IRyS looks down, biting her lower lip in disappointment. She holds a handful of Kronii's lusterless black hair, tearing her off her cunt.
Kronii looks up, her bloodshot eyes staring at her in desperation, her irises darting around like pinball balls.
It was clear the poor woman was on something, her once healthy body now merely skin on a frame. Even her once bountiful bosom was starting to shrink.
IRyS kneeled down, a sweet but insincere smile on her face. She brings the syringe next to Kronii's nose. The girl's dry tongue licking her rough and bleeding lips.
"Do you want this Kronii?," the poor girl nods so vigorously that her brain was rattling in her cranium.
"THEN DO IT RIGHT," IRyS says in a demonically low voice whilst slapping Kronii down. The once proud Warden Of Time picks herself back again, her clothes now worn and barely able to fill her body.
She goes back to her work, inserting her tongue into IRyS' exposed lower body, tonguing in deep the Nephilim's snatch.
IRyS groans out, that was more like it. This is why she got Kronii addicted to this stuff in the first place.
After 10 minutes of toe curling, spasming pleasure she pats Kronii on the head. She kneels once more.
She grabs Kronii's arm, noticing the tainted off colored veins underneath the pale skin. She takes a nearby leather strap and tightens it around the elbow. Kronii shakes in delirious anticipation.
IRyS tenderly rubs down her arm, looking for a vein that was safe enough to inject. She did find it eventually,
"You've been a good girl Kronii," IRys coo's as she pricks the skin with a needle, compressing the plunger down with her thumb. Kronii sighing out in relief as the concoction starts coursing through her body.
IRyS smiles as Kronii's eyes roll back, she collapses almost 5 minutes in. Her body thrashing and convulsing, foam emanating from her mouth.
IRyS found her suffering exquisite, taking the opportunity to return the favor. She pulled down Kronii's panties as her spasms died slowly. Her prehensile viper tongue flicking Kronii's clit and exploring her chasm.
The demented Nephilim had a hand down there, pleasuring herself. All the while Kronii was unconscious her fried mind already gone off to la la land to experience drug induced bliss.