𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓷𝓪𝓴𝓮.

Flicking her tongue out at the reader.

" Something grabbing your attention,
dearest [ READER ] ~ ? "

Her eyes watered from lack of air and the entirety of his length sliding into her tight snatch, struggling to adjust to it. Meanwhile, her face went from red to purple with slobber running down her chin from her jaw being stuck open and desperately trying to inhale.

"Gllk...hlk..n-not weak.."

Gag.

He'd been holding her throat in that firm grip for long enough that her face was going from red to purple, drooling with choked groans that were probably music to his ears.
(If anything he should squeeze more)

With those spread thighs, she tries shutting them again, squirming defeatedly more after.

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"Mmhhhllhk.."

She gagged again into the kiss, this time with her tongue spilling forward as he gripped her throat, her palms shakily reaching to grab at and pull at the forearm of the hand choking her.

Her hips and thighs squirmed and struggled, rubbing into him here and there...

A soft gag, eyes opening and then rolling up a little while groaning and shuddering
Being pulled into the kiss more cut a lot more air out of the equation and left her emitting semi-choked grunts here and there.

Maybe he should just grab that throat. It'd make her hips writhe and grind against him.

Her tail curled and her claws pushed at him while she stood with her thighs quivering.
With how he was kissing her, it was like she couldn't pull away! Breathing was also getting hard, feeling his tongue dominate her mouth and make her drool.

"Mmf..mn.."

He should grip and yank her closer...

Her curvy, thick body squirmed in his arms when he started grabbing and feeling it up, back arching out towards him unintentionally as she felt him squeeze at her scaly chest.

The poor snake's thighs shut and she gripped at his shoulders, moaning embarrassedly at the deep kiss.

"Mm-mmnghgnn..."

A harpy, huh?

Birds are tasty-
And she could use a snack right now.

"Guilt is a set of fangs to one's throat."
Name: Itha Vellora Stra
Species: Harpy
Subspecies: Warwing
Age: 20
Height: 4'10
Weight: 96lb
Sex: Female
Class: Barbarian (Zealot)
Guild: The Broken Wings
"And it's been clenched around mine for years."

"Mgnh...n-no fair..."

With all this tongue action, she was left stuttery and flustered.

And quite drooly-

"Hmmnph.."

Take notice on how she didn't answer him. Too flustered and pouty.

"You got your d-dog slobber on me.."

She says with a furrowed brow, pouting at him before hissing again.

This time some fangs were shown.

"Now don't go playing dumb.."

"Mmghf...h-heyy..."

He got drool on her mouth..
Now she's embarrassed.

Hiiiiisss. Does a tongue flick with it.

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"Aa...augh..."

Her head tilted back and she tried to keep away from him as he slid his hands onto her reddening, drooly face.

"Ghh...noh...a-ahghh-"

Squirming harder, feet paws batting at the ground below as airflow remains cut off, resulting in harder, exhausted squirms.

"Ngh,, f-fuuuck...."

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Someone's hands should be on her throat.

Squeeze until she stops fighting back. <3

"𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖚𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗
𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖍.
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𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖜𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖍."

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She fights it a little but ultimately he ends up with her arms bound into the coils and can sit and squeeze on her.

"Gggfhlk...mmn...mg.."

Trying to squirm, moaning out and groaning with the constricting that was squishing her poor body.

"A-aack..."

Constriction is a new one, the snake-like tail coiling up her body had her squirming in place, grasping and tugging desperately.

Then those growls slowly change into choked noises as the tail finds her throat, eyes going wide and face turning red.

"H-hlllkkhh..."

Starts grabbing at it...

It's ah, less if she would like to be and more that she SHOULD be.

How is she not being strangled right now??

" I'm literally going to beat your ass and throw you in a ditch. "

She takes pride in being relatively strong for her size , pushing the other further against the wall with a blushy , hella creepy smile.

Brushes against her torso , grasping her. ~

" I've been dying to be able to meet you up close ,
face to face -

I've. . .
Been following you for so long ~ "

Of course she was going to try?
She looks terrified as he steps closer , eyes wide and teeth bared as she goes to stick it right in.

" S - stay away from me! "

She stabbed , but it didn't do anything ??

Her eyes widen.
A twinge of fear coursing through at the drop of her name.

" How do you. . . . - "

Now she's back away , clutching the knife a little tighter.

" Did someone hire you? "