Having a near blackout experience on sucking cock seemed to have weakened the stare's hold on her a bit! As Konoka gasped for sweet, sweet oxygen, she attempted to calm herself. As reflex for those high adrenaline moments where she might either be fighting for her life or pulling one of her allies out of a dangerous situation, Konoka had to ground herself, and the instinct preserved itself even with hypnosis.

Thankfully, her recovery spell not only gave her some lucidity back, it hadn't pushed out the venom either (though it mostly healed the actual wound). She snapped back just in time to catch Medusa's looking away. Was that... relief? Huh, weird.

"Hey..." Konoka started, just before the dryer cock was shoved back in her face. "What--nggh?!" Konoka squirmed, slightly flustered between cognition coming back but the influence and arousal still present, so her lightly armored body wiggling in Medusa's coils and her hands were still working despite her mouth's resistance.