The soft walls of Ingrid's mouth sucked and slurped on his cock with steadily stronger motions. A tickling sensation started in Vangelos' balls and began to grow. Her hand pumped harder and faster as she brought Vangelos to the brink of orgasm. Liquids gurgled and sloshed inside her soft throat as peristaltic motions undulated down the length of Vangelos' shaft. The tickling sensation in his balls grew first to an itch and then increased into a raging fire. Meanwhile his essence began to leave his body to be devoured by Azula's insatiable appetite for his very soul. He understood now that these two twins were most likely succubi, and as Violet would have put it, he was nothing more than cattle to them. Though his soul was halfway gone from his body, a single tear managed to break free and trail down his cheek. Whether it was a tear of joy or sadness he'll never know. His world was now splintered in two. The contrast of feeling nothing and the other being at the peak of euphoria. It was an experience he had never felt before....and never would again.<br/><br/>"Are you sure it's not to just have me as a meat shield?" Akamu said rhetorically before stepping outside into the city. He regretted not being able to meditate like he originally sought out to do. A sixth sense would have put his mind more at ease, but he carried on nonetheless. Akamu stuck close to the shadows and covered up his red hair with the hood of his cloak. Aside from the creature he saw earlier the city looked completely deserted. There was no sound. Even the wind seemed to have forsaken this place. He looked behind him to see if Salazaran and Angelissa were following him.