<span style="font-weight: bold">Hooded Figure/Jules</span><br/><br/>Jules could feel shivers of horror as the hooded figures long tongue licked across his face in every part it could. He recoiled, but there was no retreat as the figure held him in place with her superior grip. His attempt of a second kick didn't even land home and with her breasts pushing against him and her hand distractingly going into his pants, it was getting increasingly hard to find a moment of thought to escape.<br/><br/>He could feel her pushing further down now, even locking his arms completely in place with her mouth. Her iron grip between his legs made it impossible to do any retaliating moves now.<br/><br/>"Where do you think you're grabbing?!" He shouted out, though from the middle of her neck it sounded like muffled sounds. One could hear a bit of agitation though, muffled though it might be.