Page 37 of Something Handsome This Way Comes

Grievance pulled back that viper’s tongue, closing his massive jaws, returning to a semi-normal state. He observed Milo a moment longer before shifting his tail, still wrapped firmly around the witch’s left leg.

The tip found his erection again and fuck. Milo would never admit how good it felt. Its smooth texture was way too pleasant as it stroked him.

And then, that simple tail performed a function that, previous to that exact moment, Milo was unaware snakes (or snake-adjacent MythBeasts) could do.

The tip vibrated.

Not with large, shaky movements. But controlled, precise rapid back-and-forths. It was like a living, vibrating dildo. The buzz sent so much pleasure racing up Milo’s spine that he momentarily forgot that he was supposed to be fighting back.

“Fuuuuuck~” Milo moaned as that vibrating tail pressed against his cock harder.

It was likely the same function as rattlesnakes, but without the rattle. And holy shit, Milo would never be able to look at a reptile tail without tenting his pants.

“Fuck you for this,” Milo moaned as his body delighted in the delicious, if not unorthodox, pleasure.

The buzzing tail continued to press against his cock, pleasuring him from all angles. Slowly, it began to descend, until its vibrations were shaking Milo’s sack. His balls drew up at the contact, climax suddenly bearing down on him.

“Grieeevance,” Milo mewled. “If you— keep—going⁠—”

He couldn’t even finish his thought, his tongue clumsy and his mouth gaping as pleasure coursed up his spine so intensely his eyes rolled.

All at once, the vibrations stopped, leaving Milo feeling the aftershocks against his skin. Milo took a moment to compose himself, swallowing hard and blinking as his climax retreated.

Oh right. I’m fighting this.

Milo kicked Grievance with all his strength. And, sure, he might have been a scrawny guy, but he was also scrappy. And he felt an immense sense of satisfaction at the oof he extracted as his kick landed square on the Naga’s chest.

Stunned, Milo slipped his leg free of the Naga’s hold and was again scrambling on his knees, reaching for the edge of the bed as though his life depended on it.

He was panting and flushed, and fuck, this was the hottest thing he’d ever⁠—

“HCK!” Milo made a loud, horrible choking sound, his hands immediately coming up to his neck where something had wrapped around it so instantly that he didn’t have time to fight it. He blinked, and all of a sudden he was being dragged to the center of the bed by his neck.

His back was now to the Naga as he was forced onto his stomach. But from the slimy feeling now dribbling onto his chest, he knew he was being dragged around like a rag doll by his mate’s tongue.

“You monster,” he managed to choke out, voice muffled by the bedding.

A second later, two hands grabbed him by the waist, lifting him until he was propped on his knees, his upper half still being pinned down by his neck. His ass was up. Bare. Ripe for the taking. Milo’s thighs quivered from the anticipation of it.

And that sick fuck let him tremble. He kept Milo pinned like that for Lanterns knew how long, letting his mind run wild with all the possibilities.

“You—got me,” he panted. “Now do something about it—fucker.” He spat the last word with as much venom as he could muster.

That familiar, long, low hiss echoed and filled all the empty spaces in the room again. The next second, something thick and vibrating ran up the inside of his thigh.

Fuck! Oh, Lantern, help me. There is no way he’s⁠—

The thought didn’t even have time to manifest before Grievance’s vibrating tail pushed at his entrance and slid inside.

“Nnnng!” Milo cried into the bedding, fists gripping the ruined sheets.

It was only the tip and didn’t burn much, but the vibrations... fuuuuck. Milo had never had something so incredible shoved in his hole. Grievance stayed at Milo’s entrance, letting the tip massage his ring until it was nice and supple, ready to take more.

He pushed further, and the stretch was instant. Unlike his tongue, which tapered gradually, this tail grew thick fast, until Milo was gnashing his teeth, eyes squeezed shut against the burn of its intrusion. Grievance didn’t push too far before stopping, likely at the sight of Milo’s toes curling as he tried to take the sudden stretch.

Milo felt like his insides were being vibrated to mush. The intense vibration settled in his belly, shaking his guts, trembling his already lust-compromised lungs and sending electric sparks of pleasure to his brain.

“Grieeeevaaaaance,” Milo moaned, but his voice sounded like he was speaking into a fan or sitting in a massage chair, his vocal cords shaking along with the rest of him.