Blindspot

Just what else does she want to do with my dick in the name of science? At this point, I wouldn't even be surprised if I woke up one day in an ice-filled bath tub and found my dick lying on a plate right next to me.

And there hear Astrid say, 'It's for science' with a pair of bloody scissors in her hands.

I'm guessing the reason she was being so open about her desires, when girls her age would usually be quite reserved because they were afraid of how others would see their views, is because of the increase in her bloodline power, which in turn triggered her primal instincts to spread her race.

This instinct of hers would make her much more open to sexual activities, even if she were an inexperienced little girl who's normally embarrassed at the thought of the birds and bees.

But this instinct will only awaken if she truly trusts her partner and has enough affection for him to be able to cross that threshold and break the seals she has in her Bloodline.

So if she only treated me as an acquaintance, close friend, or even a member of her family, she wouldn't expose her true desires to me and would dare to say the things she's saying now.

It was similar to how a very close couple would be able to tell their deepest secrets and desires that they wouldn't be able to share with their friends or family, knowing the other person would still love them for who they are and wouldn't judge.

But we definitely weren't a couple and couldn't be one because of the responsibilities I have with my bloodline, which restrict me from being in a monogamous relationship.

But I would also say that even if we weren't a couple, we had much more magical and romantic relationships, as our meeting could be considered fate between our bloodlines that have been established since the end of time.

"No. It's not because I'm afraid you'll bite my penis, which I also beg you don't do no matter how it feels like a sausage."

"But it's because I'm afraid of what your tongue can do to my dick." I told her the reason I was afraid of her extracting the sample herself.

"My tongue? What can my tongue do to hurt your penis? It's not like it's strong enough to choke out your penis like a lamia's tongue can."

Eh? A lamia's tongue can do that? I need to check it out myself to see if it's true when I get the chance later.

"You might not be able to strangle it to death. But you can definitely scrape the skin off until I wish I were dead with that tongue of yours." I said, which made her understand what I was talking about.

"Hold up now. My tongue may be coarser than average and may not feel as good. But it definitely won't cause your skin to peel off, right?" She said, a little indignantly, that I was slandering her tongue.

"Hmm...Maybe you're right, and I'm actually overthinking this." I said to myself, thinking I was a little too cautious since it involved the safety of my dick.

The pain wasn't really the issue. But it was the fact that my penis would get disfigured that scared me since I would be meeting a lot of other girls in the future. And I can't have it look like it just survived a war and barely escaped death.

"It did feel quite rough when I rubbed it with my fingers. But I don't really know if it's rough enough to deal some actual damage." I said, wondering if her tongue was as dangerous as I think it is.

"Then why don't we just test it to see if it can work out or not?" Astrid seemed to have come up with a way to find out.

"How would we do that?"

"It's simple. How about I give you a lick down there, and you can tell me if it feels uncomfortable or  not?"She said, as she looked at the tip of my dick.

"A-A lick? Down there?" I was baffled at her solution, to which she nodded.

"I mean, I guess that could work. But you have to make sure that you don't apply too much pressure, just in case it actually has the ability to remove a layer of skin." I said, still a little afraid of what her tongue could do.

"Of course. I'll just give a small lick at the tip." She looked a little excited that I agreed to her suggestion.

She then looked at my willy hanging in front of her face and grabbed the middle of it with her cold and slender fingers and lifted it up until the tip was right next to her lips.

She looked at the bulbous tip intensely, as if she felt a little intimidated by its mere presence, and gulped at its weird shape.

She didn't seem satisfied with simply looking at it, as she moved her fingers up my penis until they reached all the way up to the tip, where she gently ran her fingers across its outer groove and then gave it a little squeeze to see if it felt the same as the rest of my penis.

She didn't manage to properly squeeze it the first time since she could just barely wrap all her fingers around. But after circling her fingers around the tip and squeezing it part by part since she couldn't squeeze it in its entirety, she seemed to be satisfied with the results she got and finished her examination.

After giving the tip a good check, she finally brought her lips closer to my dick with resolve in her eyes, even though she still seemed a little embarrassed and stuck out her tongue that looked fleshy and pale pink in colour.

Lick~

And then, with one clean swipe from the bottom of my tip to the outermost point, she gave my penis a lick that resembled someone licking an ice cream.

At first, when her tongue touched the bottom of my tip, it actually felt really good and was a little different from how a normal tongue would feel. The sensation her tongue felt was quite numbing, as if a soft sponge that was filled to the brim with gel was gently rubbed against your skin. And it was even a little ticklish.

But as she started to drag her tongue upwards to give me a proper lick, I started to feel a little pain down there as her tongue, which initially felt good, started to feel like light sandpaper that was being scraped against.

It hurt a decent amount, as if a plate scrubber was being rubbed on the tip. But what hurt even more was the fact that I was true and her tongue was actually quite dangerous.

Although it may not have caused any permanent damage now, it could definitely scrape a layer if she applied enough pressure. Especially with the back of her tongue, which was much more coarse.

"How was it? Does it hurt?" Astrid asked as she looked up at me while licking her lips, savouring the taste of my dick, which she didn't seem to really mind.

"You'll know if you look at the place you licked me." I said with a wry smile on my face.

Astrid looked down to see the place I mentioned, only to find that specific place, which was glossy from her saliva, was very light red in colour unlike the rest of the structure, which had a darker tone.

Not only did I feel the pain, it also left a shallow mark on my dick like I was expecting.

"Ah! I didn't mean to leave a mark like this." Astrid said, panicking when she saw the light scrape. 

She then looked up at me with a guilty look on her face, and while she gently massaged the area around the reddish with her finger, she asked 

"Did it hurt?"

She seemed really uneasy and looked like she was lamenting over what she had done. I didn't want to make her feel bad anymore, so I said

"No. Not at all. It just felt a little ticklish."

"Really? Are you sure you're not lying to make me feel bad?" 

She guessed correctly.

"Of course. Do you think that small little tongue of yours can do damage to my mighty tank?" I said, puffing out my chest in a haughty manner.

"But it did do damage to you." Astrid said, feeling a little better after she saw me acting like usual.

"T-That's because you hit my blindspot!"

"Even the strongest of tanks have a weak area that could lead to my downfall!" I dramatically made an excuse, which made her smile, which in turn made me heave a sigh of relief seeing that she wasn't feeling down anymore.