The Nectus ignored her pleas and kick and thrust the two phalli into her cunt and asshole at the same time.  The tip of the scythe opened up like a maw and let out a little squeal, dripping its clear liquid to the ground.  The two protrusions twitched inside of her, exploring her insides and occasionally moving towards each other, pinching her.  While the scythe did its work, the Nectus looked to Viker and quirked its head to the side.  "Yours?" the raspy susurrus seemed to ask.  Finding her thrashings distracted, it reached out and grabbed her by the head.  While it didn't hurt the same way as when it touched her skin, it wasn't exactly comfy.