"Don't come in yet!"

Black Hat stood outside Demencia's door, watching the hallway lights flicker. She was doing something in there that was going to blow a fuse.

"Ok come in!"

He pushed open the door.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh no, I'm great! Why'd you ask?" Demencia cocked her head.

Black Hat stood, unfazed by Demencia's current appearance. She was lying on her stomach, legs kicking in the air behind her.

"No reason."

Black Hat still stared at her. She returned to browsing on her laptop. His eyes narrowed into slits, confused.

"Anything interesting happen lately?" He questioned.

"No...?" She didn't even look up.

It was killing him.

"Why do you have so many fucking fans in here? I'm starting to actually feel cold!" He gestured towards the thirteen different kinds of fans lined up around her bed, all on the highest setting. They all were directed to her.

"Oh... That's personal."

She didn't even look up from her screen.

"You have to turn those off or the power is gonna go out."

Demencia nervously looked at him, then back at the fans.

"...can you leave?" She asked, almost embarrassed.

"If I leave I know you won't turn off the fans."

"That's not true! Just please close the door on your way out."

Black Hat was just about to leave, but the lights began to flicker once more. Then the power went out.

"Come on!" Flug shouted from two doors down.

"Go! Leave!" Demencia yelled, really cautious for some reason.

"No! Your the reason the lights just shut off!"

She seemingly gave up on trying to get him leave.

"I had the fans on so you wouldn't smell the room"

Black Hat cackled, then wiped a tear from his eye, "I smell that stench of yours everyday!"

"No! I'm..." She stopped talking, then dove under her blankets.

He went to reach and tear them off of her but the smell finally hit him. It was sickly sweet, yet smelled of flesh.

The eldritch licked his lips. Demencia had to have been hiding something from him. Something smelled delicious. His sharp teeth stretched into a smile as he tore the sheets off of her.

She looked sweaty and flustered, almost as if she had the flu. Her face was beet red.

"Huh?" Black Hat furrowed his brows. He moved her pillow, checking under it. Nothing. He checked under the bed. Nothing.

He looked around for a few more seconds before realizing it was her smell. It was irresistible.

"What did you roll in?" His nose crinkled up, disgusted to know he had been craving her fragrance.

"It's just something that happens... usually I'm out doing my job when it happens so you aren't affected by it."

Black Hat looked at her. Then around the dimly lit room. Her. Dimly lit room. Her. Room.

"This is disgusting."

"I know."

He still lingered. Her laboured breaths were the only sound in the room.

"How do you get rid of it?"

"It just goes away."

...

Demencia fucking lied. It had been a week later and that damned smell was still coming from her room. Flug never got around to fixing the power because he was so busy trying to finish up what he could before the deadline. Fixing the power on his old manor was quite the chore, and the owner himself didn't even want to do it.

So here he was, sitting, and suffering in his quarters. He didn't know what to do. What wasn't she doing? There had to be a way to get rid of it. Black Hat had spent every night just inhaling the amazing scent, and slowly he lusted after it. He hadn't dared to enter her room.

That was until today.

"Demencia. Get rid of the scent or I'm beating your ass."

She rose up from her bed and looked at the cranky eldritch in her doorway. The hybrid rubbed her eyes, still half asleep.

"I need another reptile..." She said under her breath.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"You just said something."

"I don't remember that."

"You literally just said it!" He yelled back at her.

"And I heard it. You said you needed another reptile?"

Demencia bit her lip, nodding. Black Hat crossed himself, as if he was about to meet God... if he existed.

He stepped over to the bed and got into it. She blinked, confused.

Black Hat sat up, then raised his leg over her hips, straddling her. The scent grew stronger and he went crazy.

He quickly pinned her arms above her head, staring right into her eyes.

"Oh my god," she whispered, eyes lost in his. He lowered down on top of her, bodies making contact. He breathed her in, licking his lips.

Black Hat suddenly put his lips on hers, their mouths moving together. His thin tongue darted into her mouth, wrapping around her tongue and squeezing. Demencia's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her fantasies being fulfilled right before her.

He could taste the smell. It tasted like raw meat, yet still had a sickly sweet flavor to it. Animalistic growls escaped from him.

He kept squeezing her tongue, tasting her saliva and tugging on her wet muscle. She moved it slightly, trying to escape.

Soon he released it, only to explore the rest of her mouth hungrily. He could feel their swapped spit running down his chin. It was too good. He couldn't get enough.

Demencia soon tried to pull away from him, failing. He conjured up two misty hands to hold her face still.

Black Hat drank her spit, occasionally nipping at her tongue and drawing blood as well.

Her super strength helped her finally tear away from his death grip. Demencia's soft warm lips parted from his, a string of saliva still connecting them. She breathed heavily, her hot breaths on his face.

Black Hat decided to give her mouth a much deserved break. He made a long lick from her collar bone to her still wet lips. Her sweat was even better, and he knew how to get better access to her bare skin.

He took a claw and drew it up her tight shirt. Her chest popped out. She let out a sigh.

Black Hat stared for a bit. Her pink hard mounds were calling his name, yearning for his touch. He split his tongue in two, and put one side on each tit. His tongues rolled around her nipples, tasting her slick skin.

When Demencia looked down, she saw him looking right up at her, the smugest look on his face. Her mouth twisted slightly before a moan escaped. Following that, a few more and some whining. She had never felt that before. Two tongues at once had felt so good. Her already rock hard nipples were being played with so well. The hybrid squirmed under him, thighs rubbing against each other.

Black Hat pried her thighs apart then kept them spread with his mist hands.

She only panted in response, losing her mind. Another pair of misty hands were conjured up to squeeze her breasts.

Demencia attempted to break free from his hold over her head to rub herself but he was too strong this time.

Black Hat enjoyed seeing her squirm and whine. It was amusing to see how vulnerable she looked. Flug would probably laugh if he saw her like this.

She grinded up into him, getting her rocks off on the pressure. He froze. He could feel himself beginning to respond. Black Hat ignored it and began to tweak her nipples. She drooled in response, only making him lust after her fluids more.

Demencia gave him a few more bucks before suddenly going still and twitching a bit. She moaned loudly, biting her lip as an attempt to silence herself.

"You couldn't wait?" Black Hat scolded. She mustered up a lazy grin. He stopped playing with her nipples then moved to her bottoms. He locked a claw into the hem of her shorts.

"W-wait."

"What?" He said impatiently.

"I love you."

He poked out and flicked his tongue in digust. She only smiled in response.

Black Hat tugged down her shorts and marvled at the sight before him. He gave her a salacious, toothy grin before giving her lower lips a lick. The taste spread along his tongue, giving complete ecstasy. He went to town. The eldritch could barely contain himself.

"Woah, wo-AH!~" Demencia's mouth stayed ajar, drool beginning to form at the corner of her lips. All she managed to get out were a few feeble attempts at "god". She gripped onto his shoulders, still unable to form a single coherent sentence.

He twirled his serpentine tongue around her clit, still being mindful of her being sensitive. It seemed like he was doing something right because Demencia wasn't saying a word... or at least it didn't seem like she was.

Her thighs clamped around his head, rendering him immobile.

"Wait, you woman! Your thighs are gonna crack my fucking head!" Black Hat dug his claws into her legs, drawing blood. She only moaned louder in response. He cursed himself silently.

Demencia hadn't finished yet, but still had his head clamped between her legs.

"W-what are you waiting for?" She caught her breath

"What are you waiting for?" Black Hat mimicked in a high pitched voice, "I can't move my damn head!" He growled.

Demencia sheepishly spread her legs, allowing him to lift up.

"Damn you," Black Hat mumbled.

The bittersweet taste still lingered on his tongue. Even though he wanted to go back down on her, he refrained from doing so. He stood up from the bed then stood beside it.

"Can I give you a jerk?" Demencia m a cupped hand back and forth in the air. Black Hat's non-existent nose turned up at the motion.

He wanted to say no.

...he also couldn't let a good offer go to waste.

The eldritch sighed, then unzipped his pants. She squealed.

After some more movement, a tentacle-like appendage popped out. Demencia cocked her head, "I thought it would look like something else."

"What do you mean 'something else'?" He sounded slightly offended.

She lifted up to sit on her legs, then placed a hand around the base of him.

"I don't know. Like pointy? A drill? Kinda like a pig's... not exactly like a pig's cause that's a little too weird. Even for me. But more like a cat's spiky dick but more twirly."

Black Hat's face was twisted into a look of utter disgust.

"I don't fuck animals. I just know them really well. Did y'know that I used to work on a farm? There were a bunch of cats too. Or did I learn about farms in a book...? Anyways! You look better than expected."

Demencia's horrifying rambling came to end. His boner was almost killed in the process. She pumped it a bit before planting a kiss on the tip.

The hybrid opened her mouth, then lowered it over his member. She sucked tight, and began to bob her head slowly, teasingly. She softly thrummed her tongue along the underside of the wiggly length.

Black Hat grabbed the bed, gritting his teeth. He took in the newfound hotness of her mouth against his cold flesh. A few twitches were felt as he adjusted to the temperature.

The eldritch maneuvered his cock against her tongue, rolling it around the wet muscle. She allowed him to go deeper into her cavern. He felt himself reach the back of her throat, and breathed in deep, attempting to silence his reactions. She kept up her tongue rolling and sucked in her cheeks.

Black Hat was biting back all of the noises he wanted to make. He wanted her to think she was doing a poor job. Why give her the satisfaction?

Demencia placed her hands on his thighs, gripping on them for stability as she began to move with his writhing length. She looked up at him, hoping to see some sort of reaction.

She took him out of her mouth with a 'pop'. He frowned, displeased with her stopping.

"If you aren't liking this we can just stop," Demencia mumbled, still toying with the tip of his dick. He furrowed his brows, trying to not let the frustration show through his voice.

"I guess we can."

She smirked up at him, "Ok!"

Instead of hopping up, she wrapped both of her hands around his cock and pumped into her mouth, her tongue circling the top of his member. Black Hat gasped, hands grabbing onto her green locks. He hissed soon after, hating that he was caught by surprise. Demencia stuck out her tongue and pressed it against him, then took another glance up at his face.

Black Hat's expression was crossed between angry and desperate, his eyebrows furrowed yet mouth ajar and tongue hanging out. It wasn't what she had expected, but it was better. Just like his dick.

"Dammit," he groaned. He suddenly pressed the back of her head down on top of him, slightly choking her on his length. She felt the cold, thick substance shoot into her throat, then slowly make it's way down.

Black Hat grunted, shooting his loads into her mouth. Muffled sounds of praise came from her. He let go, allowing her to pull up.

Demencia threw her head back to catch her breath, only to cough up the gunk in her throat. It's green color now coated her lips.

"First of all, that was disgusting. Second, I knew I was good at that. You're just mean." Demencia bat her eyelashes, "That's what I love about you!~"

"Don't ever say that again," Black Hat mumbled, still catching his breath.

"What? Love?" She grinned.

"Demencia."

"Sorry."

They sat in silence for a little bit before she piped up again.

"Are you gonna let me ride you? Cause I just slobbed on your knob and if I hop on it it'll benefit both of us this time."

Black Hat was hesitant to accept. He wasn't fertile, but they say not to stick your dick in crazy.

But crazy ones were usually the best in bed.

The eldritch rolled his eyes before slapping his right thigh. She rose up from her spot, tits bouncing into view. He grinned, knowing exactly how to finish this fast.

Demencia clambered onto his lap, then positioned herself above him, "Don't hold back. Rake into my fucking skin." She said grimly.

With that, the girl slammed down on top of him, earning a moan from him. She felt him twist and curl within her and hit her g-spot several times.

"Oh god, can't sit down for to long," she mumbled to herself before lifting back up. Black Hat thrusted up into her hips everytime she came down all the way. Her toes curled when he did so he knew she was satisfied with that.

Demencia placed her hands on his shoulders, breasts now about eye level with him. He placed his claws on her hips and dug them in slightly. She panted lightly as he did so.

The friction between them was enough to spread the scent of her around them room. Black Hat cursed, growing a hatred for the scent that started this.

She clenched and twitched around him every few pumps.

"W-wait slow down I don't wanna finish yet," her face was bright red.

Black Hat grinned up at her, she only shook her head in disagreement with him. He reached up and pinched both of her nipples, twisting them slightly, then tugged on them. She let out a moan as she hunched over his figure slightly, hugging his upper body.

He kept at it, and before he knew it, they were finishing together. Demencia clutched onto his shoulders and threw her head back while Black Hat forced her down and finished deep inside her. She shuddered at the coldness of his seed.

They sat together for a few more seconds as they finished and rode out their orgasms together.

"Thank you," Demencia whispered as she flipped off of him onto the covers. Just as she did so, the intoxicating scent vanished.

"I'm leaving."

Black Hat stood up after cleaning himself up, half expecting her to stop him. When he turned, he realized she was fast asleep.

"Your welcome," he almost inaudibly whispered before leaving the room.

...
I told you had stuff in the works ;))) I'm not satisfied with the end but it's also ok at the same time whatever, hope you enjoyed