Seamon demon Ito colour

Chapter 24.6

Ito held up a Poké Ball, its smooth red and white shell reflecting the afternoon light from the window.

A beam of red energy streaked across the room, engulfing Droplet before she could react.

Ethan tensed, but the light had already pulled her in with magnetic efficiency. as the ball then clicked shut.

Ito smiled, setting the device on the small nightstand with deliberate precision. "Give us a moment, would you, dear?" The words carried across the quiet room while Ethan processed what had just happened. “Dont worry… She’s still yours, but best if she isn't party to this~” 

She turned back to face him, her fingers going to the ties of her sash. The fabric parted and fell away as she let it fall open, revealing the full length of her body, four and a half feet of deliberate revelation.

Her smooth skin carried a faint blush that matched the pink fuzziness of her hips, lower arms and legs. Those parts of her body seemed almost impossibly soft, as if she were wearing fluffy warmers that connected seamlessly with her skin. Her small chest rose and fell with quick breaths, the pale curves of her stomach catching the light as she shifted her weight.

A vibrant energy seemed to thrum beneath her skin now that the confines of clothing had been removed. Johto's ambient magic always made her feel more alive, potent, but something about Ethan's presence amplified the effect—his clean outdoor scent, the strength in his shoulders, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat she could almost feel across the small space between them.

Something predatory flickered in her gaze, and she had to remind herself that biting wasn't part of this game. Not yet.

They circled each other, Ito's eyes hooded and seductive as she appraised her prize and turned the tables making herself the reward that Ethan eagerly wanted.

“I can already feel you." she whispered erotically as they drew close her hand brushing the bulge in the man's pants. "Hard and ready."

he caught her wrist as she stroked it, pushing her against the wall pinning her there. and then lifting, he thrust his mouth against hers, licking into her mouth as hungry hands started disrobing her body, peeling her kimono, Obi, and underwear.

Leaving her nude and exposed before him

Ito nipped back playfully, he could have taken her bare, tossed her to the bed, and ravished her petite naked body on top of the wrinkled bedsheets and she’d thank him.

Yet she melted happily into his arms because she had robbed Ethan, and given her strength at present she welcomed the rage she expected the pokemon ranger to take out on her.

Something Ethan did not disappoint in, after his mouth abandoned her ravaging kisses for soft sensitive and exposed skin, he turned her small body to face the wall and pushed her forepaw forward so her petite rump was jutting out for her.

She rolled her hips seductively side to side showing off her bare feminine slit to him and in seconds she got what she was so looking forward to.

Ethan's hard and hungry cock, thrust and spread the lips of her folds, plunging deeply till his pelvis struck her bare ass and held fast and tight inside. A primal sound rolled from Ito’s mouth and she pushed her hips back, locking him inside and keeping her insides flush with his length as her small spider legs hugged against the stone wall.

“good boy~”

the grip her thighs had relaxed and Ethan worked with hard rough sex, taking pleasure in ravishing Ito both mentally and physically for how she had harmed and used him. and Ito loved being used.

vicious smacks echoed off the walls each his muscular body flustered her bubble cheeks and thrust balls deep quickly to pull moans and expletives from her mouth.

She kept her sounds contained, not out of any real modesty, but because the thin hotel walls couldn't fully muffle what was happening—and that thought made her legs tighten. Her natural predilection for mischief transformed Ethan into something better: an unwitting accomplice, broadcasting to everyone in nearby rooms how thoroughly he was "avenging" himself. Sharp slaps of flesh against stone vibrated through her small frame, each impact a proclamation that pulled another gasp or giggle from her lips. Her voice barely rose above breathy murmurs and low, pleased hums; more intoxicating than shouting anyhow. She pictured travelers lingering in the hallway, listening, their mundane journey interrupted by this. Knowing someone was just outside, possibly hearing her praise him through the door with breathless little noises, was the final prize on the game's board. The real victory.

a soft warm feeling buzzed from the bottom of her abdomen. the sounds of a woman moaning and a masculine huff slapping.

Rough hands pressed into her exposed breasts as her stomach bulged with his thrust, making Ito nearly feel every inch of his cock carve into her womb, ready to be plugged and impregnated by her fierce handsome human breeder.

It was coming, a growing ember in her lower regions flushed with warmth at first from ethans endless climactic slaps as their bodies joined and sweat was slathered across every inch of taut rigid bare flesh.

"I bet you~ fantasized about cumming inside." She moaned out rolling her hips with elation but even against her insides quivering massaging throb against Ethan's balls length he was showing more endurance than expected.

"Yeah, bet your head is haunted by thoughts about a beautiful fae~ just like me," she said, taunting him. unable to see his flushed pained and gritting expressions. "Pinned up against a wall- oh-" her claws threatened to crack the dry wall from how deep his hard manhood skewered her eager hips, sinking long bulging inches into her hungry canal milking at is fleshy head nestled right by her wombs entrance teasing just where to spill all his love.

Ethan huffed slamming harder harder and roughen shaking the pictures hanging in the wall when again, and- she felt it.

a wash of warm released human seed erupt thick plumes that pumped with a few more quick spasming waves as she creamed the entire lengths erupting shaft as her quim clamped pleasurably over it making sure each pulse jerked clean his orbs dry of its burden and into her. Ethan slumped after the last pull from her insides came free with a messy plop that splattered her fluids back down her ankles as he sank backward breathless to the bedside sitting there a trembling muscular naked and sweaty masculine ranger that would soon melt into the bed sheets.

Ito gasped as she felt herself now suddenly empty, and looked back over her shoulder at the ranger on the bed, his manhood still erect and the fire in her loins still burning. A wicked grin crept across her face as she straightened up and turned to face Ethan. "not done already are you?" she cooed as she straddled the ranger. still, hard and wet from coupling mixed seed dripping down his heavy balls onto her mattress.

"I hope not, humans may have refractory limit after the first but a fae such as myself can handle so much more," she purred atop his chest sinking their warm flesh together before she rode him, watching his face react weakly as she reached her hand between them helping Ethan's mighty firm stallion spear back into her hot womb, pulsing its warmth inside "theirs three entire rounds of mischief your capable of before any rest is had and so~" he pushed into her easily gliding the semen bath of an accepted invitation, sending the little rapture spirit into a loud moan of elation rocking her hips eager to move things a little and force some enthusiastic pounding in this change of position.