CH2:

When she pushed her butt in his face, he leaned into it and licked her ass. It was too dangerous to fool with, but he couldn't stop himself. There was something in the air he couldn't resist, but that was ok. He wouldn't die.

"You seem hungry; why don't I give you a midnight snack," Silas said and pulled his underwear down, revealing the raging hard-on painfully sucking up the blood his brain desperately needed to operate.

Naomi licked her lips. "Are you going to try my butt? I haven't put anything bigger than a pinky there."

"Let's see what I'm working with," Silas said, slowly spreading Naomi's pale cheeks.

She clenched, and he couldn't move her. "Be careful if you surprise me, I might clench and break you. If it's painful, then that would be very surprising." Naomi said.

He backed away from her ass of steel and decided to go for something a little safer. "How about that blowjob?" Silas asked.

Naomi licked her lips as she stared at his member. "Are you sure if you lick my butt, I'm sure I'll loosen up?" Naomi said.

"Very sure," Silas said.

He leaned in a kissed her on the neck before grabbing the back of her head. "Well, it does look painful," Naomi said and kissed the tip of his member. A shiver ran up his spine as her lips slowly enveloped him. Her tongue licked the underside of his mushroom before cupping his cock. Naomi's hot breath brushed against his crotch before she stretched her tongue out and slipped one of his balls inside. She sucked on it for a long time before slurping the other one.

Silas felt his body shake as he struggled to stay on his feet. Naomi encircled his thighs and back before picking him up. To her, he must have weighed less than a housecat.

His musings were cut short when he felt his meat stick tickle the back of her throat, and she swallowed. Silas froze, expecting a gag, but it never came.

Naomi didn't have a gag reflex.

That frighteningly sexy thought made him all the harder as her tongue curled around his cock and pulled him a little deeper stretching her lips wide and forcing his cock a few inches deeper.

Her mouth continued to widen until he blew his load.

White stringy rope after rope poured down her throat, and she kept sucking and swallowing. He tried to pull away but couldn't. Silas knew then she would drain him completely.

Silas waited for the inevitable then Naomi looked up in confusion.

Nothing was happening; there was no crazy spurting until he died or anything like that. Had she played a prank on him, or was something else at play.

Naomi continued to suck on him, glugging harder, but he didn't cum any more than normal. He was already hard again and nearing his next orgasm, but he didn't feel the sensation of overwhelming pleasure or cumming his life out like his memories recalled. It was like he was immune to it somehow.

That didn't make any sense. When things didn't make sense, then there was something at work that he couldn't perceive. Unless there was something wrong with Naomi, one of his skills was in play, preventing his death. The only question was which one. Without the system to tell him, he wouldn't know.

When there was one problem, there was another. He didn't have any skills that should directly counter Naomi's life drain. Sure, he was sure he wasn't in much danger, but that was due to regeneration. He was banking on it, working as a hard counter to life drain. But there was something else keeping him alive. Maybe she wasn't good at using life drain with her mouth.

Silas pulled his cock out of her throat with a loud pop. Naomi licked her lips before rolling over on his bed and sticking her butt in the air. She shook it from side to side like a siren's call. After spilling in her throat, he didn't feel the least bit drained; if anything, he wanted more.

That wasn't normal. He should be a husk, and Naomi looked back at him with glazed eyes. Her fuzzy pubs gently curtained her pink cunny leading up to a very dark butthole. She shook her butt at him again, clearly wanting more.

"I want more and drops, spurt in me."

He pressed his thumbs between her cheeks and spread her tiny virgin butthole. While he wanted to dive into it, he had things to do. Silas pulled away, and she clenched her cheeks.

"Your mean," Naomi said and rolled over on her back before squeezing her breasts together. "Fuck my titties," Naomi said.

Silas sighed and pulled his shorts on. "Why didn't you fill my belly full of cum?" Naomi asked.

"I'm not dying today," Silas said.

"Then I'm going to take a nap in your bed, so all you'll be able to do is smell me when you get back," Naomi said and stuck her tongue out at him.

"If mom doesn't kill me, there is still the heroes' journey," Silas said.

"You should stay here with me and have sex. If you aren't spurting to death, you can try to make me spurt." Naomi said.

Silas smiled and finished getting dressed. "Maybe, I'm going to the gym to raise my power level," Silas said.

"Ok, I'll take a nap here; try not to get raped in the halls," Naomi said, and Silas blinked.

That was a real possibility. Few men could say no to a blowjob, and he had many hungry sisters."