Lilian has no way of knowing that she is falling into a trap of her own making, that, as good as Cinder is with her tongue, she is far better with her ass. She's always liked the dirty, taboo feeling of having something in her back there, and her time in the Dungeon only reinforced that, giving her a skill few women possess.<br/><br/>Lilian is completely unprepared by the way Cinder reacts. Her body accepting this intrusion instead of shying away from it, her muscles clenching around her, ass thrusting backward, slamming into her body.<br/><br/>Cinder doesn't seem to have noticed that it's now a male who is taking her, or even care. She's so deep in it that she's hardly aware at all. She just aware enough to roll over and assume the dominate position after Lilian/Oak cums the first time. She clenches, not allowing him to soften, and fucks him mercilessly.<br/><br/>"No...please...I can't..."<br/><br/>Cinder doesn't stop, doesn't even slow down. The next time Lilian cums, she cascades, one orgasm after another. She cries out, hopeless, lost in an endless nirvana, mind blown to a perfect, white, blank. Energy flows out of her and into Cinder, and for that moment they are one, and all things are possible.<br/><br/>Cinder could kill her then and there, fuck her into sweet oblivion, into whatever afterlife awaits the monstergirls. She could, and does, drain some of her energy. Skin that had begun to lose its luster over the last two years since she last dominated someone like this begins to shine once more. Muscles that had begun to soften with age grow firm. Breasts and ass, slowly yielding to the passage to time and the constant tug of gravity become taut and buoyant once more. Her hair positively glows.<br/><br/>She drains her, not enough to age the shifter--monstergirls are powerful creatures by nature--but enough to rejuvenate her own mortal coil. Lilian will be powerfully exhausted but otherwise unharmed. And when she finishes draining her, Cinder thoroughly crushes her will.<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>By the time Maeryll bursts through the front door of Lilian's apartment, Virella in tow, Cinder is more or less herself. She is riding Lilian's face, feet propped up on the shifter's stomach, back arched lazily so that Lilian's tongue is poised over, not her pussy, but her asshole.<br/><br/>"Oh! Hey guys!" Cinder says as she presses her cheeks into Lilian's face, forcing the tongue to grind down deeper into her. "Lilian is just cleaning up the mess she--<em>oh</em>, yes, that's the spot, now get your face in there!"<br/><br/>Cinder's expression, which had momentarily turned harsh with the rebuke, softens when she looks up at her friends. "So what took you guys so long?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">When you have a moment, ask me about the setting I'm building based around this sort of sex-combat I've been describing in these last posts.</div></div>