As time passed, the night grows longer for the girl. And the sounds of the night grow sweeter in each turn, as each bodily resistance turns into want for more carnal attention, as each touch turns into a more pleasurable sensation.

Clearly Kouzakai had produced what he wanted. As he sucked hungrily at the girl's bosom, and at this time, was actually alternating between one and the other, his ministrations had seemingly forced that part of her body to automatically look for that kind of attention. He tried to stop sucking. She stopped her squirming, but that was replaced by a docile arc of her back, this action being a sign that she was looking for that one thing which was happening to her on front.

Downstairs was a different story, since she already was juicing way beyond control, and Kouzakai was already way beyond doubt that she would continue to resist down there, anyways.

But the way she reacted to Kouzakai exploring her rear was different. It must have been that she had never been toyed with before there, but it only makes it all the more exciting. Kouzakai smiled, having realized a bargaining chip which he never thought of using.

" Well, well..." he said, smiling. " needless my tentacle needs a place to rest...would you rather it rest there, or somewhere else?"

The removal of his mouth made Saira seem calmer - to a point. Her mind was still consumed by distractions, terror... and lust, however. But nonetheless, when she answered Kouzakai's agonizing question, Saira spoke clearer. But not without the same terror, the same stupid terror she was slipping into, that didn't realize something else was less painful than him penetrating her ass - but ultimately worse for her efforts to keep sane.

'P-please! Anywhere but there, I don't want to be hurt..."

Tears were running down her face at this point. Despite it all, all the pleasure and fear... Saira was very afraid of being hurt, moreso than even being violated...

Kouzakai decided to scare her just a little bit.

His tentacle went in alright, but went so far as to just brush against her crinkled hole, giving her the illusion that he was really going on. He just continued to brush the tentacle against that hole ever so gently, paying attention to sometimes making the tip go in about 1 or 2 centimeters.

That having been done, once again Kouzakai fed on her like a young seaspawn.

The nipples just begged to be sucked. If it was either fear or pleasure or both, Kouzakai never knew. But they had grown to the kind Kouzakai liked, firm and really taut. He spoke one final word of advice to the girl before plunging back in.

" You know what to do if you don't want me violating places you never want to have violated..." he smiled impishly, "...cooperate."

Kouzakai then started to move his hands to her nether lips, finding out that they had been quite wet for some time now. He started to tease her lips once more, his hands brushing against them, and feeling every inch of the organ that he could. He was sucking once more, but this time it was more a lick than a suck, at her breasts.

What he had done earlier had inexplicably given the monster a bargaining chip.

At what seemed to be Kouzakai's tentacle slipping into her ass, Saira began screaming and pleading louder, struggling, trying to pull herself forward and away from it!

"No, please, I - nnnnnngh - don't want..."

But then she stopped, as she hear Kouzakai's words. Saira was beginning to get desperate, and stared up at the beast, tears still falling from those violet eyes. Her voice was cracking from the fear and shock...

"B-but what are you going t-t-to do the-Aannnnnh~"

And by that time she felt the hand rubbing all along her pussy, and she clenched her eyes shut again, moaning softly to herself, though with a sense of mental pain, of feeling the strain of the ordeal coming through. But nonetheless, she was getting the sense that he wanted her to let him do whatever the... other thing he wanted to do was. With her lip lightly, as if to show the sense of... disgust, almost doom she felt, Saira arched her back, flexing her groin forwards. Forwards like the lust still waiting in her emotions was telling her to...

The things that he did were affecting her, no doubt about that. The scare he gave her was the most promising proof that she was way beyong doubt scared, and was ready to do whatever to stop him from doing just whatever he wanted. It would also mean he would get her without much more labour on his part, though of course it meant he would have to control himself.

He kept adding to the pressure of that tentacle, though kept it in its position constantly. It would be like a gun pointed at her head, for that was what she really needed...to be goaded to give in. Her mind was not a waste, in the sense that she was effectively keeping lust in the deepest portions, and was stopping it from crashing through the gate.

He could not remember, but very few girls were exactly like her, which took Kouzakai quite a long time to goad.

In this position, though, Kouzakai could not answer her questions, nor whisper really nasty things which he felt she could appreciate or loathe, being a very scholastic individual. All he could do was make her feel through actions that he did.

This served to make her move forward, something Kouzakai thought she would not do. And the sudden action only served to bury about one fourth of the monster's digit right into her hole...

"OHH!"

The loud, surprised exclamation was accompanied by Saira's eyes widening and her mouth opening to match, reaching that familiar 'O' shape. The pleasure was sudden and shocking, and the girl was left with a gap in her focus and fear, a small moment of lust getting a chance to work more directly. But... fear, uncertainty and doubt still lived in her.

But the pressure of the tentacle loitering at the entrance to her ass made Saira realize she was going to have to do something to, ah... cooperate. With a grimace as if wondering how she got herself into this, she leaned forward even more - if Kouzakai released from them, it'd be enough for her breasts to push against his very inhuman scales... So much so that she was laying on top of him at an angle, her butt out and pussy prominently visible. The echoing lust in Saira's mind made her feel... a bit excited at the position, but at the same time, she felt dirty, somehow wrong...

There were certain limits to how much more a person can suffer before he or she can crack, and this, certainly, was one of those things that can test a person's limits.

He wasn't banking on such a thing to distract her, if she really had a united resolve to go through this without even feeling a slight tinge nor a shiver as this monster had his way with her. But it was beginning to be like an enemy agent trying to crack his opponent's shell. And her shell was beginning to fracture.

That finger may have been the key.

Kouzakai was not really surprised about the next turn of events, how, even though it was not convincing enough, her hips started to move forward about just an inch or so. Or how her back was now arched even more than it was some minutes ago, so much that he thought he felt one of her hands make the impression of going for his head, obviously to push it harder against her chest.

She did not need to do so, it seems. This position clearly got more of that breast in him than any push would've.

" Mmmhhmmm..." Kouzakai mumbled, in deeper understanding.

He tried to test the waters, and slowly, slowly, his digit started to dig in deeper, feeling her tight canal surround and engulf it slowly. For the moment...he would do it like this.

The fires of the warming cauldron of lust had to be lit, in order for him to fully enjoy this.

So the girl's eyes closed harder, as breathing began to get heavier, as her body began to shift again. After all those teases, all the mind games... Kouzakai was finally beginning to at least reach something deeper inside. The moving finger was sliding along folds, deeper in, giving Saira a sense of... it was a slow pleasure, but it was inside her, she noted it for that.

Her mental voice kept repeating to itself... That she was just surviving. That she was going to feel pleasure, and that's just what he wanted, nothing more. And yet... She felt her hips shifting more, moving back in forth in a rhythm with the finger. Saira felt her butt moving in a soft circle to match her hips' motion, her body swaying, her voice intoning those low moans again.

If she noticed, it'd stop. But it wasn't that she tried to stop it...

...But that her lust was growing, beginning to make her act.

Finally, the tips and the scales have all begun to tip in favor of the monster.

If in the beginning she was still holding back, needing some coaxing from the monster, now there were actions which she was doing that the monster completely did not ask for. There were those gyrations of her hips which were subtle yet noticeable; the movements of her hands which were timid yet needy; and the sounds which came from her which were more incoherent, more animal. It seems the inhibitions which stemmed from her smart and scholastic nature was melting, and all those heaps of distractions which came from the monster had finally taken their toll.

She was faltering.

Kouzakai delighted in that accidental push of his finger and credited it for the final straw. Not to be outdone, he began to finger her slowly, reaching the limit of his finger and starting to move it in and out, buried to the hilt, then taken all the way out, and in again. It produced the most melodious of sounds, and the most noticeable of meltdowns.

As if that wasn't enough, finger thin tentacles began to wrap themselves around her nipples, milking them slowly.

" Ahh...slipping into immorality, are we?" Kouzakai said, beginning to enjoy it more than earlier.

Slow, deep pleasure began to blossom into a moving wave, running through her body. Saira moaned deeper, and more often, as the finger began to do its work, and her body shifted more, craving the attention. Higher pitched sounds joined the lower moans as the thin tentacles moved into position, their subtle squeezes triggering the most sensitive parts of her breasts. The girl pressed her hips against the finger... just as she heard the words.

But Saira didn't want to acknowledge it. For a split second, she paused, the tone of a high "ah!" dropping as she hesitated, feeling dirtier than before. But a stroke of the finger summoned the noises again, and set Saira in motion again, the more animal reflexes becoming harder to ignore. The only reminder that she had flinched mentally at the question was the new teardrops being pressed out of her tightly closed eyes.

Saira was confused, existing between the thrill of the touches, and the tortured drive to live through this - and the more she gave up and just tried to ride it out, the less she'd think, forming ideas or questions or conflicting emotions. She wanted to just shut it all off, all of the doubts and shame that Kouzakai tried to instill in her - or that she created for herself...

...But the silence of reason gave way to the sounds of lust...

" Now that I have your attention..." Kouzakai said, bathing in the feeling of power he had over the once conservative scientist in the making.

Even as Kouzakai fingers her, Kouzakai shifted her position so that he can play with her tits while he continues. His rough motions finally awaken her some more, that while fingering her he feels another protrusion from her pussy. Slowly and slowly she opened her thighs wider, which was why he felt that protrusion coming out of it's sheath, ready to work.

" Well, well..." Kouzakai said, in amazement and in an almost sickening glee. " ...looks like finally, I've awakened something."
He took a breast into his mouth and sucked on it, while he explored the girl's nearly puffy lips, and her clit which had grown aroused with each motion and with each touch that came from the monster. Kouzakai was in his element now.

He tried to gently bite her nipples while sucking it, a product of holding back all his motions altogether just to remain gentle in all of his motions.

His shadow in the moonlight was something that was the stuff of nightmares, even as he coaxed the girl more and more into finally, not trying to live through the experience, and actually enjoying it...no, actually wanting it.

Corruption.

Now, she wasn't even listening. Saira didn't even want to acknowledge what Kouzakai was saying. Between her determination to just purge her mind of any conscious thought (not as easy as you'd think!) and the growing electric-strong pleasure she was beginning to get... Taunts evaporated, hiding just within her perception. Her body tingled, and then Saira's yelps and screams hit a higher pitch and louder volume as finger met clit.

Her head was thrown back with that and the strong attention to her breasts, the shock of the bites and the sensation of the suction. Saira closed her eyes, moaning, screaming, gyrating... and her body became that rhythm. If she thought about, fought over it, she'd just feel shame and pain... But even now, this release felt inherently wrong, somehow.

And yet her body invited it with each flex, each gyration...

Kouzakai never bothered to speak anymore, since the proceeding was going so well and to add insult to injury was just pure cockheaded insolence. Besides there was a different kind of insult happening now, and it was far more hurting than the one that he was doing verbally.

He let go of the tit he was sucking on. There was a thin thread of salive leading to his mouth from the breast, as he observed his handiwork. The girl was loving it, or so it appeared, and as they say actions spoke louder than words. The more he gave, the more she took. Her back looked like it was on the verge of breaking in half, the way she arched so painfully. It was like in the stories of old, of young maidens offering their bodies to appease the hunger of monsters plaguing their town.

But of course, this particular monster's hunger can only be satiated just enough for a night, to be on the prowl again so soon.

He concentrated his attention for a moment and focused himself to move his fingers on her nether region, teasing the mons with his thumb before assaulting her waiting clit. It was hard, like a jutting pebble out of smooth limestone and it was aching for attention. That seemed to be evident, judging from the way that her wails and moans seem to be reaching higher and higher a pitch, until it crashes down in a thundering crescendo of orgasms and spasms.

Kouzakai smiled, and pulled his index and middle finger together to form a thick, phallic shape, before burying it back into her waiting hole.

Her writhing form clearly resembles something Kouzakai had seen once before...that of his half-blood, the Leviathans, while they were in the throes of their sexual frenzy.

The girl's mouth opened wider, as the moans held their pitch, but grew louder, faster. A veritable stream of noise emerged when the finger paid attention to her clit as she had... wanted? Rubbing against it as her groin shivered from the contact. But at the same time, her body was thrusted back by the almost phallic force within, brought by yet other fingers. It was good, better than anything she herself could do...

...But Saira wanted more, and the lusty glances, the seeming pout to her lips, showed it. She wanted more than even this, now that lust was firmly taking root, such a feeling demanded to be fulfilled! Rationality was silent, a murmur in the back of her head wondering what the hell she was doing. It was intense, it was hard to compose oneself or protect one's convictions with feelings like this!

Kouzakai glanced just one time at her face, and that look told him something he had been waiting for quite some time.

" I know that look." He said in a raspy, unearthly voice that was heavily tinged with controlled lust.

Kouzakai continued to piston in and out, in and out of her gaping hole, until it just appeared that she can just take it no more, at which point he decided to stop the movements. He never even took it out, though...he just stopped his movement.

He waited for that bewildered look on her face, that wailing plea for a little something more, and then...

Kouzakai's tentacles was set to help, wrapping around her legs, and lifting her bodily up until she was snug as a bug and comfortable in her seat on the monster's broad shoulders. At this point, when he is face to face with another lip which he wanted to be acquainted with so much. Wetter than the one that made all the wonderful noises and something so much more wonderful to kiss...to suck...and to lick.

Kouzakai breathed upon the caramel skin, and smiled.

" This is what you want, ain't it?" he said, before eventually diving in.