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Chapter 37 - Chapter 36: Arbok's Reward [P5]

MEANWHILE...

Lopunny sat nearby on the soft grass, legs folded comfortably beneath her, body relaxed as she leaned back a little.

Her eyes stayed fixed on us with a soft, happy glow, brown and warm, full of quiet affection.

Her left paw rested lightly between her thighs, fingers moving in slow, lazy circles over her own slick pussy.

The brown fur of her inner thighs framed her swollen pink lips perfectly, already glistening again as her arousal built from watching us.

Every time Arbok's head bobbed and sucked my cock deeper, or when I moaned against her tail, Lopunny's breath hitched softly.

Her ears twitched forward, cheeks flushing a deeper pink, and her fingers moved a little faster, pressing gently, circling her clit, then dipping just inside with quiet, needy hums of "Lopuu~♡".

She wasn't jealous at all.

She was enjoying every second, seeing me lost in pleasure, seeing Arbok finally get the reward she had earned.

It made her happy in a deep, warm way.

Her free paw reached out and rested lightly on my arm, squeezing gently now and then, like she was sharing the moment with us, as if my tongue on Arbok was somehow touching her there too.

Warm.

Proud.

Completely hers, even while she shared.

Arbok's low hiss mixed with my muffled moans, the air thick with heat and scent: musky, wild, sweet all at once.

It felt strange and overwhelming at first, but so good.

Her wild taste filled my mouth, earthy and primal, different from anything I'd known before.

Her tight mouth wrapped around me, warm and slick, pulling me deeper with every slow bob of her head.

Everything built slow and steady, pleasure rising like a tide I couldn't fight.

My hips bucked once on their own, a deep groan vibrating straight into her pussy.

The sound made her body shudder above me, her coils tightening just a little in response, like for some reason Arbok loved the feeling of Ryan losing control.

Her tongue curled tighter, forked tip flicking faster, urging me on.

We were lost in it now, both of us, moving together, breathing together, pleasure building higher with every shared moan and shiver.

Nothing else existed.

Just her.

Just this.

Just the slow, perfect climb toward release.

My tongue pushed deeper inside her, curling and pressing against the smooth, rippling walls as far as I could reach, feeling her wetness flood my mouth in hot, thick waves.

My hands gripped the cool scales on the outside of her tail, fingers spreading them gently to hold her open, letting me thrust my tongue even deeper, soft and insistent, tasting every clench and shiver.

Her pussy contracted hard around me, muscles squeezing in rhythmic pulses that pulled at my tongue like she never wanted to let go.

Arbok's mouth was different from anything I'd felt before… a long, smooth tunnel of warm, wet heat with no end.

There was no resistance, no limit, just an endless, slick embrace that pulled me deeper with every gentle movement of her head.

Her throat flexed in soft, rolling waves, warm and smooth, swallowing again and again until my cock was buried deep inside her every time.

The tongue stayed curled underneath, flicking the head lightly in teasing little touches, even as her muscles rippled around the base in slow, steady pulses that felt like they were drawing me in forever.

It was tight, hot, endless, warmth wrapping me completely, saliva thick and slick, creating pure, enveloping pressure that made my whole body shake with every breath.

The faster I licked and thrust into her, the tighter her throat gripped me in response, a desperate, perfect loop that sent waves of pleasure racing through us both, building higher and hotter with every shared movement.

Neither of us wanted it to stop.

It felt like we could stay like this forever, lost in the heat and rhythm, completely connected…

As time passed in that haze of shared warmth, Arbok and I could no longer hold back.

Her pussy clenched hard around my tongue in fierce, rhythmic pulses, squeezing, pulling, gripping me like she never wanted me to stop.

A warm rush of transparent fluid suddenly poured out, flooding over my lips and chin in a sweet, musky wave.

It was thicker and creamier now, coating my mouth in slick, warm heat.

The rest spilled over,dripping slowly down my chin and neck in little warm trails.

Every drop made the moment feel closer,

more raw, more intense.

Her whole body shivered and shook above me, every inch of her trembling softly like she couldn't hold it in anymore.

A long, low moan slipped out of her "aaar~♡" deep and rumbling from her chest, full of pure bliss.

The pleasure kept washing over her in slow, warm waves that seemed to last forever, making her breathe heavy and melt right into the feeling.

The taste flooded me, wild and intoxicating, her wetness warm and plentiful as her clenches grew stronger, then slowly eased, leaving her body soft and relaxed against my mouth.

She had finally let go.

And it was beautiful.

At that instant, my hips bucked upward involuntarily, a deep, muffled groan vibrating straight into her as everything inside me surged and released.

My cock throbbed powerfully in the wet heat of her mouth, swelling even thicker with each heartbeat, the veins pulsing hard against her coiled tongue.

Thick ropes of white-hot semen erupted deep into her throat, pulse after pulse of hot, creamy liquid flooding her in heavy, generous waves, warm and rich, spilling in such large amounts that it felt endless.

She swallowed eagerly around me, her throat rippling in long, smooth waves, gulping down every thick spurt without hesitation.

Her tongue stroked me slowly, milking every last drop while the warmth coated her inside.

I swallowed instinctively in return, drinking her sweet release in big, slow gulps, my neck tilting back as the warm muskiness slid down my throat.

A soft, happy hiss escaped her, vibrating gently against my still-hard cock.

She gave one last slow lick, cleaning me tenderly, before her coils loosened just enough to let us breathe easier.

Our bodies stayed locked together, trembling softly in the afterglow.

Arbok's long form draped over me, warm and heavy in the best way.

We were perfectly spent, tangled in each other, hearts slowing together in the quiet warmth.

Lopunny let out a small, contented sigh nearby, curling closer to us both.

Everything now felt close, and completely right.

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