Roxanne sat there on the forest floor, her back against the rough bark of an old tree, breathing hard in short, ragged gasps.

Her legs were spread wide apart in a vulnerable, almost obscene position—knees bent and parted as Luke had instructed—exposing the smooth, trembling expanse of her inner thighs to the cool forest air. Though she could not care less about it as of now.

The hem of her dress was bunched up high around her waist, revealing the delicate black fabric of her thin panties clinging tightly to her pussy.

The sheer material left little to the imagination, the outline of her soft folds clearly visible, a faint dampness already beginning to darken the cloth from her panicked sweat and the rising heat in her body.

Just inches from the edge of those black panties, on the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, were the two angry crimson puncture marks from the snakebite.

The area around them was already swelling slightly, flushed a deep, heated pink that contrasted sharply with her pale skin.

Each heavy breath she took made her chest rise and fall, causing her thighs to quiver and the thin panty to pull even tighter against her mound, the fabric teasingly wedged between her lips.

Her face was flushed, eyes half-lidded and misty with a mix of pain and growing disorientation, lips parted as soft, needy whimpers escaped her.

The sting from the bite pulsed hotly through her veins, spreading warmth dangerously close to her core, making her hips twitch involuntarily.

Luke knelt between her spread legs, his gaze locked on the bite mark with professional focus... though the sight before him was anything but easy to ignore.

He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against the burning skin of her inner thigh, dangerously close to the thin barrier of fabric protecting her most private area.

She hissed in response before Luke muttered, "Need to suck out the poison before it becomes dangerous."

Roxanne was concerned, "Won’t you end up harming yourself?"

Luke shook his head, "Don’t worry, I have done this before so I know how to do it." He then took out a small vial from his inventory and said, "First drink this, it will help your body stabilize."

Roxanne hesitated since it looked like a potion not meant for something so trivial. However, she knew how he would react if she rejected him so without a word she took the vial.

Just as she attached the rim of the vial to her lips, her inner thighs was attacked.

Roxanne instinctively tilted The vial and consumed some of the cool potion at the contact.

The potion tasted faintly sweet, with an undercurrent of something earthy and potent, sliding down her throat in slow, thick swallows.

She tried to focus on drinking it, but her attention continued to waver as Luke operated on her.

His warm breath ghosted over the sensitive, bite-marked skin of her inner thigh, just inches from the thin black fabric of her panties. Then his lips made contact.

A sharp, heated suction pulled at the puncture wounds, his mouth sealing firmly around the swollen, flushed area.

The wet heat of his lips and tongue pressed against her, drawing out the venom with slow, deliberate pulls.

Each rhythmic suck sent jolts of intense sensation racing through her body—part pain, part burning relief, and far too much unwanted pleasure.

"Mmm—!"

A muffled, needy sound escaped her around the vial still pressed to her lips.

The potion spilled slightly down her chin as her body jolted.

His lips felt impossibly hot and soft against her hyper-sensitive inner thigh, grazing the edge of the bite mark with every pull.

The way his tongue flicked lightly over the twin punctures to coax out more poison made her hips twitch uncontrollably, pushing her mound closer to his face.

The thin black panties were now visibly damp, the fabric clinging obscenely to her pussy lips, the outline of her swelling clit becoming more pronounced with every heartbeat.

Each time Luke sucked harder, a fresh wave of tingling heat bloomed dangerously close to her core, making her inner walls clench around nothing.

Luke’s strong hands held her thighs apart, keeping her legs spread wide as he worked.

His fingers dug into her soft flesh, steadying her trembling body while his mouth continued its lewd, intimate treatment; sucking, licking, and drawing the venom into his own mouth before spitting it aside. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Roxanne’s eyes fluttered, half-lidded with growing lust. Another low, broken moan slipped out mid-swallow as his lips brushed just beneath the edge of her panties, the heat of his breath teasing the soaked fabric directly over her pussy.

"Ahh... Luke..." she whimpered softly, the potion nearly finished, her voice thick and shaky.

The venom’s fire was mixing with something far more dangerous now; an aching, throbbing need centered right between her spread legs.

Her hips rolled weakly, almost grinding against the air as his focused, heated mouth continued sucking on her inner thigh with relentless precision.

The sight was utterly obscene: her dress hiked up, black panties drenched and pulled tight against her dripping folds, and Luke’s face buried between her quivering thighs, mouth working hungrily on her most intimate area under the guise of medical necessity.

Roxanne’s breathing grew even more ragged as the last drops of the potion slid down her throat. The vial slipped from her lips, but before she could catch her breath, Luke’s mouth began to move.

Slowly and with a needy purpose.

His heated lips trailed lower from the bite mark, gliding across the burning inner thigh until they pressed directly against the soaked front of her thin black panties.

A low, wet sound filled the quiet forest as he licked a long, firm stripe right over her covered pussy.

"Mmmph—!" Roxanne’s hips jerked sharply, a choked moan escaping her, "L-Luke! What are...nngh!"

The fabric was utterly drenched, clinging transparently to her swollen folds.

Luke’s tongue dragged slowly up and down, tasting her through the cloth, pressing the wet material between her pussy lips with each deliberate lick.

The heat of his mouth, the firm pressure of his tongue circling her clit through the panties; it made her thighs tremble violently around his head.

"I need to be sure..." he murmured against her, voice low and husky, "the venom might have spread lower."

With one hand, he hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties and slowly slid them aside, exposing her glistening, bare pussy to the open air. Her pink folds were puffy and slick with arousal, her clit visibly throbbing.

Without hesitation, Luke leaned in and licked her directly.

A long, slow, hungry drag of his tongue from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her swollen clit made Roxanne cry out, her back arching hard against the tree.

"Ahh—! Luke...!"

His tongue was hot and relentless, lapping at her dripping entrance before swirling around her sensitive nub.

He licked her with focused, filthy precision; long strokes that parted her folds, followed by tight circles on her clit, then dipping lower to push inside her just enough to taste her properly.

The obscene sounds of his mouth sucking and licking her wet pussy echoed softly between her spread thighs.

Roxanne’s hands flew down, one gripping his hair tightly as her hips rolled shamelessly against his face. Her black panties were now pulled completely to the side, stretched taut by his fingers as he feasted on her.

Every lick sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her body, the venom’s lingering heat only amplifying the sensation until she felt like she was melting. Her juices coated his lips and chin as he continued "checking" her thoroughly, sucking gently on her clit before dragging his tongue back down to lap at her entrance again and again.

"Haah... haah... they will come back..." she whimpered brokenly, eyes glassy with lust, legs shaking uncontrollably around his shoulders.

Luke didn’t stop. "Let them," His mouth stayed buried between her thighs, licking and sucking her dripping pussy with intense concentration, as if ensuring not a single drop of venom had reached her most sensitive place.

Fuck, he was too deep in this to pull out now.

Raising to his knees, he looked down at the gasping woman.

He couldn’t stop now.

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A/N:- I hope you liked the Chapter.