Birch had been pleased with her response bending down to lick his long tongue against her shoulder. He did not know if she would be back at his stage though he reached out to her then as he stood, extracting from those pleasant folds, that root of his sucking up juices as it sucked up juices.

It was merely going to be something simple. His fingers slide against her sides drawing her closer then picked her up facing her and standing between those creamy thighs. He had no means of enforcing these results though but he would see if she came back … maybe.

If I get you to cum first then you come back to this very spot at approximately the same time. A week from today to submit once more. If you last longer the next time I encounter you, regardless of how hungry I am, I shall not touch you.

Yengal slid his tongue against her shoulder before pulling out of the student. The sudden emptiness made Hel groan slightly and the root sucked at her entrance to get the very last drops of her nectar. She wriggled slightly while his rough hands made their way to the girl's sides and picked her up to make Hel face him.

Hel paused momentarily, thinking through this wager. She nodded and offered her hand out to the hybrid monster. "It's a deal."

He was uncertain that she would keep to such arrangements though she might is it where one to spend a lot of time in the wilderness and would rather not run across him angered. He was willing to take that risk for there was little that he was going to risk as it stood he had expected her not to return.

His rough hand takes hers and shakes it though he hasn't taken hands like this before he is no stranger to it seeing it done a few times amongst the scientists that had been sent to observe him.

They had a deal and he stood there while holding her by the hips. Vines assisting him now poising at her ass and pushing into in again then angling his root against her slit, tracing back and forth against it as his tongue brought rough circles against her nipple before he encased it with his mouth sucking on it as he pushed back inside her, the root in her ass going a little deeper as her other tit is coiled about and squeezed as others wrap about her wrists drawing her arms over her head.

“All I have to do then is out last you for awhile longer.”

Once the two shook hands, Hel relaxed herself. This was easy. All she needed to do was outlast a plant.

Firm hands held her hips and dug slightly into her flesh. A thick vine hovered around her back entrance and pushed itself in roughly was met with a groan which melded into moans as it pumped into the girl. She shuddered slightly as Yengal's root teased her lower lips. Then a tongue wrapped itself around one of her perked nipples. It continued to tease the sensitive nub before taking it into his mouth and nursing it. Hel let out short mewls behind a bit lip as the vine inside her ass plummets deeper inside her and her other breast is squeezed by vines.

The girl's purple hair stuck to her sheen of sweat that coated her forehead. Vines pulled her wrists together and hold her in place for the hybrid. She let out a cry of pleasure and muttered, "I've always been bad with taking bets..."

Birch was pleased with the responses of her body. She might be the first to come back though she could have been lying about it. Still her profession had been encouraging as it marked that she was close.

Rough fingers caressed her hips as he then hefted her up without so much as missing a beat as his root explored her as a vine pressed into her rear one always pushing in as the other was slipping back, nearly vanishing from her before pressing back in.

His tongue swept against her nipple, rough and moist, a vine having swirled against the other keeps it from swaying too much as he fondles her.

He groans as he pumps into her. “Is that a bit of encouragement, sapling? Are you telling me that if I last just a bit longer that I will be rewarded?”

Hel squirmed as the Yengal traced his fingers over her hips before he lifted the girl up and plunged into her moist nethers with his root. A rhythm was built as the hybrid rammed but her holes.

The student moaned as her dripping walls clenched around Yengal's root. The girl panted between her moans and threw her head back as one of her sensitive nipples was being lapped at by Yengal. Rough fingers squeezed at her unattended breast and elicited small, encouraging mewls from Hel.

She shuddered as her juices spilled out from her and nodded in response to Yengal's question.

So encouraged Birch sped up as vines replaced his hands at her hips allowing rough fingers to smooth against her breasts, fingers swirling against the aerola there then pinching and tugging against them he leaning forward now to tend to her exposed neck allowing his moist tongue to sweep against that soft tenderness.

Eventually he found a spot to his liking suckling against it as he pushed a vine a little quicker into her rear to match the pace of his root inside her folds.

She was so wet now, a delight to that appendage that sucked up those abundance of those juices. Encouraged by her acknowledgment he had known that he was going to win from the star for he took advantage of the fact that human males and most monsters climaxed. He did not, though he chose when to release his own enzyme to make it seem as if he climaxed in some fashion.

He would coat the insides of her passage, or maybe her body, he had yet to determine this though first he would make her cum. The challenge of course was one that he could not truly take rise in seeing that he did not technically cum though she did not need to know this. If it promoted her in returning then so be it.

“You taste so sweet, sapling.” This was more than a snack at this stage turning into a full fledged meal though that was something he could not help. It was as if he were taking a single potato chip, he could not eat just one after all.

The sensation of the rough, bark-like texture of Yengal's fingers running over her sensitive nipples made the girl squirm and moan as he tugged on her nipples. Small mewls escaped the girl as her neck was assailed by the hybrid's tounge.

The pace of the vine and root inside her synced up and the thrusts grew deeper. Hel continued to writhe in pleasure underneath the monster as he left marks on her neck.

Hel's legs gave out as she felt a climax quickly approaching. She gushed juices from her nethers, letting a loud chain of moans loose before she rode it out.

Her defeat was assured at this stage, her nethers offering up more of that erotic bliss as he greedily feasted on the essence of her body. He pressed into bot her ends at once feeling her legs grow weak as that orgasm built up.

“Yes, cum, sapling,” he was thrilled with her defeat, injecting her with the warm sap soon after as she closed around his root that had been encouraged with her inevitable end to speed up.

The vine in her ass went quicker as it plunged into her a he sought to hasten her own defeat. When he had it he did not stop though he did slow down considerably. A finger traced against her lips.

“Oh, sapling, you have been so good to me. Such a pleasant being. And now you shall return to me, I can trust you to keep your word?”

e considered taking the roller skates as collateral to ensure that she would come back though she could probably get a replacement though.

Hel felt her legs going limp from the overstimulation. Yengal continued pushing inside her to reach every last drop of her fluids. She had lost and was fully aware.

A hot sticky substance shot inside her. The girl was flustered and her walls quivered while the hybrid slowed his ministrations. Hel finally came down from her climax as a wooden digit touched her lips.

She nodded obediently to Yengal's terms.

Birch had slid out of that luscious body, pleased by it as the vegetation drew away from her. His hamd pressed to her side stroking up and down. That uneven texture was a little rough but he did not harm her as he caressed her as that hand drew down from he curve of her breast to her hip then back up again.

He was pleased that she had agreed though he was uncertain if she were just agreeing while powerless ti deny him or if here were more to it. There was no telling for certain, he would have to let her dress and return before rolling the die of chance and seeing if that was the case.

“You may dress sapling.” His eyes swept her body, a hand cupping her breast as he did so. “Thank you, that was an incredible snack.”

Hel shuddered slightly as the vines pulled away from her and left Yengal stroking her soft curves. The creature eyed her body and held held a breast in his grasp.

She grabbed her clothes and pulled on the articles quickly once he gave her permission and grabbed her things. The student turned and walked away, leaving behind the clearing and Yengal.

He had watched her dress, indeed wondering if she would return. She hastily dressed so he was left to wonder if she were coming back or in a hurry to get away. Still, he had lost nothing from the little game if she did not return for he had already gotten his snack for the evening.

Birch would watch as she went. Only time would tell. He let the student depart watching until she had vanished.

His thoughts did turn to next time as he considered that it would mean pleasure more than nourishment should she return.