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The Gorgon's Head	By : DrkVrtx Category: +G through L > Kid Icarus Views: 8624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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There is the smell of blood, of sweat and of sex, all of which mingle in the air and sting his nostrils. The tang is thick, potent, even more so because this place has not known his presence for so long. It saturates his senses, tightening the angel's chest and knotting uncomfortable twists into his stomach. Pit hates it. The smell sickens him and his face contorts, mouth curled and eyes fiery. And so the rhythm of his hips is telling of his disgust, hard and violent. He gives no quarter, does not let up. Pit stabs forward, splitting open full pale lips.
Hot, masculine flesh, rigid as steel, plunges into the goddess' mouth. Pit robs Medusa of her voice, quelling her tongue and pressing to the back of her throat. He shoves deeper, grinds rights to the very hilt. The angel Palutena adores is not the one that steps foot inside this vault. That angel is kind, gentle, patient, selfless; now, with a man's desire burning so within him, Pit is no longer any of these things. Desperate need makes an ugly creature of him, but he does not waste a single thought on it. He has every right to this.
A man takes what he wants.
Medusa struggles in the beginning. It has been some time and Pit wishes not to spend more of it making introductions. The wet, sloppy sound of her throat working to accommodate him is near perfection. The sensation is even better. Kohl-rimmed eyes enlarge as he penetrates her lips. She tries to expel him. Her severed neck bulges and contracts. Blood flows thickly across pure marble. A dozen jaws snap at him as Pit winds his fingers into her hair. He growls back at the serpent crown, eyes black, drawn narrow when he scowls. Candlelight bathes the pedestal as a dozen cowards slink low into Medusa's thick, tangled locks.
The goddess more than makes up for her inadequacy, however. Her bruised throat relaxes and pale cheeks hollow out as she engulfs him. She takes him deep, runs her tongue along every inch of his manhood, so far as to reach the twin shapes at its very base. Pit does not seek to comprehend the organ. Medusa can wrap it fully around him. It is enough to know that she can and the goddess understands how much he enjoys it. He no longer needs to teach her, voice strained and fierce, fists tight in her hair when she is slow to learn.
Pit emerges wetly from her lips, breath loud and burdened. His member twitches, lathered with saliva and pulsing with impatience. Medusa is smiling with her eyes, the smallest curve to her mouth. He snarls as she looks up at him. Pit can feel the words taking shape on her lips. They would serve a much better purpose being wrapped around his cockhead. That's how he likes to finish, an eager goddess' tongue and mouth working the sensitive, engorged flesh for his seed. And when he feels that prophetic spike of pleasure, Pit slams his hips forward and bows over with a strong, melodious groan as he buries himself inside her.
"Mmm…" Medusa spits him out as the angel wilts, but dips her tongue to the corners of her mouth and chin to retrieve his essence. "Too long, my darling! Too long have you denied me thissss."
Swallowing air, Pit steps back on wobbling legs. He leaves the circle of candlelight, breathing hard enough for the both of them to hear it. His eyes are fastened to the goddess as she slowly traces her tongue over glistening, swollen lips and hums throatily. But his desire is spent and the angel will dwell here not a moment longer. The serpents rise from the depths of Medusa's locks and slink their heads along her cheek, tongues flitting in search for that which her own has missed. His stomach churns and Pit grabs at his displaced chiton.
"You depart, little angel? Won't you linger a while?"
It is as if she has not spoken at all.
"Come now, treat me not with ssssilence. I hunger for you, Pit. I want more."
He looks up in an instant, gaze sharp. "You don't make demands of me, snake."
Demure, Medusa lowers her eyes. "Forgive me," she speaks softly. "It is only that you do not appear wholly fulfilled, my darling."
Pit takes pause. "What?"
"I see it in your eyes. I feel how deeply you ache, with the fire of a man's need," the goddess whispers to him. He must lean in to catch her words. "But though I wish I could, I cannot give you true satisfaction."
"What are you talking about, Medusa?" Pit says, pulling his robe around himself. He cautions himself that her voice is poison, that she has not spoken the truth in a lifetime and more.
"Only that I yearn to give you what you so crave," she replies. The goddess speaks slowly; her words drip like honey from her lips. "If I had a body, my darling, I would give it to you, without a moment's delay. I would be at your beck and call, to use for your every whim and pleasure. I would, truly, be yourssss…"
Her hooded eyes catch the candlelight and he along with them. Pit should turn away without another word. He does not.
"Your body was destroyed. Palutena made sure of that. You will never recover it. It's impossible."
Medusa chuckles. The candles flicker and shadows flit across her pale visage. She is smirking, ever so slightly. Her silken murmur is a drop of liquid heat and he stirs beneath his rearranged chiton.
"Little angel, nothing is impossible."
This is a mistake. He should not have dwelt here. But he cannot leave, not yet.
"I can give you so much more, my darling."
Blood begins to trickle over the edge of the pedestal, thick, red.
Drip. Drip.
The eyes of the goddess shimmer with her secret. Pit swallows.
"How?"
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