The Serpentine Bodyguard Pt. 02

"Mmhmm... c' mere." Hssara gently pulled him down onto her, guided his head to rest between her breasts, and then hugged his warm body close with one hand in his hair, soaking up his warmth skin-to-scales. He still had her tail wrapped about his lower half, allowing her to embrace him head-to-toe as he continued humping. After the day's events, after both falling apart and being pieced back together by each other, after realizing how much of a death grip ADVENT had on them both, it felt liberating to just make love like no one was watching. Clark was oh-so-warm, and with all the motion under the covers, things were only getting warmer. "Ahhhh, chuc kolhos..."

While he had a mammal's biology to keep him toasty, Clark instead appreciated the angelic smoothness of Hssara's scales, how her leaking fluids and his sweat worked to make them nigh-frictionless under his thrusts. As icing on the cake, he had his head nestled up against Hssara's soft chest, and resting his head on the goddess's bosom felt terrific. "Oh, goddess," he quietly moaned, "It's so... wet, and warm, and... mmf..."

It took a second for said goddess to realize he was talking about her, and she couldn't help but crack an amused grin at his deluded worship. "Shhhh, just enjoy," she whispered, "Your goddess commands it."

In silent acknowledgment, Clark relaxed his head against her and continued humping away, filling the air with the soft sounds of shifting sheets and squelching juices. Each thrust of his rubbed right up against a familiar nub, causing Hssara to light up in just the right way, and after ten minutes of slow, passionate lovemaking, her own moans were joining the symphony of sounds. She seemed to clench around his whole body in rhythm with his movement, pushing back on inward strokes and pulling back when he retreated, amplifying the already astronomical pleasure coursing through his nerves... but it didn't seem to compare to whatever his goddess was experiencing. Another potent climax was building in her loins, and this time, Clark got to watch as pleasure overcame her features.

"Oooohh, tejoasa..." she moaned, "Gonna... gonna... ahhhh!" It wasn't nearly the explosive sensation of her previous orgasm, but the surging pleasure still made her squirm and squeeze Clark with both arms and tail. The human slowed down just a bit to smoothly ride her through it, but once it began fading, he started right back up again, his strokes dulled somewhat by the refractory haze. "Are you close?" Hssara asked after a bit, knowing her human lover didn't usually hold out much longer than her... and his drug-addled mind deserved a chance to focus on its own pleasure.

"Close?" Clark paused for a second before realizing what she meant. "I... not really..."

He thought Hssara would be disappointed or annoyed, but instead, she appeared curious. "Really? Not at all?"

"Well... no." He'd paused in his thrusting, remaining fully sheathed as shame began to creep into his mind. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No, of course not," the viper cooed, absolving him with a gentle stroke of his hair. "Just keep going until you want to stop... those drugs must have some pretty potent side effects, and I don't want you to feel left out."

Clark nodded, then resumed his rhythmic motions, and while it still felt absolutely heavenly, he couldn't feel much of that familiar pressure in the base of his groin. Maybe there was something wrong with him... or maybe he'd been blessed to better please the goddess. With that thought in mind, he gradually regained his former zealous enthusiasm, and a few minutes later, his tip was massaging Hssara's g-spot in all the right ways.

It didn't take long for Hssara to fully recover from her last orgasm, and as she did, she felt halfway down the path to a second. Her human lover was just so dauntless, continuing on without the slightest sign of exhaustion or worry, and after a few minutes more, she came again. Her nethers pulsed, her body shivered, her tail squeezed, but Clark was still going strong when the explosive bliss faded. At first, she expected him to finish shortly after, or at the very least some sign of fatigue, but as a third wave of ecstasy began building, she resolved to see how far her human lover could take her into the realms of pleasure. As the night wore on and the symphony of sounds continued, her body shuddered with a third climax, then a fourth, and then a fifth, each draining more and more vigor from her already exhausted mind. By the sixth, she felt only half-conscious, but she still noticed as Clark began to finally tense up on top of her, his thrusts slowing as a guttural moan left his lips. "That's it," she whispered, "Let it all out..."

In Clark's hazy mind, he could feel something cataclysmic building, something beyond the holy pleasures of screwing a goddess, something that made his whole body tense with anticipation. He didn't know if such a feeling was a bad omen, but as Hssara whispered in his ear, he decided it was worth the risk. He let out a moan as his thrusting faltered, his resolve broken by the impending climax, and then the pressure came flooding forth. All he could do was hold on tight as his body emptied his sticky load straight into her womb, shooting the gooey ropes with the force of a fire hose for almost a full minute.

Hssara could feel his spunk fill her to the brim before spilling out onto her scales, glazing both their groins in a sticky mixture of their combined fluids, and she did her best to squeeze all she could while holding Clark tight. The poor human shuddered as if possessed, moaning and gasping as untold pleasures surged through his nerves, hugging onto her scaly body like she was his anchor to reality... and then, his muscles swiftly went slack. His head slumped onto her chest as the rest of him relaxed in her grip, and Hssara couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. "Mmmmm, that looked fun," she sleepily chuckled, "But... Clark?"

It was then that she heard the human's heart rapidly slowing, and as she looked over his limp form, she realized he'd fallen asleep. It seemed that great pleasure came with great consequences, and after everything he'd managed to do under the new venom's influence, it seemed his mind had now paid the price.

The viper's mind briefly pondered all the mess they'd left under the covers, all the sweat and jizz and vaginal fluid staining the previously immaculate cloth, but as fatigue tugged at her conscious mind, Hssara decided they could clean it up in the morning. She simply pulled the covers up a bit over Clark's back, adjusted his head between her breasts so that they were both comfortable, then relaxed back onto the pillows with her arms still around her lover. "Goodnight, Clark," she quietly whispered, "I love you..."

And with that, she too succumbed to sleep's cozy embrace amidst the moist aftermath of their rutting.

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