Brendan was full erect despite the fear of what Vipress might do next - or perhaps because of it. Vipress moved her head close to Brendan's face and he wondered if she would bite his neck. But she merely rubbed her head against his neck, flicking her tongue to tickle his ear. Then she rubbed her face across his and her tongue flickered across Brendan's lips. All the while her coils continued to rub against his body, especially his groin.
Brendan ran a hand down Vipress' head, stroking her. Absentmindly, with his other hand he fumbled for the button of his pants.
Vipress shifted her attention from the top of her coils to the bottom. With Brendan's pants unbuttoned, she could do the rest. She gentlely forced her head toward Brendan's crotch, pushing his zipper down. She rubbed her head against his underwear where his erection was obvious then nosed her way underneath the waistband. She flicked her tongue against Brendan's tip and she could feel him quiver with surprised pleasure.
As her tongue worked over Brendan's member, Brendan stroked Vipress' coils that wrapped around his body.
"Please mistress..." he said, almost begging.