Ishaza tenses a little and lets out a shaky sigh. 

"She's sensitive on her inner thighs," Crin confides to Alethia. "It's all the biting I've done there." 

She pulls Ishaza's panties down to her knees, exposing her slick pussy to Alethia. "Wouldn't you like to thrust yourself right in there?"

She nods as she stares, gaze fixed.

Her hands unbuckle her pants without her conscious choice to do so, and pull her cock out from behind her boxers. They squeeze and they stroke and she wants more.

She steps forward in a daze.

Crin grasps Ishaza's tail firmly and pulls back, forcing her to scoot back so her ass is presented at the edge of the bed. The height is just about perfect. 

"There we go," she says. "She's all yours."

She presses her cockhead against Ishaza's entrance.

Her eyelashes flutter.

Fuck.

Her hips push slowly forward. Soft, careful. Not, particularly, under her control. Not now that she can feel Ishaza's slick heat against her cockhead.

Crin takes her hand and settles it firmly on Ishaza's tail. 

"Be gentle, now. But don't be afraid to use it or her horns as convenient handholds. Ishaza's quite... sturdy." She grins. 

Ishaza rolls her hips back against Alethia, and that slick heat envelops her cockhead with a soft clench, milking her gently. 

More. Deeper.

She needs it.

Her hand squeezes Ishaza's tail, her hips push forward, her cock pushes in, and she gets what she needs.

"Good girl." 

Crin comes down off the bed and steps up behind Alethia. At first it seems like she's shorter, but then she steps up into the air. 

Her tongue presses against Alethia's shoulder, lapping softly. 

Then she bites. Softly. Gently. 

It feels like a flood of pleasurable electricity, every nerve in Alethia's shoulder singing out with shockingly bright appreciation. And then it spreads, sweeping through her body, warming and soothing and heating her, making Alethia more pliable and willing. 

Crin pulls her fangs away without draining any blood. "A little gift," she says. 

Her cock throbs and she thrusts forward into Ishaza as the venom sinks into her. Gently, still slowly, but inexorably compelled to earth her cock inside her.

It's so fucking good and she still needs more.

The bit of her still, somehow, paying attention to her own thoughts puts two and two together and realizes that she isn't going to stop feeling like she needs more until she spurts.

The thought races through and brings a burst of heat and increased urgency along for the ride. Her cock throbs inside Ishaza.

Crin stays behind her, stroking her back gently and kissing along her shoulder as she pumps slowly into Ishaza...

"I meant for you to be gentle with her tail," Crin whispers in Alethia's ear. "You can fuck her however hard you want."

From the bed, Ishaza lets out a ragged, needy moan.

Her thrusting suddenly, compulsively, speeds up. Having permission to go fast means she suddenly can't stop herself.

Pounding thrusting filling Ishaza up, hips suddenly puppeted by her own arousal and Crin's venom and the delicious sensation of fucking Ishaza's tight cunt.

She needs it, she needs more more more.

Crin starts nibbling teasingly at Alethia's shoulder, not giving her any more venom but teasing that she could, and presses her breasts into Alethia's back as she thrusts and whispers in her ear. 

"Yes, good, that's it, go on, let it all out..."

Ishaze's buried one of her hands against her clit as Alethia thrusts into her and is starting to clench hard around her.

Cumming earlier felt so good.

So good.

She wants to do it again. And Crin just whispered in her ear to let it all out, right? So it's fine to thrust and thrust and chase orgasm. To throw herself headlong after it, more and more desperate for that delicious sensation with every thrust.

After only a few more thrusts, Ishaza quite loudly comes undone beneath her, high breathy whimpers spilling from her mouth as she tips over the edge.

And Crin bites again, gentle but firm, and another wave of electric pleasure sweeps Alethia's body even as Ishaza desperately bucks back against her.

Fuck yes.

She earths her cock inside Ishaza and gushes.

Her eyelashes flutter and she moans, spurt after electrifying spurt gushing out into Ishaza.

And it doesn't stop. It goes on and on, longer even than the orgasm downstairs in Ishaza's mouth.

She basks in it, wallows in it, frantically and desperately prolongs it.

One more spurt, one more, she needs more.

And then, eventually, after what has to have been longer than half a minute, it ends.

She wishes it had lasted longer.

Ishaza lets out a low, pleased half-moan and pulls forward off of Alethia's cock, her legs trembling a little on the bed. She lies down heavily on her side, then rolls over onto her back on the double bed. 

"That was lovely," she croons. She runs a hand through her hair, pushing back silver strands that have fallen into her face. Then she smiles and waves a hand, and Hysh washes across her body and Alethia's, making the evidence of their intimate encounter disappear. 

She's still lying nude on her back with her legs half-spread, though, so Alethia is getting quite the view. 

She raises her arms as if to hug Alethia. "Come here," she says.

Crin smiles that little smirk of hers, and gently pushes Alethia down into Ishaza's embrace. 

"You two lovebirds take some time together," she says. "You gave me a beautiful performance."

That view was interesting. Her libido always takes a little bit to fully fade after an orgasm.

She snuggles into Ishaza's arms, sighing softly as she does.

Ishaza is warm and soft and cozy. Alethia is in fact herself warm and soft and cozy, in her new body. She's quite glad for this; Ishaza deserves only the most pleasant of Alethias to snuggle.

She is not sure how to feel about getting a positive review. Well, she knows it's positively, she just got a good grade in sex show, something which until this very moment she did not know was both reasonable to want and possible to achieve. But the exact flavor of positive is apparently blushy and a tiny bit shy. She nuzzles into Ishaza's shoulder.

Crin lies down on the bed next to Alethia and traces a hand softly along her back, lingering momentarily on the still-shining-sweet site of her earlier bite. It feels like a cloud of warm static washing through her body, electrical and hot but only a little insistent. Mostly it just feels good, like the tightness of Ishaza's sex or the kiss of Crin's teeth against skin. It's bright and warm and shivery and feels just a little like melting. 

"Your first bite," Crin croons softly. "It's been a while since I last sank my teeth into someone new..." 

She reaches down between her own legs and blatantly strokes herself through her skirt, her fingers wriggling back and forth in the space between her legs.

"Doesn't it feel glorious? I've never been able to feel it myself, my own venom doesn't work on me half as well as it does on Ishaza, but from what she's told me..." 

Crin trails two fingers in a little circle around the bite-mark, like it's a sudden clit on Alethia's shoulder. It's almost as intense. And all that from one bite. 

"I could just sit here and stroke you gently while Ishaza holds you close and it wouldn't take long for you to, mmmm... Do I need to say it?" She chuckles to herself and lifts her fingers away.