Delia on the streets (open)

((it's been a while!!!))

Delia arched her back (or its rough equivalent in her distorted body) at the caress and encouraging wings. "Mmmm, that's good," she purred, her claws raking softly over his back in passion, leaving shallow scratches.

She would tighten her hold around his legs, looking to bend him backward into falling and mounting him, letting her pump harder into him as gravity helped her position. Blanketed in his wings, Delia would run her hands up his chest and pinch teasingly at his nipples. "Who's a good little prey? So juicy and defenseless and weak..." It was only about half a taunt, at least a part of it seeming to be dirty talk for her (and possibly Alamir).

Alamir arousal went more intense, together with his helplessness while Delia started riding him in such a sexually dominating position. Now his wings spread apart as he arched his back and moaned, istinctively flexing his glutes which caused his hot rod to penetrate her deeper.
"N-Nnnhhh..." he squirmed feebly, as if a part of him was trying to fight against his fate but was too weak to possibly succeed.

"Haaaaa," Delia panted, leaning into Alamir as her pussy parted and quivered around his penetrating manhood. "Good, baby," she whispered, nail tips digging a centimeter or so under the skin of his back as she gripped him uncontrollably. Her coils tensed, especially around Alamir's lower body, as her pussy muscles contracted and her clitoris throbbed against his hard cock. "Fuck me," she whispered, weak and distant as her eyes glazed, all as if in a dream. "Deeper... harder... fucking do it or I SWEAR I'll eat you alive."

She drooled on the shoulder she leaned into, though whether it was out of threatening hunger or sexual bliss was surprisingly unclear.

With his eyes not locked into her stare anymore, Alamir was trying to slowly get out of Delia's hypnotic grip. Though, getting out of her lustful coils was another matter.

He moaned and groaned feebly as her coils compressed his abs, making it so hard to take a breath, and with her pussy capturing him into a deeper erotic trap.
"ohhhhh..." he made out, arching his back muscles as he rocked his hips against hers, and his eyes started glowing yellow.

"Yes. yes! Keep going!" she gasped, hips pumping like a jackhammer's pace. Her nether coils clenched around him as her lips quivered and she leaned her head back, fiery hair spilling out and nipples scraped up Alamir's chest as she screamed.

Her cum poured out as she shuddered from head to toe, her every coil tensing for another moment or two before loosening on the bleeding, breathless chimera.
"Ohhhhh WOW!" she blurts, her coils nearly falling apart and moreso leaning into Alamir, barely a loop or two around him left and her body in a more or less human shape again. "Verrrry good, angel pie..." she purred obliviously.

Alamir was very close to reach his climax, and felt like about to pass out as well, but he seemed to go more and more energic as lust overcame his mind. His eyes were now a strange yellow with vertical pupils, as his demonic self emerged.

"Hmmm... glad that you like.." he murmured in a low tone as he gripped Delia's neck and kissed her deeply, unexpectedly going harder and faster with his hips-thrusting.

Delia let out a loud hiss at his suddenly restored energy and passion. "Mmm, still alive after all," she cackled between their lips, biting at his lip playfully. A bit dazed from her enormous orgasm, she'd let him more or less have his way with her right now. She'd throw her head back suddenly as his thrusts penetrated her deep and hard, hammering her sensitive pussy with a demonic ferocity that she couldn't deny as incredible.

"Nrrrr...". Confident in his restored strenghts thanks to his demonic aura, Alamir gave a lick to Delia's lips in response and kept going with his heated passion, gripping Delia's hips to give her deeper and harder thrusts, getting so close to his own climax now.

Delia writhed beneath him in her unusually fluid manner, hips thrusting rhythmically into his as she threw her head back, a moan turning into a quiet howl of pleasure as she clawed playfully but significantly at his back, urging him deeper and harder intisde her.

Lost in mindless lust, Alamir pushed Delia down on her back and kept ravishing her, until he finally built up another huge climax. With a satisfied loud moan, he gave another deep thrust into her and lovebited her neck, giving into intense pleasure as he shot his heated semen into her.
"HNRHHHHHH...."