The warm gush sent tingles up and down Celia's mouth and throat- the taste was, quite ironically, orgasmic. She murmured with delight, wishing she could taunt him, tell him how wonderful his sweaty, sexual flavor was- prime in the pick of human men- but alas, she was too occupied tasting him. Sweet and salty and solid, that's what he was. And hot, even hotter now, panting, limp and mingling with his own sweat and cum.<br/><br/>Brilliant. Wasn't that how every human male wanted to go out? She chuckled- silly little empty lives they had, focused around mating. There was absolutley nothing wrong with gulping down a couple. The world had enough- it could certainly do without.<br/><br/>She crossed her eyes, watching how feebly he clung to her side.<span style="font-style: italic">Beautiful</span>- adorable, it was. Slowly, slowly, chuckling softly, she raised her head, tilting her heavy jaw back, gravity itself beginning to pull him through her slippery mouth. If he let go of the coil, it'd be so easy- he would slide right down her gullet like a spoonful of pudding. Her eyes narrowed softly. Of course, all this if she let him- but maybe she didn't want to just yet- maybe she could pump yet more sweet adrenaline into his tender meat... She raised the coil he clung to- the anchor of his existance- up and up, until he had to stretch for it- above, she could taste the burning in his arms, and below awaited his quickly impending fate. Ah, bliss.