taking, transcribing and condensing the next chapter into legible and organized cursive. In the meantime, Leana checked her hair to make sure it was in place one last time, then crawled onto the bed between Mortoii's thighs. The book and her face made it difficult for light to shine through, but regardless, she could still see the bulge that resided under his white panties. The semi-opaque nature of them let her get a view of his limp member, cleanly tucked away to the side. She found herself immersing herself in his musk, pressing the bridge of her nose against the bulge. She could feel blood running through, as his cock started pressing back into her face.

"Leanaaaa, I'm getting bored," he reminded her, flipping to the next page. She remembered her end of the bargain and carefully slid down the panties, exposing his hairless crotch and pulsating cock. It smelled even better without the satin obstruction, replacing the oxygen in her lungs with his tainted funk. Her hand slid up to touch it, jerking the length up to grow it to full mast. Up close, she could experience the view one hundred percent, watching the tip eventually pass her eyes and stretched to the side of her head. She rested her cheek against it, feeling the newfound heat it transferred to her. She shuffled back and stared down the barrel of his urethra, taking one last sniff before putting it near her mouth. Lavender, she thought as her tongue came out, licking the tip until it had a healthy head of saliva. The first drop of pre came out-one she was more than happy to collect on her tongue. She had heard that pre was salty, but to her, it tasted more like sweet cinnamon.

She needed more of it. Just to confirm...she gave more licks down the line of the cock, making sure to cover every inch in her saliva. Her efforts were rewarded with another drop, and another glorious taste of the ambrosia. The balls were next, and her gift was another chance.

It was making her tingle now. A pleasure high that came in waves and left...unless she kept going. Before she knew it, she had the tip inside her mouth, doing more and more to get the same buzz near her nethers. She held the cock still while licking all around it, hooking herself on its taste and smell. When she came out of another daydream later, she found quite a bit in her mouth, rolling the first two inches around. The head poked in one cheek and appeared poking in the next, spreading it's globs of pre around her mouth pussy. Her glands went into overdrive, giving the cock a bath of saliva each time she held her breath for more. She heard a sigh from above, followed by a heavier dose of the addictive taste.

More...More… it was becoming her mind and body. She was merely a villager, coming to the ever-giving tap to pump more pre out to quench her thirst. More and more of his length went into his mouth, being greeted by a welcoming party of saliva and a bumpy appendage. Her eyes widened when it touched the back of her throat, but she had already done this before. She wasn't prepared back then, but now, this was her second chance. She had enough experience to go beyond her mouth, and drink his dick down for real. She could feel the skin in her throat stretching as she slid down further his length. She no longer tasted the cinnamon ambrosia, but it made her body tingle all the same. Her mind felt trippy, shutting down anything she thought about, except to suck for dear life.

Another groan came again, but this time it meant a lot more than the steady stream of pre that he was providing. Mortoii clenched his pen as his tip expanded, letting ropes of cum shoot down and soak her throat. She pulled back up to catch the tail end of his orgasm in his mouth, using her tongue to lick the tip more. His orgasm unfortunately ended, but his cock was still as lively as ever. Her mouth had gotten a hearty dollop of cum, which she swirled around her tongue before swallowing down. It was no time to savor anything. Not that she would need to; she had all the time in the world to milk more semen out of him….

Time disappeared whlie she sucked cock. If she wasn't tuned in on the taste, she was pressing her nose against the base, getting up close and personal with his inguinal while reaching her tongue for the balls. The sun had gone down, and the moon had come up. Suddenly, the cock started leaving her mouth, along with the skirt that hid his view of the action. She strengthened her suction and licked one last time, getting a hosing down of cum that fell into her hair, and dripped down her face.

"Phooy, and here I thought tying up your hair would do something this time~" Mortoii said, looking at the slut of a college student holding her mouth open for the last drops of semen. His tail pushed Leana's cheek, turning her head towards the window toward their room. She could see the sparse clouds that dotted the night sky, and the moonlight striking all the townhouses and streets. She turned her head towards the bed, where a finished section worth of notes and a closed textbook laid in perfect condition. "Well then, thank you for your service~" Mortoii said, as if they had just finished a business deal. He hopped off the bed and started walking out until Leana suddenly grabbed his arm.

"What?" Both of them said simultaneously. Why am I doing this? Leana wondered. She looked towards his face for an answer, seeing him just as confused before he came to a realization. His mouth curled into a devious grin. He pushed her back onto the bed and flipped her over, pulling down her pants. Sure enough, her panties were thoroughly damp with her cum, with tendrils of the substance webbing up the view. "You poor thing! Why didn't you just tell me that you weren't satisfied?" Mortoii said, pulling down his lower clothing so his member was unobstructed.

"I...I…" truth be told, she didn't know. She had been cumming a quarter as much as she had made him cum, but she was so into it that she had completely ignored her body's needs. "Well, we can't leave you like this, now can we?" Mortoii said, aiming his lubed-up member near her pucker once more. In one thrust, he had sunk the entire thing in, making her moan like a wanton whore. She instantly climaxed in the face of it; the result of hours' worth of constant arousal. He watched her squirm and twitch while her pussy let out cum, making a mess of the bed and the floor below her. Her chest heaved, getting the first breath-fulls of fresh air in a long, long time.

She could feel his hand slowly curl around her shoulder. Mortoii licked her lips before starting his thrusting back up again, holding her still while he raked her asshole like a lockpicker. He could feel her ass pressing down on his cock, kissing it from all 360 degrees while thrusting into it. It was more of a hole he could love; a hole that had been shaped and molded by him, a perfect onahole for him to empty his bowels into. His pace picked up as he got into it, the lust from her body rubbing off on his own. He changed handholds, gripping her waist while pounding her ass with all his might. Her tongue laid on the bed; it was too much work for her to put it back in, less it came out again from the fuck barrage he unleashed on her. Both of them felt their orgasms rising, mutually pleasuring each other to the point where they were on the cusp of an orgasm.

"Fuck!~"

"Ahhhh!~"

They both moaned as they sunk his length into her depths, letting one last climax off inside her. His ass and legs clenched as pushed downward, determined to push his cock tip farther and farther until he was unloading directly into her colon.

"There…" the imp sighed, pulling his cock out of her asshole and backing up. Her anus was left slightly agape, with cum slowly oozing out to drip down her thighs and into her pants. Leana was left completely out of it, dazed and mumbling incomprehensibly. "That should do it for now," he said, his balls empty and his member now as limp as when they first started. He turned and started to head for the bathroom, but turned one last time. Leana had slid off the bed, turned to him and weakly held out hands for him to come back. "Come on," Mortoii said, picking her up effortlessly and carrying her in his arms.

"Ahhhh…."

"I know, you're a bit light in the head aren't you…"

"Ahhh…."

"I felt good too~"

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[Thanksgiving Weekend…]

"And that's how I met Girina!" Brad said, patting the hooded redhead in a full-body coat. He had been telling the story of how they met everyone at the dinner table, which was full of delicious food for everyone to enjoy. Girina, specifically, was dressed cozy, with fuzzy gloves that gripped the cup of cocoa in her hand. The lower part of her boots was visible under her coat, and a scarf lazily hung from her shoulders. She didn't react when he patted him, continuing to sip the drink down. "She is a bit bland, but I think we have a real connection."

"Doesn't she look like Mortoii?" Damien asked, noting the same feeling from her orange eyes. "Actually, isn't Mortoii a boy?"

"O.M.G, he's right. Is that a…" Becky started, about to start laughing with a mouthful.

"What?" Brad asked. "But she looks so much like a woman!"

"Just like Mortoii," Damien said.

"But her eyes are beautiful…"

"Just like Mortoii," Kaiden said.

"But she isn't a monster boy," Brad concluded. "Now how can you argue against that?" Girina put down her cup, grabbing Brad's hand and putting it on her hood.

"What? But…" Brad, in disbelief, pulled it down. Sure enough, two red horns protruded out forward, its base covered by thick strands of red hair. "What, did you lie about your name too?"

"Yes actually, it is Girin. I apologize," he stated, going back to his cup of cocoa. The three others laughed their lungs out, being careful not to end up spilling the food. "Guess I'm the butt of the joke now...where's Leana anyways?" Brad wondered.

"Ha, ooh, I'm gonna cry…" Becky said, wiping her eyes clean. "I don't know, she's probably just studying or something…"

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"It is a good thing you prioritize education. Means that they wouldn't suspect a thing, Mortoii said, finishing up his illusion of Leana studying behind the closed door. "Just a little insurance to ward off any curious eyes, isn't that right Leana?" He turned around to his mate, who was hogged tied on a very large purple and gold porcelain plate. She laid on her front; her legs were up and held up by ropes that were tied to her ankles and wrists. Her waist had been strapped down to the plate with more bundles of rope, and her mouth was gagged with corruption fruit; one inside, and one firmly pushed onto her teeth. Closing meant breaking the fruit against her teeth, and letting them fall out...well, there was already one more thing to plug her mouth~

"At first I thought the trip to my homeworld would be in vain, but this alone makes it worth it~" Mortoii said, walking around the bed to inspect her. She saw him lean forward, looking right into her eyes. "Mmmmf!"

"Whatever do you mean?~" Mortoii asked. "You agreed to this after all. To think, I can spend a whole weekend and change with you, tied up and gagged with aphrodisiac…:" He took a suspended hop over her to the closet, opening the door to a box that had been stashed in the recesses of her closet. He pooped open the lid and carried it out, revealing sex toys and objects that have been covered in gold and designed like art. "...I never knew you were an enthusiast for bondage."

"Mmmf!" Mortoii nodded, as if he understood what Leana was saying. "That's right Leana, you probably do regret it a bit. So why don't we get out of that mindset~" He took a dildo of the box, pressing against her pussy. "And a one, and a two, and a-"

A loud scream came from upstairs, sounding through the flooring down to the kitchen. "Is she watching a horror movie?" Becky wondered, eating her bowl of mac and cheese. "She should really turn it down."

"Oh no, I think I know this one," Girin said. "If I recall, there should be another scream right about…." More screaming came from upstairs right on cue. "Well then."

"Is this one Nightmare on Elm street?" Brad asked.

"What's Nightmare on Elm street?"

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[The Week before Finals….]

Leana sat before Mortoii, naked and with a bunch of writing in sharpie all over her body. Everyone had gone out, so she and Mortoii were out in the living room. She sat criss-cross, both holes stuffed with dildos while the imp stood lording above her. Behind him was a whiteboard, filled to the brim with questions from her classes. "Now, then, I hope you have prepared yourself well today."

"I have! Ask me a question already!~" Leana said, leaking pussy juices all over the floor in front of her. Mortoii nodded and quizzed on everything on the board, writing checkmarks each time she gave the correct letter. Whenever she got one wrong, he would turn on the dildos inside her, reminding her of the correct answer while she mewled like the pussy she was. It was a long agonizing half-hour, but soon enough, the board had run out of questions to keep Leana away from her prize. "That was better. You only missed a few across the board," Mortoii said, ruffling Leana's hair. She nuzzled vigorously and grabbed the hand, lewdly sliding her tongue against one of the fingers. "Oh right, your reward~" Mortoii lifted his skirt, showing the erection he had been keeping under his pantyhose. "Come and get it~"

She went up and pressed him against the whiteboard, getting a chuckle out of him as she practically tore the clothing off him. His cock sprung out, oozing the refreshing beverage she craved for so much. She enveloped his member in an instant, his shaft disappearing down the black hole that was her throat. Mortoii became hunched over, suppressing his urge to facefuck her while she gave him oral. His hand shook as she took it down the throat over and over, brushing her hair down like the coat on a cat. He came rather quickly, shooting his spunk into Leana's gullet. The girl, who had before could barely suck a cock without her gag reflex kicking in, looked up at him with heart eyes as she effortlessly drank everything that came out of his urethra. He looked back down, with weary eyes that had been caught off guard the moment her lips closed around his shaft.

Ding dong. The bell of the door rang, interrupting their moment of tranquility. "You should answer that," Mortoii advised, going invisible. Leana ran upstairs and put on a sweater that seemed to cover all the graffiti on her legs, wiped her mouth, then went to answer the door. "Oh, it's the mailman," she said. "Don't mind the graffiti Larry, it's just uhh…"

"Oh no I get it," Larry said through his handlebar mustache. "Daughter loves the marker. Just gotta look back on childhood memories right?" He said, also seeing the blush on her face. "Hey, are you…"

"Fever? No, no, I was just uh-aii!" Leana said, getting cut off by a grab of her ass. "I was just…."

"Oh! No need to tell me! You have an itch that wouldn't stop bugging you either?" Larry said, chuckling. She always thought he sounded like what a guy would sound like in those old 1900s silent films.

"I guess you could say that…" she said, shuddering when she felt a tongue sliding across her labia.

"Well then, there must be a bad itch!" Larry said, setting the box down. "Well, here's your delivery. Bad dragon aye?"

"Why did you r-read the title?" Leana's eye twitched haphazardly, reacting to all the teasing Mortoii was doing to her. If only he will leave…..

"You do realize it's there in giant letters, and the logo. I can't read the address without noticing. Besides, my wife gets em all the time! Makes for some fun nights. You do anything with them?"

"J-just things!" Leana said, shrieking when an invisible cock suddenly thrusted up her ass. The dildo fell out of her pussy, landing with a wet plap on the ground. Larry looked at it wide-eyed, a blush coming on that not even that manly and luxurious handlebar stash couldn't hide. "Oh, well...he, I'll uhh…"

"I'll sign!" Larry nodded and fumbled the rest of the mail out, handing the tablet to her to sign. Leana signed the best that she could, but that was a lot to ask for when there was a rigid pole spearing her insides. "Thank you again and I'm sorry!" Larry the mailman said, hurrying back to his delivery van while Leana finally collapsed on the ground. "L-let me close the door...p-please…" she moaned and begged, drooling saliva onto the pavement outside the entrance, but Mortoii was already balls deep inside her. She stared out into the street, praying no one was watching her. Her nethers grew hot with another orgasm, while he prepared to unload yet another shot of cum down her pucker…

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[The final day…]

Leana had been holding in her lust the entire day. It was the last day of classes, but all the fucking she and Mortoii had been doing had left her eternally horny. She swore the entire class could smell her. They could smell the lust that overpowered any amount of perfume that she drowned her skin in. The self-consciousness was eating away at her, and making her aroused…

"And lastly, before I let you all go," went her new professor. The last one had been gone for 'reasons' so a new one has subbed in for the rest of the semester. All the better too, since it meant an easier class. "I just want to let you know that all your grades are in now. If you have any questions, you know Mr. Zalaski's office hours...which are now my office hours. With that, have a great Christmas!"

Uncharacteristically, Leana was the first one out. She hurried down the steps of the building and bursted out through the double doors, clutching her belongings as she ran to the bus stop. She had a mile and a half of campus walkways to cover, but if she made it before the clock struck 2 pm, she could catch the earliest bus home. She checked her phone, seeing that it was 1:52. She had 8 minutes.

She couldn't get there soon enough. Her chest heaved and her body wanted to give up, but she willed herself forward with each step. She turned a corner, and there it was, a straight shot to the bus stop. 6 minutes had elapsed, and she still had the final stretch to cover. She needed to get on the bus. She needed to get home. Home was where cock was, home was Mortoii!

Her mind swirled with lewd as she kicked it into one last overdrive, still keeping hold of her stuff like a lion's maw on a captured zebra. The bus appeared, but she didn't give up. She waved her hand and signaled the bus to hold one while running full speed at it. The bus driver seemed to notice, but she didn't slow down until she was within jumping distance through the door. Only then did she relent and hop up the steps, showing the bus driver her bus pass then collapsing onto her seat.

She dragged herself off the bus once it arrived at her neighborhood, marching up to the door with every step that her burning lungs would muster. She had a long time before anyone would come home, and even longer if Becky had a party or two to pull out of her ass. She was all alone, and she knew it.

One last burst of energy propelled her up the stairs, slamming the door open to the imp that lazed about on her bed. He jerked his head toward her, not expecting her, nor anyone to come this early. "Hello Cutie. You are certainly home early," he commented, sitting up. He could see the lust on her face, the arousal that she had been building up, ever since she stepped out the door from her school. Her panting got heavier as she finally let go of her feelings, placing her hand over the navel of her pussy. "It burns…" she uttered. "It burns so much…"

"Is it already your winter break?" He checked the calendar, seeing the line of x's stop at the 15th. "Oh, it is! After the last week, it all started to meld together." She approached him with grabby hands, being stopped by his tail before she could get within range of his waist. "Oh no, not today~"

"But-"

"Heel~" the Imp said. Leana got down on her knees, feeling his foot press down on her forehead.

"I'll lick your foot if I have to! I've been horny the entire time, just please fuck me into the bed!~"

"....No." Leana's eyes narrowed in disbelief, not knowing where he was getting at. "Come on!"

"And I said No. It wouldn't work anymore," Mortoii said. "We're beyond what simple coitus could satisfy." Leana tilted her head, her mouth making a weird frown. "What?"

"Haven't you noticed that we have been going for longer?" Mortoii said. "Before, you would be lucky to last an hour. But now, I have to pull you off me before you miss vital hours of sleep."

"You don't have to pull me off you! I just….get into it," Leana said, her eyes darting away out of shame.

"I'm not calling you a slut Leana. Rather, I have one last proposal. One that benefits the both of us." Mortoii closed his eyes and took a deep breath, still holding Leana down with his leg. "I want us to marry."

"WHAT? I'm in college!?"

"And you won't be able to get through college if we stay like this. You need something stronger, something that will be able to satisfy you before you become eternally insatiable."

"Oh no, oh no no." Leana started scooting away, ending up against the wall while her hands covered her cunt. Contrary to her, her pussy seemed to be oozing, already wet in preparation for a real cock to go through. "I'm saving this for-"

"Someone special? And what would you call the last three months?" Mortoii said. Leana blushed and sighed. "C-can we at least use rubber?"

"It will not satisfy you either if we cannot be truly connected."

"Bullshit!"

"I didn't ask for this anatomy," he said, going over to sit down beside her. "Why are you worried? Isn't pregnancy a beautiful thing?"

"I….I'm just afraid."

"Of marriage or impregnation?"

"In general." She rested her head against his, being careful not to hurt something on his horns. "I'm just…I never thought about it until now. I always thought I was gonna be a Botanist...but now I'm hitching myself with a monster boy...wow, that sentence will probably never be repeated again." Mortoii chuckled, pulling himself and her upward. "So afraid of the future then."

"When did you become a psychologist?"

"I didn't. But, I can be your husband. You will never have to stop your livelihood completely. Not unless you wanted to. Because I'll be there for every step of the way."

"Well…"

"Come on, you're never going to say yes on your own unless I pin you down, no?" Leana nodding was all he needed. He laid her down on their bed and climbed over him, taking his seat down on her face. Leana, smushed under the musk from his balls, felt her loins flare up all over again. She pushed the panties off the cock, getting him ready while he gave her head on her pussy. Her pants and undergarments have been tossed to the corner, leaving an erect bean to lick and pinch between his gums. His fingers sunk inside her pussy, getting a nice coating by the time he pulled them out. "You have gotten so wet over time…"

"Mmmph-" she answered back, occupied with the cock in her mouth. She held it like a dog would hold a stick, sliding herself down and back up the shaft before taking it back inside her mouth. He smiled and pulled away, drops of lube falling back down as it rose away from her mouth. He did a 180 on top of her, becoming face to face with his soon to be wife. She nervously chuckled while his tip rubbed her pussy, leaking pre all over her labia. His tail wrapped around her leg, chaining them together in sex and marriage.

"I love you~" Mortoii said one last time, wiggling his tip against her pussy. Her mouth moved to say the three words back, but was slowly made into a cooing 'o' as her folds were finally parted by his hot rod. He came across a particularly tight bit early on, slowly putting more force against his push until jumped forward, sinking halfway into her pussy. Leana moaned, the pleasure at her core spreading to her extremities. "I don't think I heard that," Mortoii said, sinking his length farther now that her virginity was taken. The uneven surfaces were even better in here than her pucker, aided by the constant fem-juices that steamed off his cock. "May you repeat that?~"

"I-I lo-" his lips closed around hers before she could finish, tasting the mouth that had treated his genitals with so much love. Their tongues mashed and swapped saliva, Leana holding his waist down to her front while his tail coiled harder into her modest thighs. It left little room for his cock to move, but it was all the better; he could enjoy the slow squeezing of her pussy, and relax himself in the slow and lewd massage that his shaft got. His hands reached up to fondle her breasts, squeezing moans out of her each time she groped a titty. His hips started moving once he had had enough, making a wet plap each time their crotches met. He pulled his lips away, getting a feisty bite from her before his tongue could retreat back to his mouth. "Kinky~"

"Thank you, love~"

"Leana, you can call me your husband~" he assured, ramping his thrusts up. His cock was getting closer to her cervix with each hump, spreading around pre that intermingled with her secretions and made them both sensitive. Her head sat against the bed, huffing each breath as her orgasm welled up inside her. Her pussy squeezed tighter around his cock, squelching and squirting out sexual fluids against head and skin.

"Mor….Hu-husband, I'm about to, aii!" Mortoii pulled out, lifting her legs and folding them over her body. He came back down in a rapid mating press, gritting his teeth as he pounded every inch of her pussy. Leana could only moan louder; any leverage she had was taken away in an instant, made to be a woman that could only stare and watch as his balls prepared the first load to defile her womb. Her eyes felt like they wanted to roll back, with her pussy clenching and spasming from the jolts that went up her spine.

"Take it….and bare my children!~" Mortoii yelled, pressing into her pussy one last time. He pushed through her pussy, finally hitting her cervix. His climax now had an undisturbed journey into her womb, hot ropes of cum spraying her uterus for the first time. It was too much for Leana to bear, cumming hard while femcum dripped and squirted out onto their crotches. His eyes were stuck looking up, her entire body paralyzed while spunk filled her womb hole. It overflowed farther into her reproductive organs, before overflowing out and littering the bed with the final evidence of their newfound love that was months in the making.

His cock spurted one last glob of semen before he collapsed on top of her, exchanging kisses one last time. "I was teasing before...but I'll let you talk now~" he said, out of breath. Leana was worse off; yelling and moaning for a while had left her light-headed, and twitching at the slightest movement inside her snatch. "I...I love you~"

"I love you too~"

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They later sat huddled up together, cozy and sharing a blanket while watching the food network. "I see what you mean," Leana said, sniffing her wrist.

"About the recipe?"

"No, about the sex. It really did take all the lust away, although I feel full...and dirty." She looked down at her crotch, pinching the skin where her womb was when she saw a strange tattoo on her navel. It was a purple thorny vine that took the shape of a heart, complete with a set of cute-looking horns and wings. She felt a warmth spread through her each time she poked and rubbed it, eliciting a sigh. She wondered if she ovulating, or something else weird, but that was a question for later.

"Oh, you'll get used to it. I'll be giving you cum almost daily," Mortoii said, taking a chance to get to check out her womb tattoo as well. He smiled, loving how she got more docile and calm each time he poked the center. "Your mark came in nicely~"

"Mark?"

"The symbol of our marriage. I might have given you a bite or two," he admitted. Leana brushed away her hair, feeling bite marks and hickeys on her neck.

"Two would be an understatement…"

"As long as we're together, it will keep you a fine broodmother," he said. The word sounded so appealing to her now, popping out babies for her imp husband...that was probably the womb tattoo talking. She looked back at the tv, rewrapping the blanket around them. "So, cooking…"

"You know when I said that we couldn't use protection?"

"You lied?"

"Of course not. It wasn't out of the question, but it would just prolong the lust gathering inside you. And demonic energy."

"What?"

"Answers for later. But yes cooking, we were watching that."

"Yeah….hey."

"Yes?"

It's meh. Can we watch Battlebots?"

"No, this is a perfectly nice and serene channel to cuddle to."

"But it's Tuesday and Tombstone is on right now. I made a bet with some classmates..."

"What is a tombstone?"