Mythran's Master Of All

“Lylyth is your sister?” Ren asked, and the Marilith demon nodded. “But... she's a spider, and you're a snake.” He said. “Should I even ask how that happened?”

She laughed and untied the piece of cloth that hung around her waist. “Would you like me to tell you all about our sordid tale as you finish taking my measurements?”

“But...”

“You asked to do it.” She said, and her thumbs rubbed the cheeks of his face. “Do you really want to stop with your information incomplete?”

“I...” Ren glanced at the cloth that was only being held in place by inertia. “Well, I am curious what it could be like, considering you don't have legs.” He said. “I mean, look at you. You've got all these arms and snake parts and scales, and they all fit together so seamlessly.”

“If I laid down, would that make it easier for you?”

“I don't know.” Ren said.

“Then it won't hurt to try it.” The Marilith demon said as she put a hand on the cloth to hold it in place, slithered herself around in a circle, then laid down in front of him across the dead boar demon's back. Ren knelt down beside her and she pulled her hand away from the cloth, then her tail slithered underneath her abdomen, which lifted her private area up like an offering. He used his hands to rub along her abdomen and down to the spot between the tops of her thighs.

Only above the cloth. Ren thought and carefully held the cloth in place and tried to trace the space; but, it was too bulky and wouldn't give him the information he needed. Once more.

The Marilith demon writhed as he tried again to feel everything through the cloth, then he sighed and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open slightly, and two of her hands slowly caressed the space just under her breasts.

I guess this is the moment of truth. Ren thought.

Ren slowly pulled the cloth out of the way, and was amazed at the sight. The snake scales stopped right at the edge of her special place and left it completely exposed.

Now I know she has a vulnerable spot that's ridiculously easy to get to. Ren thought and examined it.

Normally, a woman would have to open her legs for someone to gain full access to her, because her opening was on the bottom of her torso; but, since the Marilith demon didn't have legs, her private part was positioned on the front of her body, which meant it had to be oriented just enough to achieve the same result.

Ren reached out and ran his fingers around the scales on the outside of it and mapped the area, and the sound of scales sliding across each other was loud in the silence as the rest of her body slithered around the more he touched her. He could feel her desire and a severely denied need, so he carefully placed his hand over her special place and felt the intense heat from it.

“AH!” The Marilith demon yelled and covered her mouth with two of her hands, and Ren felt something splash onto his hand.

What is that smell? Ren asked. Both his hand and her private area were soaked, so he lifted his hand to his nose and sniffed the dampness on his palm. There's too much of a bacon smell around for me to figure it out.

Teepo quickly crawled down his arm and smelled it. “If I had to guess, I'd say it's maple syrup.”

You're kidding. Ren thought, surprised.

“I remember it from those jugs the farmer brought over when we were in the dwarf kingdom.” Teepo said. “I'd tell you to taste it, but you'll probably get lots of corruption if you do.”