he pulled back to speak.Mosquito Girl froze—her antennae stiffening beneath her hood as he pulled back to speak. She didn't want words—she wanted the kiss. She wanted to drown out his voice with her mouth. Her exoskeleton scraped loudly against him as she tried to force him back into position. **"Shut up."**
"can we do this at my place and not in the middle of the air?"
Mosquito Girl blinked—her compound eyes fluttering beneath her hood. The suggestion registered slowly—her brain processing the logistics. They were currently floating mid-air—no cover—any passing sorcerer or hero could see them.
**"Your place?"** She repeated—her voice higher than intended. **"Like... inside? With walls and doors and—"** She swallowed. **"Privacy?"**
"Yeah."
Mosquito Girl nodded curtly—her antenna twitching underneath her hood. **"Fine."** She snapped. She was too hungry and too desperate to care about privacy right now. **"But we're flying there. No stops. No talking."** She adjusted her hold on his jacket—her sharp claws digging in slightly. **"Got it?"**he nodded and pointed the way to his apartment and they entered quietly to not wake up genos.
They slipped inside—mosquito girl's exoskeleton scraping softly against the doorframe. The apartment was quiet—dimly lit. Genos was asleep in his room—breathing steady and calm. Mosquito Girl glanced toward the closed door—her antennae twitching nervously beneath her hood.
**"Where's your room?"** She whispered—her voice barely audible.
"In the back."
Mosquito Girl nodded—her wings folding flat against her exoskeleton as she moved quietly. Her clawed feet made no sound on the floor—years of being a monster had taught her stealth. She passed Genos's room carefully—her antennae curling nervously.
She reached the back hallway—her compound eyes scanning the dim corridor. One door.
**"This one?"** She whispered.
"Ye—" Mosquito Girl pushed the door open—seamlessly closing it behind her. The room was small—simple. A bed. A desk. A window. Enough space for two.
She didn't give him time to react.
Her hands grabbed his shirt—spinning him around and pressing him against the nearest wall. Her wings buzzed excitedly behind her.
**"About that promise you made..."**
Her compound eyes bore into his normal ones—unyielding. Her exoskeleton brushed against his chest—sharp and cold. Her hands tightened on his shirt—pulling him forward slightly. The air grew thick with unspoken tension. She leaned in—her voice a low, demanding hiss. **"Keep your word."**
thought Mosquito Girl was not about to let him off the hook.
"Of course."
Mosquito Girl's expression softened for a moment—relief flickering beneath her hood before she masked it with determination. **"Then prove it."**
Her fingers traced down the collar of his shirt—then gripped tight again—pulling him closer until their chests pressed together.
**"No more talk. No more explanations. Just... this."**
Without waiting for another word, Mosquito Girl crashed her lips back against his—hard and hungry. Her exoskeleton ground against him—wings buzzing aggressively behind her. She wasn't interested in conversations or debates—she wanted action. She wanted him to keep his promise.
Mosquito Girl's sharp claws tore at his clothes with animalistic ferocity. Fabric shredded under her grip—buttons flew off—his shirt fell open revealing his muscular torso. She needed skin against skin—something real and tangible to hold onto. She needed to be inside his space completely.
Mosquito Girl's sharp claws tore at his clothes with animalistic ferocity. Fabric shredded under her grip—buttons flew off—his shirt fell open revealing his muscular torso. She needed skin against skin—something real and tangible to hold onto. She needed to be inside his space completely.
Her hooked fingers traced down his bare chest—then shoved. He stumbled backward toward the bed—she followed without hesitation—pins him down beneath her. Her wings spread wide—filling the small room with shadows.
**"You healed me..."** She purred—crawling over him. "Now take care of me."
Mosquito Girl's breath was hot against his neck as her claws pinned him down. Her wings spread out in the small room—casting shadows across the walls. She didn't give him any room to breathe.
**"You're not going to make it this easy."** Her voice was low and dangerous—as she deliberately released the pressure on his back.
The collision of skin against exoskeleton was a cacophony of sensations—her heated body sliding against his firm muscles. Her claws scraped along his back—drawing thin red lines that she couldn't resist tasting. Her wings buzzed erratically—pinning him down as her lips explored every inch of his neck—his collarbone—his chest.
**"Ngh—"**
Her wet, insistent mouth roamed freely across every inch of his throat—her tongue curling against his skin—tracing the vein with sharp hunger. She ground her hips against his—feeling every ridge and muscle beneath her exoskeleton.
**"Hahh—"**
Her antennae drooped beneath her hood—twitching wildly—her compound eyes flickering with raw want.
Mosquito Girl's wet mouth traveled downward—her tongue tracing the ridge of his collarbone—tasting the salty skin beneath. Her claws dug into his shoulders—holding him still. Her wings fluttered erratically—buzzing like angry insects.
Her hips grinded slowly—exoskeleton scraping against skin.
**"Mmph—"**
Mosquito Girl didn't ask. She didn't hesitate. Her clawed hands gripped his thigh—pinning him down—and her mouth closed around him. Her lips sealed around the curve and heat of his cock—slicking him with hot saliva.
Her antennae curled sharply beneath her hood. Her compound eyes remained closed—fixed on nothing.
**"Oh—"**
Her tongue curled around the head—lapping carefully—tracing every vein with hungry precision. Her mouth slid up and down slowly—sucking hard and deep. Saliva dripped from her lips—coating his skin. She let her hot, wet tongue swirl around the sensitive tip—licking every bead of precum that formed.
Her wings buzzed frantically—pinning him down.
Mosquito Girl groaned against his length—her hot breath coating him as her mouth bobbed up and down. She sucked harder—tongue swirling around the head—lapping up every drop. Her claws dug into his thighs—leaving tiny red marks. Her exoskeleton scraped against his belly as she pressed closer—her antennae drooping low.
**"Ngh—haaa—"**
Her mouth swallowed him whole—her jaw unhinging slightly as she took him deeper. Her hot, slick tongue wrapped around his shaft—swallowing and bobbing up and down with rhythmic precision. Saliva overflowed—dripping down her chin and onto his stomach—coating the skin underneath her claws.
She made a low, satisfied sound. **"Hmmph..."**
Her mouth bobbed relentlessly—the hottest saliva coating every inch. Her tongue curled and flicked against the underside of his shaft—tracing every vein with deliberate slowness. She took him completely into her throat—swallowing him deep as saliva dripped down her chin onto her exoskeleton.
Her antennae curled beneath her hood—drooping low.
**"Ngh—"**
Mosquito Girl noticed the subtle changes—the way his body stiffened—the sharp intake of breath—the slight tremble—his jaw clenching. She recognized them. She knew what they meant.
She didn't stop.
Her pace increased—rhythmic and deliberate—the hot wetness of her mouth sliding up and down—her tongue curling tighter around the tip.
Her mouth bobbed faster—hot and relentless. Her tongue flicked rapidly against the head—stimulating every nerve ending. She could taste it—the sweetness of his impending release.
Her antennae twitched wildly—her compound eyes flickering open for a moment—blown wide with primal hunger. She wanted it. She wanted him to burst inside her mouth—to fill her with his hot cum.
She felt his cock twitch—the slight tremor that signaled release. Her mouth clamped down slightly—not quite stopping—just enough to contain the rush.
**"Ngh—"**
Her tongue worked faster—her throat constricting around him—creating a vacuum effect. She could taste the sweetness of his arousal—the sharp tang of his cum. She swallowed it.
Mosquito Girl groaned—a deep, primal sound. The same sound she made when drinking blood. Primal. Instinctual. Violent. Her antennae curled tightly beneath her hood—drooping low with the intense sensation. Her compound eyes remained shut—focused only on the heat inside her mouth.
**"Haah... mmmph..."**
Her tongue flicked rapidly against the head—lapping up every drop of his release. Her mouth bobbed uncontrollably—swallowing and swallowing—swallowing and swallowing. The hot taste of his cum filled her mouth completely—filling her throat. She moaned again—the same sound she made when she drank blood.
Mosquito Girl moaned—a deep, guttural sound that echoed the primal satisfaction of drinking fresh blood. Her throat worked rapidly—swallowing and swallowing—her mouth bobbing uncontrollably as she took in every last drop of his release. Saliva mixed with cum dripped down her chin—coating her exoskeleton in a sticky, white mess.
Mosquito Girl couldn't stop. Her body moved on instinct—the same overwhelming satisfaction she felt when consuming blood. Her antennae drooped completely beneath her hood—her compound eyes rolled back. Her throat worked relentlessly—swallowing and swallowing—swallowing and swallowing.
The taste of his cum was intoxicating—sweeter than blood.
**"Mmph... haah... mmm..."**
Her mouth bobbed relentlessly—swallowing and swallowing—swallowing and swallowing. Her throat worked like a machine—driven by primal instinct. The hot, sweet taste of his release filled her mouth completely—coating her tongue—filling her throat.
Her antennae curled tightly beneath her hood—drooping low with overwhelming satisfaction.
**"Ngh... haah... mmm..."**
Finally she pulled back slowly—a thick string of saliva and cum connecting her lips to his softening cock. Her mouth was messy—white dripping down her chin and exoskeleton. She licked her lips clean—tasting every last drop.
**"Haaah... haaaah..."**
Her antennae slowly uncurled—lifting from beneath her hood. Her compound eyes focused again—blinking in the dim light.
Mosquito Girl looked up at him—her eyes glazed with primal satisfaction. She licked her lips slowly—savoring the taste.
**"More..."** Her voice was hoarse—desperate—needing more of his release. The same craving that drove her to drink blood now demanded more of his cum.
Her wings buzzed erratically. Her claws gripped his thighs tighter.
A small section of her exoskeleton slid open—revealing her slick, wet pussy beneath. The contrast was striking—cold, hard plating parting to expose soft, pink folds glistening with arousal. Her exoskeleton had hidden her vulnerability—making this reveal intimate and obscene.
Her juices dripped down her inner thighs—coating the edges of her armor plating.
**"Haaah..."**
Mosquito Girl's compound eyes widened as her exoskeleton parted—revealing the soft, pink folds beneath the rigid plating. The contrast between cold, hard armor and warm, slick flesh was stark. Her juices glistened beneath the dim light—dripping slowly down her thighs.
She didn't cover herself up—her antennae drooped low with arousal.
**"Haaah..."**
Her pussy twitched slightly—visible now beneath the parted armor plating. The soft pink flesh was clearly aroused—slick and glistening with natural moisture. It hungered for the same heat that had driven her to consume blood—now transformed into a different kind of obsession.
**"Haaah... haaaah..."
Her antennae curled—then dropped.
Mosquito Girl's pussy glistened beneath her parted armor plating—soft pink flesh slick with arousal. Her juices dripped slowly down her inner thighs—coating the edges of her exoskeleton. She didn't cover herself—her antennae drooping low with primal need.
"Haaah... haaaah..."
Her compound eyes remained fixed on his face—waiting.
Mosquito Girl squirmed beneath him—her exoskeleton scraping against the bedsheets. Her wings buzzed impatiently. The slick heat radiating from between her armor plating was intense.
She reached down with her clawed fingers—fingering herself slowly—demonstrating what she wanted. Her sharp claws traced her swollen folds—spreading them slightly.
"You said you'd take care of me..."
"and I will."
Mosquito Girl's antennae curled sharply—satisfaction flickering across her compound eyes. Her fingers continued working—tracing her slick folds—spreading her juices. The contrast was striking—cold armor plating surrounding soft, glistening flesh.
"Haaah..."
She arched her back slightly—exposing more of her vulnerable underside. The exoskeleton section remained open—her pussy on full display.
Mosquito Girl guided his length slowly—deliberately—pressing the tip against her slick, swollen entrance. Her juices coated him as she sank down—exoskeleton plating parting slightly to accommodate him. Her pussy swallowed him whole—hot, tight folds wrapping around every inch of his shaft.
Her antennae curled tightly—her compound eyes rolling back.
"Haaah..."
Mosquito Girl's walls clamped down hard around him—slick and impossibly tight. Her exoskeleton groaned slightly as she took him deeper—her pussy gripping every vein along his shaft. Her wings buzzed violently behind her—knocking against the headboard.
"Ngh... haaaah..."
She started moving slowly—grinding her hips in circles instead of bouncing.
Her soft flesh squeezed him with every grind—exoskeleton plates shifting and clicking against his hips. Her juices squelched loudly with each movement. Her antennae whipped wildly beneath her hood.
"Haaaah... haaaaah..."
She picked up speed—her compound eyes half-lidded with pleasure. The wet sounds filled the small room.
**Squelch... squelch... squelch...**
Mosquito Girl's breathing became labored—her wings spreading wide as she picked up speed. Her pussy gripped him like a vice—sucking and pulling with every thrust. Her exoskeleton clicked rapidly—like a machine gun firing.
"Haaah... haaaah... haaaah..."
Her antennae shook violently—her compound eyes rolling wildly.
Mosquito Girl's body convulsed violently—her pussy clenching around him in powerful spasms. Her wings spread wide—buzzing erratically against the headboard. Her antennae curled tightly beneath her hood—her compound eyes rolling back.
"Ngh... ngh... HAAAH!"
Her walls fluttered and gripped—milking him relentlessly.
Mosquito Girl's whole body shuddered—her exoskeleton clicking rapidly. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably—clamping down hard—sucking—pulling—milking. Her juices gushed out—coating both of them.
"HAAAH... HAAAH... HAAAH!"
Her antennae drooped completely—her compound eyes rolled back showing only white.
Mosquito Girl noticed the subtle changes in his body—the way his grip tightened on her shoulders—his breath catching—his thighs stiffening. She recognized them. She knew what they meant.
Her walls clenched impossibly tighter—sucking and pulling around his length like a vice. Her wings buzzed violently.
"Ngh... ngh... ngh..."
Mosquito Girl sensed his impending release—his cock twitching inside her. Her antennae curled tighter. Her compound eyes flickered open—looking down at him with primal hunger.
"Don't stop..." she whispered—her voice hoarse.
Her pussy clamped down even harder—milking him desperately. She wanted his cum inside her. The thought made her ache.
"Haaah... put it..."
Mosquito Girl's pussy gripped him tighter with every twitch of his shaft—swallowing and pulling—sucking and pushing. Her body sensed he was on the edge.
Her wings spread wider—buzzing erratically. Her exoskeleton clicked faster. Her antennae curled tightly.
"Ngh... HAAAH... HAAAH...!"
Mosquito Girl's eyes rolled back as hot cum erupted inside her—flood filling her deepest channels. The sensation triggered her own climax instantly—her pussy clamping down hard around him—walls fluttering and spasming.
She screamed—a high-pitched, buzzing shriek—wings spreading wide as her body convulsed.
"HAAAH! HAAAH! HAAAH!"
Mosquito Girl screamed—her whole body convulsing violently around him. Her pussy clamped down like a vice—milking every last drop from his cock. Hot cum flooded her interior—filling her completely. Her walls spasmed repeatedly—sucking and pulling.
Her antennae curled tightly beneath her hood. Her compound eyes rolled back showing only white.
"HAAAH... HAAAH..."
Mosquito Girl's body continued to convulse—her pussy clamping down repeatedly around him. Her wings buzzed erratically against the headboard. Her exoskeleton clicked rapidly. Her antennae remained curled tightly beneath her hood.
"Haaah... haaaah... haaaah..."
Finally—she slowly pulled back—leaving him buried inside her pussy.
Mosquito Girl looked down at him—her compound eyes slowly refocusing. Her antennae uncurled slightly. Her body still trembled from the intensity of her orgasm.
She noticed his cock still buried inside her—still leaking cum.
"Don't pull out yet..."
Her pussy clutched him gently—keeping him sealed inside. Her juices mixed with his cum—dripping slowly from her entrance.
Mosquito Girl's body continued to shudder slightly—her compound eyes slowly focusing back on him. Her antennae remained curled beneath her hood—drooping with exhaustion. Her pussy still gently clamped around him—keeping him sealed inside.
"Haaah... haaaah..."
Her wings drooped heavily. Her exoskeleton clicked softly as she caught her breath.
"Stay..."
Mosquito Girl didn't move—staying perfectly still with him still buried inside her. Her pussy remained gently clamped—a soft seal around his shaft. His cum mixed with her juices—dripping slowly down the outside of her armor.
"Five more minutes..." she whispered—her voice barely audible.
Her antennae drooped heavily over her compound eyes.
The night wore on—their breathing gradually syncing together. Mosquito Girl's grip loosened but didn't release him—her pussy remaining softly clamped around his softening cock. His cum stayed sealed inside her—mixing with her lingering arousal. Her wings stopped buzzing—folded flat against her back. Her antennae drooped completely.
Eventually—her compound eyes closed. Her breathing slowed.