The Gorgon's Head | By : DrkVrtx Category: +G through L > Kid Icarus Views: 8624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Despite her promise, and despite his convictions, Pit whimpers like a boy.
The goddess hovers above him, teasing the angel with merely the lubricious heat of her sex. The spongy crown of his manhood, engorged so thickly with vigour that his skin is darkly flushed, is nestled only just between Medusa's nether lips. She holds herself in place above him, mouth curved as his hips buck upwards seeking the truth of her warmth and comfort. Medusa rises and falls with Pit's hasty attempts to stab into her. His cheeks are tinted with a shameful hue as she rides out his clumsy efforts with serpentine fluidity.
"Tut tut," the goddess remarks, "did my sister forget to teach you the value of patience?"
Pit clenches his jaw, turning his face aside as Medusa leans over him.
"What is it, my darling?" she coos. "What's the matter?"
A sharp gasp expels from Pit's lips when the cold shaft of Palutena's staff is lain across his body. Medusa presses down, holding back nothing, and his chest becomes a cage for his breath. "You must tell me what you want," she murmurs, echoed by the living crown entwined in her rich black locks, "that is the true mark of a man, little angel."
Pit endeavours to suck in air as the goddess smiles down at him. She lets it pass between his lips before grinding it back out again. Her strength is a leaden weight that grows all the more painful to resist and a fatal darkness is creeping up on the edges of his vision. His head is growing light - and his loins heavy. Medusa does not neglect the sensuous movement of her hips, nudging a little more of his fleshy crown into the warm cleft of her sex. The pulse of need through his rigid, twitching shaft is maddening. He can't take anymore of this.
"You!" the angel cries out, eyes watering with desperation. "I want you!"
Medusa leers down at him. "And so you shall have me, Pit."
Without further ado, she sinks down onto him, taking the full, thick length of his cock in one smooth motion. The goddess utters a long sigh, her pale eyes heavily lidded with pleasure. The weight of the staff pressed to his chest melts away into smoke, Medusa banishing it to the intangible grip of darkness. He winces as her cold hands take its place, nails tattooing their shape onto his skin. Her hips slowly rise and Pit glimpses between her thighs his slick, glistening shaft. Then, with a moist clap of flesh, it disappears.
Medusa fills the dark corners of the Vault with her groan. "Oh, it has been so long..."
Pit, fingers splayed open, eyes pulled wide, mouth agape, has no accompanying words.
It's too much; it's all too much. There is pleasure and there is pain, washing over him in successive waves that drive his young voice to a pitch so high it hurts to scream. And the goddess joins him, as he screams, over and over again as she rides him to her climax. Her voice is rich with joy, with satisfaction, and with cruel delight as Pit succumbs to madness. The angel writhes in his bonds, pleading, begging as his body fails to achieve its peak in kind, held forever at the very edge.
Medusa's fingers dig into his chest. "For every last time you used me, I will make use of you in return," she tells him, and then her hands are on his thighs, gripping tightly his flesh as, wholly selfish, she gratifies herself.
Pit knows not the true passage of Time when the goddess finally releases him from her wanton clutches. He shudders intermittently, face turned aside with a trail of saliva pooling onto the ground beneath his cheek. Medusa takes him in hand when she rises, squeezing life back into his vacant, faraway gaze. The angel whimpers as she lightly strokes up and down the length of his arousal, gasping when her digits curl around the crown.
"Please," he begs, "please, let me finish."
The goddess lowers her face to his shaft, her eyes pointed up at him as she extends her tongue. Pit can feel tears leaking down his cheek as she slowly licks upwards from the base of his thick root.
"What would give for this, my darling?" she asks him, moulding her moist lips to the furiously purple cockhead. A light breath of cool air makes him shiver afterwards.
"Anything!" Pit cries out as he painfully throbs. "I'd give you anything, Medusa!"
"Anything?"
She coos, almost to herself, and then the goddess stands to her feet, casting her shadow over him. That shadow coalesces into the shape of Palutena's staff, settling comfortably into Medusa's grasp. He looks up at her and the smile she wears makes Pit regret every word and action he has ever made towards her.
"Anything, little angel?" Medusa says, and once more she raises the staff, pointing it down at his loins. The sapphire floating at its very tip begins to glow. "Then you will give me 18 years of suffering."
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