A Different Kind of Witch *
In the warm, mineral bath, the taste of Velvet's sweet tongue overwhelmed the mind of Asmodeus. Her sweet yet sharp taste, like a finely aged wine, one that was intoxicating and dangerous, spread through his mouth. He tried to match her, only for her long, snakelike tongue to coil around his, the warm, squishy flesh tightening as she began to suck, swallowing his saliva with an enchanted face.
'My king~ your saliva tastes so sweet, I want to drink you dry.'
Violet eyes shimmered in the dark, thanks to the minerals sparkling in the cave, creating light. The heat made their bodies relax as she began to explore his body with her fingertips, sending pleasant jolts of pleasure through his body.
Slowly, she shifted him into another position until he rested his back against the rocks, partly out of the water. Velvet's warm kiss became deeper and more affectionate as her lips sucked and pulled on his tongue.