Chapter 199: Healing The Injured Beast
Her mouth was full of his cock.
It could have been a great indication that the healing process was functioning, as the interior of her mouth was filled with the beast's pre-cum. He was still unconscious, but his member was hardening more than ever. This had to be a good sign.
Meanwhile, September was still successfully intercepting Agatha. She couldn't go past her. The burned witch still tried moving forward and reaching the Minotaur on the medical table, but her nipples were constantly pulled toward September. She had been able to take a few steps forward and placed her hands on top of September's shoulder.
Her naked nipples being pulled like this aroused her so much that she couldn't help it and went ahead and moaned a lot. Having someone remotely pulling and playing with her nipples wasn't as great as something actually and physically touching them, but it was different enough, so it was exciting. However, this didn't mean that Agatha couldn't have some fun with her as well. After pressing down on her shoulders, she slid her palms down to her chest and prepared to do the same thing to her as well.
Agatha began by pulling on her large, jack-o-lantern breastplates. She easily undressed her and then threw the cups on each side of her. September's big and exposed tits jiggled all around the place as they were finally freed again. Agatha licked her lips. Her appetite had been wetted already. Even though Agatha could barely move at this point, her willpower and sheer strength were both more than enough for her to be able to reach for her breasts and to grope them.
"What do you think you're doing?" September asked her.
"The same thing as you…" The partially burned witch with the eye patch replied to her. Agatha came across as someone who was taking a lot of pleasure out of groping another witch's boobs.
"I was doing that to distance you. Why are you doing it?" September questioned her, but then, not too long after Agatha originally began caressing and grabbing her breasts, delicious and precious mana milk started to drip out of her nipples. They saw it.
"Why, you must be enjoying this if your big tities are making and shooting milk already," Agatha pointed out to her as she stepped forward again, dangerously tempting to be getting a taste of it.
"I am not. Almost anything can cause them to be milked."
"Oh, really? That is such a bad thing. Mind if I taste it?"
"Yes! I mind! My mana milk is not for you! It's for my demon knight and no one else! Do you understand that?" she told her.
"I know, I know. But since you are so determined to keep me in this little corner of the room, away from the formidable demon knight you just spoke of, that leaves you open to some dangers of confronting another witch. You know what? I kind of feel my energy and my personal mana to be quite low at this moment. I hope you will forgive me for this," she directly made fun of her face as she leaned forward and sucked on one of her nipples. In this particular case, she opted for the one on her left first. Without the shadow of a doubt because it was the one nipple, which had the most mana milk dripping out of it. There wasn't any point in letting this precious and perfectly fresh mana milk to be wasted. Not now, not ever.
"You might be stealing my mana milk and consuming it, but this is a price I am willing to pay to watch over my demon knight."
"As soon as I am done with you over here, I'll have him, too."
"We'll see about that…" September moaned as she had her nipple sucked by this witch. She felt liberated that so much of her milk was finally leaving her breasts. Her tits had been getting so heavy lately. Ever since she went to bring Gill back to his swamp, and the way back and the battle with the electric form of Lord Monsoon… She didn't really have much time to fully milk herself or have someone milk her, so the overwhelming amount of mana milk left her breasts and became slightly less heavy.
Junk certainly sucked on her tits a bit during the battle on the road, but not a whole of milk had come out of her boobs during that moment. Some, yes, but not a lot. This was due to the complicity of the battle and the stress that oozed from it. The witch was too nervous to be producing as much milk as she wished she had at that moment, unfortunately.
However, it wasn't the same now. Since she was home, she felt much safer, even during this raid situation here. And the fact that there was another witch in here with her gave her the feeling that the milk production had been fully re-activated. With so much magic and spell casters in this room, there was nothing that was stopping her from making lots of milk.
During that same time, April was still giving, what she personally thought to be the best blow-job she had ever provided to her Halloween knight. She was literally skull-fucking herself using his dick. The tip of his glans was so far and so deep down her throat that she could barely breathe. Behind her: The green cloud was still extracting the lightning damages from Junk's scar. It was a slow process, but it was working. Even though April's mouth and throat were filled with his pre-cum, she still had to make him ejaculate, which was working hard at. She did everything she could to make it happen. She felt like she was about to pass out, she was sucking his cock so fast when‒
"‒What the heck is happening to me?" She heard his voice. Junk woke up. This motivated the young elvish woman to suck on his dick even faster and stronger. Barely five seconds after the young man woke up, he swiftly ejaculated inside of her mouth. He gave all the sperm he had accumulated since his, unfortunate, fall following the dangerous battle with Lord Monsoon. She did. She managed to bring him back from the dead. More or less.
April grinned with her mouth full.