There was no struggling on his part. Nothing but a faint whimper as his mouth was invaded. Here he had braced for some bizarre pinching technique.
Not a smooch, and not another tongue intruding upon his!
Thespia smiled, placing her lips onto his gently for just a moment...
"Good~"
She began with a series of light smouches, softness of her lips papering his face while her tail held him tighter against her. Then she kissed firmer, tongue slipping past his lips to find his own.
"Then... I'll take you up on that offer. I'm tired of biting mine!"
Frustration and pain triumphed over fluster and very, very intimate closeness. Apparently this was a real issue for the half-breed!
"W-what, no specific technique? Just practice?"
He was far too casual for this, trying to brush off the fact that this was step one in being enveloped by a lamia!
He can smell her too! Those snake genes of his are good for quite a lot of things.
All it takes is a flick of his tongue and he'll sniff out just how close to his back she actually is!