Bound by Fate (Pathfinder)(Full)

[CassyInko]

Suite 2

Tina's flush further deepens when Alura steps forward and places a hand upon her tummy, gently swirling her fingertip around her bellybutton. It tickled slightly, and despite her embarrassment, she shimmies slightly in place, a light little giggle escaping her lips "Haha! I'm ticklish there. No fair.." Her voice had dropped to a soft, embarrassed whisper, seductive in it's own right. Yet, when Alura begins to explain the innerworkings of her own body, the girl falls silent, her eyes gazing deeply into the fairy's own. A different kind of bath....it was hard to believe. She knew digesting someone of Alura's size was possible - heck, she'd seen a few human patrons over the years who sported a belly that clearly showed at least ONE person inside of it, and they'd always left with it being...well, much smaller than when they'd arrived. It was nerve wracking in a way, thinking of what she was about to attempt, what Alura was going to allow her to do. Yet, it was also exciting. More exciting than anything else she'd ever attempted, far beyond the normal day-to-day life of waiting tables and taking orders. What if she couldn't manage it? What if she COULD, but couldn't cough the fairy back up?

In her mind's eye, she saw the results with all due clarity. Her big, fairy filled tummy. The little groans and gurgles of her tummy ceaselessly working against the huge meal inside of her. The way her tummy shrank more and more as the hours ticked by, her embarrassment at waiting tables with patrons clearly able to see she'd had a far, far larger dinner than normally allowed for workers. What then? The final thought brought an even further blush to her cheeks, her eyes shifting from Alura's own to the floor. If the fairy stayed in too long...the only way she'd be coming out of her body was...was...

...The same way any OTHER food came out. She didn't really want to hurt Alura - this was a once in a lifetime experience, something she'd been offered out of kindness and want for a little excitement - but...what if she actually digested Alura? What would it feel like, settling herself down on the toilet knowing it was not just another bit of chicken or a sandwich that was going to soon be leaving her body, but another person, a person she'd digested? It made her heart thump in excitement, and without even realizing it, she found herself biting her lower lip, her eyes once more returning to the fairy's own, a tiny smile curving her soft lips at the compliment "T-thanks, Alura. I guess it's easy to stay in shape when you just cart around food all day, walk all the time..." Seeing where Alura's eyes had roamed, Tina presses her arms together the slightest bit, making the soft mounds of her breasts bulge slightly. It was clear 'seduction' was not something she'd had very much experience with at all, and yet, the girl was cute enough she didn't really HAVE to try. The impressive swell of her bust, the slender, delicate curvature of her tummy, the softness and appeal of her hips...she could have just stood there without making a sound, and would have been every bit as alluring.

She continues chewing wordlessly on her lower lip as Alura turns and begins to strip before her, and despite her obvious embarrassment, the fairy can see the girl's eyes shifting downwards across her back to focus upon the tantalizing swell of her rump, her eyes widening just the slightest bit when the tight, plant-based fabric is peeled from her body. Again, Tina felt her pulse speed up. She was going to eat Alura. That meant, she'd taste...everywhere. Her tongue would be free to explore every inch of the fairy's skin, every dimple, every...private area. Realizing she'd been holding her breath, she exhales slowly, drinking in the sight of the fae's body as she strips bit by bit before her.

When Alura spins back to regard her, naked and proudly offering everything she had to Tina's eyes, she is not disappointment. The girls eyes roam across her body with deliberate slowness, drinking in every sight as though it would slake the thirst of excitement that she could feel thrumming through her body. Finally, after what seems like ages, she finally whispers "You're beautiful..." her voice reverent and yet, with just a hint of...desire? Again, it's Alura who makes the first move, stepping forward to cup the girl's breasts. They felt heavy in her grip, soft and immensely warm, and yet despite being a bit 'above average' for a girl of Tina's size, they held the firmness of youth, and the touch of Alura's thumb against her nipple has it instantly stiffening, drawing a faint 'mm' from the blushing girl. Though it was not that which surprised her - it was the sudden kiss that followed, Alura's lips planting against the girl's own.

They were soft and supple, with just the faintest hints of plushness that made them so easy to kiss, the faint flavor of the immediately evident upon Alura's tongue. That taste only increases when she works that dexterous little appendage between them and begins to wrestle with Tina's tongue, the surprised girl not immediately reacting. Slowly, though, she found herself pulled more and more into the kiss, and - still red-faced - steps forwards enough to press her front tightly up against Alura's own, her arms lightly sliding around her shoulders, hands planting upon the middle of her back. With another soft 'Mmm', Tina begins to kiss back with every bit as much enthusiasm, her tongue lightly caressing Alura's own, entwining it's way with the all-too-welcome intruder into her mouth. When the kiss finally breaks, Tina leans in for one last little peck, her eyes closed and her lips lingering just a few seconds more than they really needed to.

Exhaling a soft,shuddering breath, Tina's eyes once more slide open, gazing almost longingly into Alura's own, her hands easing off the fae's back and sliding down to her own, hooked into the top of her panties "...If we are doing this....there's no sense in only going half-way, is there? Let's..." With a little tug, she begins to pull down her own panties with Alura's hands "...enjoy this night to it's fullest. I want to remember it forever...and maybe have you come back for seconds, next time you're in town." That bright smile returns, along with a playful little wink. It was clear she was still embarrassed, unsure...but more than happy with running with the moment, and exploring everything the fae had to offer, both in pleasure and taste.

[sansuki]

The human can feel Cyria's response, perhaps better than the drider knows; he's had enough practice with all different body types to know how to not misread the signs, and while it had been some time for Cyria... well, Johan'd left evidence of his last orgasm inside the unaware half-orc's belly, and as such had a higher mountain to climb before her could get himself to the heights of pleasure they were both chasing. Stretching his arms out, Johan presses his front deeper into Cyria, stretching his arms out to stroke the tender area where a vertical torso ran into a horizontal thorax; the small of the back was often a sensitive spot for most creatures, and he'd seen that boundaries between one type of body and another had their own special sort of tenderness. As such, his fingers didn't push in hard in a massage, but rather in teasing, feather-light brushes across that area. At the same time, while Cyria speeds up, Johan somewhat perversely slows down. Instead of matching her speed, Johan focuses on fewer, harder pushes acting in counterpoint to the drider's own increasingly hurried thrusts. Enjoying the feel of Cyria around her, he keeps the same slightly dopey smiel on his face.

"Mmm?" He asks, getting almost languid despite the occasional pauses to catch his breath. "Nothing lucky about it. Proper... use of resources," he decides to put it, shutting his eyes briefly as the fresh heat blossoms around his shaft. "About... your people in specific? Or arachnids in, mmm, general?" He grins. "Because if you're about to tell me... that females of your species eat the males after mating... Sasara'll be disappointed to be left out, and I'll be disappointed at the cliche..." Johan laughs, focusing on what his hips were doing, impacting Cyria's own body with an ever-so-slightly increasing pace as Johan relaxed into the heat and the warm, red pleasure never far from the back of his mind.

[Jermayan]

“Ha! No, nothing like that. There aren’t enough of us for something like that to be sustainable, and while we do have something of a reputation for how we deal with...unsatisfactory companions of other species, that’s just a consequence of mating with a predatory species. We’re far from the only group that can be associated with that practice. Besides, as tempting as you might be, you're far too much fun to justify not keeping you around, to say nothing of what Naji would do to me. No, I’m more referring to t-the...ah~”

Johan’s instincts about the sensitivity of the particular spot on her back that he’s teasing were spot on, and her voice trails off into a shuddering groan of pleasure as her entire body practically vibrates in time with his gentle stroking of her back. It takes her almost a minute to regain her composure, and even then her breathing is noticeably faster and her voice huskier. “Mmmph, you are good at this, aren’t you? Makes me wonder just how many different species you’ve checked off the list that you no doubt have around somewhere. But no, as I was saying, this is something more unique to my people.”

Still holding one end of the rope in one hand, Cyria backs up slightly until she’s standing over the coil of webbing behind her. Slowly at first but with increasing speed, her legs start to step in and out of the pile, sliding back and forth underneath her as they carry strands of the web with them. It’s quickly apparent that she’s weaving some sort of complicated mesh together beneath her, the strands looped around one another in an intricate pattern. “My people normally live in the forests, and rather high above the ground at that, so we’ve come up with some more interesting ways to do certain things over the years. Even with our ability to climb, we’d rather not risk falling at an inopportune time while we were busy enjoying someone else’s company, for example, so a clever weaver came up with this design a few years before I was born.” Tossing the strand she had been holding over one of the rafters, followed quickly by a second from behind her, Cyria gives a yank on both of them, revealing that the two of them were now sitting inside something similar to a cross between a hammock and a net as she pulled it taut underneath them. “Tell me, have you ever made love to someone hanging twenty feet off the ground? Granted, it’s not quite that big in here, but it’s big enough to not feel a difference.”

[XarcesTheDelicious]

With the warmth of their kiss still lingering on her lips, Alura looks on eagerly as Tina makes her decision. The fairy appreciated the human girls inexperience, her hesitance, and uncertainty in what could likely become a night of many firsts for the girl. She allowing her plenty of time to make up her own mind, to voice any and all desires, before proceeding with any one chosen path. While Alura's own desires flare brightly within her chest, she maintains a calm, yet seductive patience with the girl, looking longingly into her eyes as the human nibbles her lower lip and deliberates what it is she wanted to happen here on this night.

When Tina's answer comes Alura couldn't be happier. The fairy smiles brightly, beaming eagerly upon the human girl. "Then lets make this a night we'll both remember, one that will stick with you for the rest of your life, and shall not soon be topped.... at least not until, I come back and visit." Alura confidently states, emphasizing her point with a flirtatious wink of her own.

With their minds made up, Alura's hand would venture further within the tight confines of Tina's receding panties. Dipping low along the barmaid's waist, spreading her fingers to brush ever so delicately along either side of her soft, lower lips. Feeling the warm flesh beneath her palm, Alura lightly rubs her hand against them, beginning with soft, slow touches as her other hand makes it's way along the cusp of Tina's hips, following her curves to rest upon the small of the girl's back. "I'm going to make you feel good Tina....first from without, then from within." Alura promises with a most seductive grin, before leaning in to once more resume the kiss. The fae's lips part once more, at first taking only the lower of Tina's lips between her own. With witch she offers a playful little nibble and the slightest tug. Alura sighs happily as her hand trails over the hot, blood engorged petals down below, gradually applying more pressure with her middle finger with every pass, until it's once more slipping within the silken valley of Tina's nethers.

Alura's lips press firmly to Tina's, offering up their pillowy softness in spades. If Alura was to be Tina's food, the fae's kiss was the most mouth watering appetizer one could offer. Her lips had an unnatural sweetness too them, possessed of a taste of forbidden fruit, the enchanted forest's most heavily guarded bounty, yet charged with a subtle energy, as it seems Aluras whole body was quite magically in tune. This was only the beginning however, for as the fae's lips spread, as they mold and fit so perfectly against Tina's own, only for her sharp slender tongue to slip forward. Alura's tongue was skilled that much was for certain, possessing unnatural dexterity, which was only fitting for one so eloquently able to recite spells of the arcane. Her tongue was hot, and slicked in the fae's own saliva, which in and of itself was a delectable treat. Her tongue too carried a sweetness to it, but where on her lips it had been only faint, her tongue was akin to the center of an exotic flower, veritably bursting with the flavor of delectable nectar as it wiggles and writhes eagerly within Tina's mouth.

Tina's kiss was pleasant for Alura, that much was clear. The fae's heart beating heavy in her chest, the way she fidgets, and grinds herself up against the body of the human girl. Allowing her bare chest to press and rub to Tina's own. "Mmmmm...." she softly hums between little breaks in the kiss. Her tongue delving deep, exploring the recesses of Tina's mouth in turn. Twisting and curling and running alongside her own tongue, only to dip off and caress the inside of her cheek, or offer a tender stroke to the roof of her mouth. Alura using the kiss both as a means to pleasure Tina, as well as a chance to preview the very same mouth that would soon be wraped around her, would swallow her down and serve as a means to usher her proper into the stomach of the barmaid that very same night.

Pulling back from the kiss Alura offers a shuddering little moan "Oh Tina...if only those sandwiches you've eaten had known, how wonderful your mouth can truly feel." the fae offers with a grin. "A benefit for having me as your meal...a meal that is able to truly appreciate, and enjoy all your body has to offer." Alura croons, fluttering her lashes open once more to gaze longingly into Tina's eyes. The exchange only lasts a moment however, for Alura's finger is soon running once more along the slit of Tina's nethers, dipping down to stop and press ever so tenderly upon the girl's steamy entrance. Tracing her digit in slow, deliberate strokes around it's rim, only to dip oh so sensually within. "To be inside you Tina......to truly be in you.......if only they knew." The fae murmurs, kissing the girl passionately once more, while all the while her finger offers tender little swirls within the entrance of her love tunnel, just as her tongue is quick to do between Tina's lips.

The kiss this time does not last near as long, for soon Alura is pulling back, peppering Tina with small, little kisses. Dipping down along her jawline, onto her neck and even lower still, as it seems the fae was steadily descending. Her wings beat eagerly behind her, expressing her excitement as the air around them fills with a shimmering luminescent glow. "To go from your mouth...into your throat...and travel down this sexy neck." Alura explains between sharp, excited breaths, each word accentuated with a press of her tender lips. The fae kissing a trail down the length of Tina's neck, transitioning onto her collarbone, and beyond.

"To be taken, and hidden away from the world, beneath these breasts of yours." Alura croons. Kissing gingerly along the cusp of each in turn, transitioning over the gap of Tina's cleavage. Only to make a path to her right nipple. There Alura allows her lips to linger. Exhaling hot and heavily against the tender rigid peak, allowing her breath to settle in against it, teasing the girl ever further. "Risking the chance for your body to digest me, to take me forever as your own, and as my colleagues had eluded....make me a part of these wonderful breasts of yours." No sooner had her words been spoken would Alura pucker her lips and offer a little kiss to the very tip of Tina's right nipple. There she allows her lips to linger, settling in with steady pressure, before the soft silken texture of the fairy's lips is parting. Sinking down to encapsulate Tina's nipple entirely. Alura suckles gently, while the hand that had rested upon her back would raise and begin to eagerly knead the left. All the while the finger within Tina's cunny begins to steadily pump inside her, running and rubbing against her innerwalls, while the palm of Alura's hand presses and rubs gingerly against the girl's clit. It was clear the fae was taking near every opportunity to make these moments as enjoyable for the human as possible. Tina presented with a chance few humans would ever know, was being treated well beyond what was expected to come with a simple meal.

Between Alura's lips, her tongue laps eagerly against the tip of Tina's hardened nipple. Offering long probing laps, that end by swirling down along the sides to spill out and lick against the nipple's base. The left breast was not left out for it's surface was tended to by the soft hand of the fae. Alura's skilled fingers working their magical ministrations on breast and nipple alike, would ensure both were treated and stimulated equally.

Though it was clear the fae was enjoying herself, Alura's lips would eventually part from Tina's nipple. Offering up one final peck before moving lower. "And who can forget....your flat..sexy tummy." Alura begins, as she rounds the lower cusp of the human's breasts. Her free hand gently rubs over the smooth expanse of Tina's tummy as her kisses get lower and lower, creating a path leading straight down and around the girl's belly button. Once she's kissed a little circle around it Alura giggles leaning in to nuzzle her cheek happily against the girl's empty tum. "To think your flat little tummy will soon be swelled out with my figure, wrapped tightly around my body, squeezing and kneading as it has done to so many sandwiches before." Alura giggles, offering up soft little butterfly kisses from her lashes. It was at this moment Tina may notice Alura wasn't merely sat on her knees as may often be the position one would take to press their head against another's belly. Rather her legs were stretched out behind her, the fae's body hovering effortlessly in the air. Kissing her tummy once more Alura giggles mischievously, kissing down a little lower still.

"Of course food and eating is all well and good....but something even the most amazing meal cannot properly provide....is direct stimulation of a more sexual nature...lust and love are concepts quite foreign to all sandwhiches wouldn't you agree?" Alura questions with a giggle. Spinning weightlessly in place so that she's laying on her back amidst the open air, kissing the girls tummy lightly from an upside down angle. "We fae are capable of acts most races can only dream of in that regard you see." Alura explains shifting ever lower until her lips are resting mere inches from the brink of Tina's womanhood, the faes breath washing against her clit as Alura gently spins in place, allowing her finger still deep inside Tina to spin as well with the motion, the tip of her digit warming with a magical tingle deep inside, a tingle which sparks and spreads like wildfire through every pleasure receptor, nerve and surface within. The sudden jolt of pleasure is short as Alura grins lustfully up at the human girl above her. "You may....want something to hold onto." she teases, allowing a moment of anticipation to build before she proceeds any further.

[CassyInko]

((Sorry everyone! Been slightly under the weather, so posts are delayed a smidge. x3 Still working on them as I feel like it! Will be writing a little something for Jermayan and Sansuki next, but don't feel like you need to hold up for it! ^_^ ))


Room 104

Tami's entracing eyes slowly eased shut, reveling in the sensation of Lea's tongue upon her. Every little movement made the catgirl's back arch slightly, her body quivering with ill-concealed pleasure as that wonderful little tongue wriggled it's way into the tight, hot depths of her body. Mmm...by the gods, she'd been waiting for a moment like this for ages. Oh, it was true - plenty enough 'horny patrons' show up that might enjoy a night-time romp, but none quite fit the bill of 'who she liked'. Lea, on the other hand, fit it rather well - cute, someone she could dominate, someone she could coerce a little...it just made the entire thing all the more fun. Adding in the way she so eagerly tended to her needy sex with her tongue, licking for all she was worth...and it was absolute perfection. The only thing Lea might fit better...is her stomach. That thought sent an involuntary tremble coursing through her body, a shiver of pleasure in the moment, and things to come. Already, she could see it in her mind's eye - the girl's body slowly squeezing down her throat, the heavenly weight of her body settling completely in her stomach, the tight, defined outlines as the girl squirmed, each movement show with delectable clarity. And later, those defined bulges becoming more rounded, her stomach becoming more sloshy as her dinner was slowly but surely liquified inside of her...

Ugghhnnn...! It made her body ache with desire, and as she felt Lea's tongue flicker out to it's full length inside of her, Tami ground herself backwards, working her butt against Lea's face and fully pressing her pussy against her lips. Lea could feel the effects immediately - the tight little ring of muscle around the knuckle of her thumb clenching down tightly, and the soft, silky, slick interior of the catgirl's sex clamping down against her tongue tightly enough it almost hurt. Every twitch of her tongue brought a new contraction, the catgirl's slippery insides quivering with every slight movement, every hot breath that Lea exhaled against her sensitive labia. Dipping her head back between Lea's thighs, Tami continues to roll her hips, grinding the furry cheeks of her soft little butt against Lea's face, and in turn, working that tongue back and forth every bit as enthusiastically as if she were riding a male.

Perhaps every bit as exciting, though, was how much Lea squirmed beneath her tongue, how every flicker and curl made her legs jerk, made her hips rise, made her whimper and moan in pleasure. She'd not lost her touch after all, and with her mind swimming with pleasure at Lea's own ministrations, Tami eased her tongue out once again, gliding it smoothly along the entirety of her plaything's sex. Mmm, so wet - she was making such a mess. Good...it meant she'd have an excuse to 'clean' her in another way. Clearly, her tongue, alone, was not doing the job...properly. With her hands still curled against the underside of Lea's thighs to keep them spread, Tami places a soft little kiss against the quivering lips between, before lightly probing them with her tongue, easing the very tip between and curling it against the outer walls of her labia. The sensation of that soft tongue lightly gripping her skin was overwhelming, and hardly had Lea the time to register the sensation before that tongue once more switches it's targets, flicking against the little nub of her clit in quick, rapid successions.

The hand upon her stomach only coaxes the catgirl to arch her back slightly more, settling just a bit more of her weight down upon Lea's upper portions, rather than remaining stretched out across her chest and belly. Even at that touch, Tami's tail flicked slowly back and forth, only jerking when her tongue hit an especially sensitive spot, or when her chin lightly rubbed the little nub of her clit. Exhaling another little sigh, Tami drank in the sensations, the touch of Lea's tongue, the soft petting to her belly. Honestly, it was not something she'd really ever admit, but...she did enjoy a nice little rubdown of her fur from time to time, especially on her belly, rump, or head. It was, perhaps, a little too close to 'petting'...but she enjoyed it anyway, and she happily swayed the slender expanse of her furry tummy against Lea's fingertips, allowing her to feel the slight tensing and working of muscle hidden away beneath the plush softness of her fur and the skin beneath.

When Lea's tongue beings to pick up speed, though, even the 'cool' maid could not quite keep herself still. The little jolts of pleasure that shot up her spine made her lower belly tighten, made her claws dig just slightly into the soft skin of Lea's thighs, her own tongue growing a little more lax in it's duties. Tail arching upwards, Tami groaned in delight, her tongue tracing a shivery path along the soft lips of her toy's sex, only to lightly caress the skin of her inner thigh. Mmm, that tongue...by the gods, she could have that tongue upon her CONSTANTLY and never get tired of it. Unable to continue her own teasing - at least with her tongue - with Lea's eager efforts, Tami pulls her hands away from Lea's thighs, places them on her lower belly, and sits back up atop her "Ahhnnn...! Don't...you DARE stop..." She half-purrs, half-growls in bliss, her eyes still clenched tightly together as that wondrous tongue does it's work.

Lea finds her view fully filled by the catgirl's shapely backside as she sits back, putting all her weight upon her as if she were nothing more than a seat for her enjoyment. Without warning, she begins to rock her hips back and forth, grinding herself upon Lea's face and tongue, the sultry sounds of her pleasure-filled voice filling the room "So...Mmmff...close! Nnnnnhhh, work that tongue....just like that...Ah! I'm...Ooohh, I'm...Aahhhhhh!" With no further verbal warning, Lea feels the catgirl's silky insides suddenly clamp down on her tongue, contracting powerfully around her time and time again. Her thighs instantly clamp down around the sides of her shoulders, her tail whipping down and wrapping tightly around Lea's throat, though not quite hard enough to strangle her. Her body shivering in pleasure, Tami bounces atop that lovely little tongue inside of her - and then, Lea feels it. The first thin, slippery droplet of the girl's cum dribbling down the length of her tongue as she reaches her orgasm in earnest.

Then, she feels more...and more, spattering lightly down upon her face with every bounce, coating her tongue with a tangy, unique, and not entirely unpleasant taste. As her orgasm hits full-force, Tami does not slow her grinding - instead, she seems to get more fervent, bouncing eagerly atop Lea's tongue, rolling her hips as her orgasm plays itself out to the fullest. It felt like an hour (even if it was only a handful of seconds) when Tami's exhausted body finally loosens up, leaving her panting and trembling atop her fleshy seat "Aahh...oooohhh....oooohhhh.....gods..." She whispers, her eyes sliding open to mere slits as the tingling pleasure of her first orgasm of the night works it's way through her body, further clouding her mind. Mmm, everything tingled. Her feet, her tail, her ears...she'd needed that. Badly. With one more little 'grind' on her seat, Tami eases herself off, turning around and sitting down on Lea's stomach, her tail slipping between Lea's thighs to lightly flick at her overstimulated sex.

She didn't weight much at all - eighty or ninety pounds at most - and though heavy all on her stomach, it was not entirely unmanagable. Her cool, slitted eyes gaze down at Lea, a little smile quirking her muzzle, showing off the tips of her teeth "Oh dear. Looks like I've made a mess of you. Reaching one hand down, she lightly swirls her fingertip over a bit of her own cum that had dribbled onto Lea's cheek, working it into her skin "...but I know just the way to fix that. Since you were such a good girl, I'll even let you orgasm, too. Want to know how...?" She whispers, leaning in, easing her thighs to either side of Lea's waistline...

[DissociatedChaos]

Room 104

There wasn't any reward or pleasure greater in Lea's mind than the reactions she could feel running through Tami's body atop her. The clenching of muscles around her thumb, the contracting walls over her tongue; they pushed Lea's excitement nearly as much as the cat girl's tongue against her tender labia. Her thumb pushed up against the clenching anus, tip rubbing against the walls and digging in a bit as her fingers dragged slowly through the fur. The tightening walls gripping her tongue were demanding, forceful in their attempts to hold her still, and it took straining her muscles for Lea to push her tongue deeper, before slowly pulling the slick muscle back a bit, wiggling back and forth to keep time with her lover's steadily increasing heartbeat.

As Tami moved back to continuing her maddening licks with ever increasing speed and intensity, Lea could only give a muffled, whimpering moan in return, before pushing as much of her focus into pleasuring her lover as she could. She could feel the pressure on her face increasing as Tami rolled her hips down over her, the cheeks spreading and squeezing her while she pressed her own face up into them. Another twist of her head had her chin pressing into the cat girl's clitoris again while her tongue folded to try to reach some of the more sensitive spots within her sex, while the flicks of Tami's rough tongue against her own sensitive pearl had Lea quivering at the brink.

She was so close, with the smaller orgasms having only left her more susceptible to the pleasure, but able to withstand just a minute more of the mind-numbing sensations. She moaned as loudly as she could into the cat girl's sex, vibrating the insides with her voice as she spread her lips to kiss the labia spread over her mouth and face. Her own folds contracted hard against themselves as Tami's tongue teased her, and she felt herself tensing under the cat girl, ready to burst.

Her hand pressed against the surprisingly powerful muscles of Tami's stomach as she hurried her own licking up a bit more, before feeling the tongue against her pussy slowing. She was so close, and she bucked her hips up as much as she could, hips rolling as she sought out that last push. It only got Tami sitting back up, pushing down fully on Lea's face with her wonderful feeling rump and ordering her not to stop. She whined in response, lifting her hips in the air as her slit dripped and her insides twitched, lips parted slightly as her legs trembled.

Lea swallowed, feeling her heart pounding and her blood rushing through her body. But she certainly didn't stop licking, didn't stop trying to wriggle her head under her lover's body. She probably couldn't have if she tried – not that she'd ever want to try – if she was honest with herself. The maid giving her an order like that was thrilling, and she embraced the denial, embraced being left right at the edge as she was forced to pleasure her mistress and lover with all that she could. Her hand pressed against her forehead as Tami pushed her ass down over her head, the thumb forced deeper into the cat girl's rear as she panted, licking and gasping for breath without any room for air hardly. All she could get was the smell of arousal and fur and sweat... and a bit of something more earthly from near her thumb.

The growling and purring atop of her shook through Lea's body, and her heart fluttered while she pushed her tongue as deep as she could, right as she felt the walls of flesh clamp down on her. She moaned, waiting with baited breath for what she knew was coming, straining to taste it a bit sooner... before with a quivering series of clenches and a shaking against her face, Lea's reward flowed down.

The cum was hot against her tongue, but it was all Lea could do to let it linger a bit before swallowing each mouthful of fluids, her ears burning with a blush at the cries of her lover. She bucked her own hips up as she rolled the cum on her tongue, letting it coat her taste buds before swallowing another squirt, while doing her best attempt at a purr in return with the tail squeezing over her. She could hardly think of a way that she could be more dominated, in a more submissive placement than where she was, and everything that Tami did was just so much more perfect to her, pressing all of her buttons. Under the flood of arousal and feminine fluids, she clenched her legs, twisting her hips as she thrashed in time with her lover above, before she felt her own body tip off the ledge she'd been pushed to.

A weak pain spread through her as Tami bounced on her face with so much of her weight, Lea's nose pushed against the crack of the cat girl's fuzzy cheeks while her thumb pushed against the bridge of her nose. Her tongue was squeezed so much that she hurt, the cum all but burning down her throat, and somehow that was enough to let her finally reach her own full orgasm. The taste and sounds, the feel of it was everything she could ask for, and her insides clenched over and over against her own walls, pressing into each other as she felt fluids bubbling up and leaking out of her slit. Lea's fingers dug into Tami's stomach and rear, fingers pressing at the base of her tail while she road her own orgasm and drank the cat girl's down.

Lea's mind washed away under all of the sensations, burning white for a moment as she lost herself into the moment, her lungs burning lightly along with her face and the bites on her hips. The floor seemed to fall away for a time, and there was just the two of them floating in nothingness to her. Finally though, the white fell away bit by bit, and her body relaxed a bit as the one atop of her was already starting to ease off of her. She wondered if Tami had even realized that she'd cum from just having her face ridden at the end there.

She sighed out as she gasped in air, swallowing it eagerly around the tingling, lingering taste of Tami's orgasm. She did her best to memorize the taste, from the slight tang to the deep, almost bitter and thick something that tasted like it should subtract from things but somehow only added. It was the taste of arousal, pure and wonderful, and she'd have drunk pints of it and enjoyed it. She cracked her eyes open, body still trembling and everything seeming to be burning with over-sensitivity along her skin, looking up at Tami with a grin.

It was a nice view, Lea thought, eyes raking down to the still glistening lips and fur, while the soft caress of Tami's tail set her shivering. Her eyes closed again and her mouth parted for a gasp, before she opened her eyes again to meet Tami's. She tensed her abdominal muscles to hold up the girl's pressing weight, before lifting a hand to move back up to stroke over her lover's soft furred thigh. “Ohh, that was... amazing already,” she said, blinking her eyes a couple times as she got used to the light once more. She leaned her head into the finger, murmuring for a moment as Tami spread the dripping mess around on her. “Not going to say no to some more fun with you though~” she purred out, before turning her head and kissing Tami's finger. Her tongue slid out to lick over the fur, pressing right at the little claw-tipped fingertip as she took the cum clinging to it off.

“What did you have in mind next though, since I apparently need so much more cleaning?” She could already think of a few things that would be fun, and she was starting to breathe a bit easier again as she caught her breath. She licked her lips, humming as she cleaned a bit of her face, fingers pressing gently at either side of Tami's hips and stroking down her fur. “Or maybe I should be begging you to get me off? I wouldn't mind that,” she added, grinning. “Though if I need your permission, I'll need a little punishment; I managed to get off from feeling you use me like that already.” She leaned up slightly to meet Tami as the cat girl eased forward and down a bit. “So please... tell me what you want to do with me. Keep playing with me however you want, Mistress~.” She stressed the last word, letting the title roll off of her tongue as she looked into the sharp green eyes she could just fall into.

[CassyInko]

Back at the table...


"So, Yumina? Whatcha gonna do now that you're kinda...um...well, 'broken up' with your old group?"

The almost imperceptible twitch of Yumina's upper lip was entirely lost upon Anastasia, and though the big cat-girl's ears fold back in aggression at the remark, she bites back the less 'pleasant' retort she was about to make.

Exhaling a little sigh, Yumina rocked forwards in her chair, allowing a few seconds for her temper to cool. She knew the fairy had not meant anything bad by it. Besides, it wouldn't do to be getting mad at Alura's sister. Fairies were just...fairies, and even though she'd only been with the odd little group a half-day, she'd already figured out they were...unique in their perceptions...and lacked a brain-to-mouth filter for the most part. Ears once more flipping back up, Yumina simply shrugged "I dunno. Might join up with some other group somewhere. Might see about gettin' hired on as a bodyguard in town. Heck, might go make a killin' at that ring-fightin' group we saw on the way in. I can throw a mean punch when I want to. Plus, always have the benefit of claws." Picking up her now empty mug, she idly peered inside, frowning as if the bottom of the mug had betrayed her.

"Why not join THIS group, Yumina?!" Meera piped in, all smiles "After all, they kinda accepted me! I mean, wouldn't it be better to--" Yumina interrupted with a growl, her eyes locking on the bouncy catgirl as if the mere look could kill her "There's some trust issues, you bloody fool. Not only did they attack m'old group, right? But, look at it from their side. I might wanna get some revenge, yeah? Look, nice as they might seem, noone wants to be lookin' over their shoulder, wondering if I'm gonna strike. Yeah, they accepted you cause you're an idiot. You're too stupid to betray them. Sides, one of them sprayed acid on me, and one stabbed me. Not something you forget -- " She lifts a hand, snapping her fingers "-- like that. Well, maybe you do."

Meera's ears instantly wilt, eyes drifting from Yumina down to the table before her "I-i'm not stupid. Just...they didn't hurt anyone, right? I mean, they didn't KILL anyone. It's not so bad to switch up where you wanna be. Besides, we've not even been paid yet, so I won't take your money anymore."

"We're not GETTING any money, you idiot. We FAILED. An' I don't side up with losers. So, yeah. I'm gonna make my fortune here, or elsewhere, but I WILL make it." Standing up from the table with enough force to knock her chair over, Yumina eyes each member of the little group in turn "As much as I appreciate not skewering me, I ain't gonna tra-la-la along in your merry little band. Soon as I wake up, I'm out. Though, hey...we meet up sometime down the road, I ain't adverse to helpin' out if I'm paid, right? Least I can do for dinner. Hahaha!" With a hard slap to her weakly-moving stomach, Yumina reaches down beside Meera, picking up the bound-and-gagged elf she'd been toting since their camp "...And since it doesn't look like anyone wants to deal with HER...she'll make a good breakfast. Oughta keep me going long enough to find some work somewhere, without selling the clothes off my back for a little food money." Slinging the wide-eyed elf over her shoulder, Yumina takes a moment to admire her backside, teeth baring in a coy little smirk "Heh...busty one, this one. Yeah, she'll keep me going QUITE some time. Well, I'm headin' to bed. See you when I see you." Without so much as another word, the feline turns and walks off, the wide-eyed elf's heavily muffled screaming calling back at the group about...SOMETHING. It goes largely ignored, especially by the clientele of the establishment. Looks like nothing new.

The barest hint of a grin creases Naji's lips, hidden only when she drains the remainder of her wine glass in a single, long swallow "Heh...I like her." She says simply, replacing her glass on the table "...Firey. Like those type. Pity. I almost wished she'd be coming along with us. She makes a big presence and a bristly show. Would have been good for keeping people off our backs. Still, she's right about one thing. Couldn't really trust her yet."

Anya 'hmphs' softly, watching the backside of the feline as she goes "How can you like...THAT? Rude. Temper problems. She'd get us in as much trouble as get us out of it. Good riddance, I say. Do you see how she treats poor Meera? She's every bit as sweet as Anastasia and Alura. Maybe..." Casting a glance at the downtrodden catgirl (of whom Anastasia was in the process of perking back up), she leans in a little closer to Naji "...a little thick-headed, but sweet."

"To each their own." Naji returns with a little smile, pushing her chair back enough to allow herself room to get to her feet "...I think I'll turn in too, after seeing what sort of Shenanigans those three have gotten themselves into. Come on, orc. Might as well get what rest you can. I expect you'll be staying the next few months in jail. Or, a guard's stomach. Whatever, long as we get paid." Ignoring the glaring hatred from Drodjee's eyes, Naji eases behind her and gives her a rough shove, ushering her off towards the room they'd be sharing for the night.


************ Back in the 'monster room ************

The faint creaking of the door opening signals Naji's and Drodjee's entry, the orc stumbling in after a rough shove from behind. Immediately, her eyes widen in surprise, focusing upon the now-suspended duo dangling just a bit above the warm bath they'd run.

Naji appears...slightly less surprised, the only real emotion showing being just the slightest upwards tilt of the corners of her mouth "Well. Can't say I'm surprised. I did leave you two alone for more than five minutes, after all. You should feel blessed, orc. You get to see one heck of a show before you end up in a cell." Ushering Drodjee forward, Naji guides her to one of the trio of beds, sitting her down on it with a little push. Drodjee, for her part, never takes her eyes off of the drider and human, gaping wide-mouthed at the little 'show' being put on, be it for her benefit or not.

"There. Stay. Door is already locked, and unless you can tongue it open, you're not getting that door open. So, might as well enjoy." Clapping her hands together as if dusting them off, the drow turns her attention back to Johan and Cyria, the faint little smirk still creasing her lips "So, I assume you two are not just working on your new circus act, hmm?" She jests, eyes glittering in the faint light given off by the small lanterns above and beside each bed.

[CassyInko]

Room 104

“Not going to say no to some more fun with you though~”

The pleasure of her first, and likely not last, orgasm of the night left Tami's entire body tingling pleasant. Her abdominal muscles felt tight, her heart thundered in her chest, and she veritably panted with each breath...but uuuugh, how much she loved it. It was almost unheard of to be on the 'receiving end' of a pleasant tongue-lashing, and even now, the light fog of pleasure brought on by the combination of Lea's tongue and thumb shrouded Tami's mind in a haze of bliss. Panting in exertion, the faintly-minty caress of Tami's breath lightly tickles Lea's cheek opposite the side her fingers were working at, spreading the thin sheen of the aftermath of her own pleasure against her human 'lover's' skin "Mmm...Mmmmmm....I should hope not. The night is young...and we need to clean every single inch of that lovely body..."

Lea felt a slight shifting of Tami's hips as she admitted to her own orgasm, whether or not it had been with the blessing of the little feline maid "Begging...I like the sound of that..." She says with a smile, the tips of her small, sharp teeth bared right before Lea's eyes. The admission she'd gotten off without even being 'finished off' made Tami's heart flutter a little, a little sense of power swelling in her chest. Just being used had gotten her off? Mmmffff, now THAT...was kinky. Biting her lower lip to hide how much she may have liked that revelation, Tami leans in closer, until her nose was practically pressed up against Lea's own. Mistress. Ooooh....MISTRESS. She liked that. She liked that alot. Again, Lea feels Tami's hips shift back and forth, this time inadvertently (Or perhaps quite on purpose) grinding the slickened lips of her sex and the damp fur around against her bare stomach "You're right. I didn't say it was your turn yet. I guess you do need a little punishment...especially for getting so much more dirty when I'm trying to clean you..."

It was the perfect setup. Admittedly, there was some small part of her that...rather liked Lea. Giving in to her devious whims, allowing herself to be used and dominated by someone who was not only smaller, but likely a bit weaker...it was an opportunity she'd never had in the past, and likely never would have again. How nice would it be to repeat tonight? To use the human as a seat, feel that tongue lapping at her nethers again, seeking desperately to bring her to orgasm after orgasm, until she said it was enough? It had it's merits...

....Of course, feeling the lovely woman squeezing into her stomach, feeling her squirm and wiggle, feeling those wiggles slowly fade...and, some day or two later, feeling her once-lover squeeze out of her tight little ass...it was the ultimate form of domination. The ultimate high, the ultimate act...and as much as she liked Lea, the thought of feeling that lovely body simmering in her stomach for the next day made her positively shudder in desire. Mmm...yes. She had the perfect 'punishment'.

"And I know the best punishment." She whispers, her beautiful eyes gazing deeply into Lea's own. Spreading her legs out, she eases them around Lea's shoulders, pulling her arms against her side. The catgirl's rump remains somewhat firmly planted on her midsection, her hands easing downwards along either side of Lea's head. With a little 'Mmm', Tami leans forward, opens her mouth just enough to allow her slender little tongue to slide free, and eagerly curls it up beneath Lea's chin, the faintly-padded texture lightly pulling at her bare skin. It felt so soft, so warm, and soon enough Lea can feel it sliding upwards over her cheek, and then higher still, upwards over one of her ears. Another soft, approving groans of delight escapes the catgirl's throat, her eyes fluttering at the heavenly taste as it spread along her tongue. There was no doubt about it - Lea was delicious. Far more delicious than she had any right being, and the more her tongue explored across her forehead and down the bridge of her nose, the more she craved that flavor, wanted to experience it to it's fullest.

Without so much as another word, Tami eases her hands completely behind Lea's head, swirling her tongue around the very tip of her nose before finally retracting it back between her lips, leaving half-lidded eyes gazing seductively down at the girl 'pinned' beneath her. With one last little kiss to Lea's lips, just a simple peck (though Lea swears she can feel the faintest brush of the catgirl's tongue flitting out just enough to lightly caress her lips), Tami's grip firms...and she slowly opens her mouth right before Lea's eyes.

The sight was breathtaking. Her short, sharp teeth glimmered with saliva, thin strands of the stuff dangling from her upper jaw to connect at her tongue or the teeth below. The almost 'cute' pinkness of her mouth glistened faintly in what little light the lanterns gave, her tongue lolling to once more slip beneath Lea's chin, though this time with a more firm hold. Further beyond that soft little tongue, Lea can see the redness of the back of her mouth, and just below, the inky blackness that led into her throat and the little catgirl's stomach beyond. It was only a brief view, as - with a sudden little jerk - Tami pulls her head up, pressing her face-first onto the soft expanse of her tongue, her jaws widening to allow the rest of Lea's head to enter. With a soft 'Glmmpf!', Tami eases her own head forwards, squeezing the entirety of Lea's head into her mouth.

The sensation was intense - above and below her neck, Lea could feel the small, sharp teeth of the little catgirl lightly pressing into her neck, as if to hold her still while she prepared herself for the next gulp, one that would start squeezing her head into the tight, slick passage of the maid's throat. On either side of her cheeks, she can all too easily feel the heat and slimy moisture of the interior of Tami's cheeks, saliva dribbling down from the roof of her mouth to coat her forehead and nose, while her cheeks get slathered from either side by Tami's own. Even her tongue seems to be eager, swirling and flicking almost hungrily beneath Lea's chin, tugging inwards with weak little pulls as if that might force her deeper into the humid depths of Tami's body. A soft groan wells up in Tami's throat, blowing a hot blast of breath across Lea's face as the catgirl shimmies a little further down on her abdomen, her hands sliding down to her shoulders in preparation for the next swallow....


(( From this point on, we can be considered 'in combat' if Lea has intentions of fighting back. If not, there will be no rolls, and the scene will progress as-is. ))

[sansuki]

"That's- comforting," Johan says slowly as Cyria disclaims the whole eating-your-mates cliche. "I suppose- it's not really viable- unless like real spiders you have, ahhh, a few hundred kids at a time." He passes over in silence the other part of that sentence; not disappointing someone who could eat you alive was to Johan's mind simply an obvious way to live longer. "And yes- many, mm, species do that," he murmurs, continuing to slowly thrust into the drider while keeping a tight rein on his own pleasure. "I'll take the vote of confidence in the manner it was intended- fun means a few things- but Naji would be almost as upset that it wasn't her to eat me as she would be that I was gone." He pauses. "...almost." Cotniuning to take his time, the mercenary continues his gentle but insistent massage of the tender spot at the base of Cyria's spine, this time with both hands around her torso in an embrace while letting his thrusts get a little faster.

"Thanks," Johan murmurs. "And- I have to answer, 'not enough' to the number of species... and I'd never be so crude as to keep the list written down. Besides, why would I- only want to sleep with someone once...?" Curiosity piqued, Johan feels the first brushes of silk on his bare back and widenns his eyes.... but the silk isn't sticky as he'd expected. Warm, certainly, having been inside Cyria until seconds ago, and just a little damp as it finished drying, but hardly sticky. Containing his curiosity, he waits until the direction of Cyria's demonstration becomes obvious and then as they climb he laughs with honest pleasure. "Wonderful!" He enthuses. "It's our own personal hammock! He cranes his shoulder around to look at the ground below without apparent fear, working his legs so that they hook around two of Cyria's own legs for a little extra stability. "Hanging... no," he says with complete sincerity, "I haven't." Flying? Cyria didn't *ask* about flying, so that wasn't a lie at all.

As he's about to let his gaze wander from the floor and the quietly bathing Sasara back to Cyria, the door finally opens and shows Naji entering. "Hello!" He calls. "And it was closer to ten minutes, to be fair!" He laughs, thrusting a little harder and treating both Naji *and* Drodjee to the show of his bare rear and back swinging in the air above them. "I'd rather... say that we were working on improving unit morale," he retorts. "I know mine's higher. I have a present for you after we're done! I wouldn't be so rude as to hurry along to that, though," he calls out before turning back and applying himself to Cyria's pleasure with further enthusiasm.

[Jermayan]

“Mmm, my people have something of a taboo against eating our own kind. Not enough of us to be able to maintain that, plus there’s, ah, no way to hide that large of a swollen stomach for as long as we’d need to. Much easier to snack on the occasional traveller or passerby in the woods.” Taking advantage of the support offered by her webbing, she leans further into Johan, going from their earlier relatively even stance to her sliding up overtop of him. Rocking and grinding her hips against him, her foremost pair of legs tangle together with his, all the while flexing and arching her back as his fingers continue to work their way into the joints between her chitin and softer skin.

“Oh, I never said anything about simply checking someone or something off the list and moving on to the next prospect, but something tells me that you could raise a few eyebrows even among those more dedicated to such things with the details of your...breadth of experience, let’s say.” Listening to his rather specific turn of phrase when she mentions ‘hanging’, Cyria laughs and pulls him a bit closer. “That may be, but something tells me this isn’t the strangest circumstances you’ve found yourself in when attempting to court the attentions of another!”

Looking over his shoulder at the sound of someone else entering the room, she was almost prepared to see one of the maids or other serving staff retreating from the room in embarrassment. Or not, perhaps; they had seemed rather experienced with this sort of thing if Tina had been any indication. Naji’s usual dry amusement at their antics greeted her, along with a rather flustered Drodjee, and she returned her grin with one of her own. “I wouldn’t say it’s an act, per se...although I’m now more than a little curious to see what Johan here would look like in acrobat’s tights. But yes, there is something to come for you afterwards.” Turning back to Johan, Cyria shudders again as his fingers tease back over a more sensitive spot on her back. “That being said, while there’s no need to hurry, we shouldn’t keep her waiting too long.”

[DissociatedChaos]

-Room 104-

Lea took a moment to breathe in the scent of their mingled arousal and sweat, chest rising below Tami's small, almost dainty form. She felt almost charmed by the catgirl, her body loose and tense all at once as she eagerly waited to see what her lover would want to do to her next. The faint feeling of warm blood dripping down between her thighs to her sticky, dripping pussy had her wanting to move some, or to ask Tami to start cleaning her down there some to start despite her sensitivity. But she was enjoying the feeling of being used so much that she just couldn't bring herself to try to assert herself even that much right then. Maybe if she begged, that would work – demeaning enough to herself while still seeing about having some of the slowly overflowing fluids in her snatch worked out by Tami's dexterous tongue.

She leaned her head back onto the ground, closing her eyes for a moment as she giggled, grinning at how quickly the catgirl picked up and ran with her idea of punishing her. Opening her eyes again, she looked up at Tami's face, meeting her eyes and staring at them while she felt the wet pull of fur and flesh over her stomach below. She tightened her stomach a bit under the catgirl, feeling Tami's weight shifting against her, and how it let the catgirl's snatch spread her dripping lust along her skin. “Hey, if you like the idea of some begging and the punishment, maybe I should beg to be punished?” she offered, grinning widely.

Her heart fluttered as she wondered what devious idea Tami might be coming up with already for her. Would she get a spanking? Would she get a few more bites? Or maybe she'd be getting fucked senseless until she was incoherent? She could wind up having to get the maid off over and over again, denied any stimulation of her own until the other girl was satisfied... there were just so many fun things that could be used on her, and Lea was more than eager to see what her cute little lover had in mind. She leaned up just a bit, completely unconsciously as Tami stared into her eyes and whispered to her. With a shiver running down her spine, she rolled her shoulders back, lifting her chest as she felt furred legs pinning her arms at either side of her. She hardly noticed beyond the wider grin and the quicker beating of her heart in her chest as she let herself get lost in the jungle of Tami's eyes.

Her hair slid around the soft fingers gripping her head as she let its weight rest comfortably in the catgirl's grip, licking her lips in preparation for finding what was next. She tilted her chin up with the feeling of the soft, textured tongue over it, a small giggle slipping out of her as she twisted her hips up against the air, before she bit at her lip to keep her hands from trying to wonder down to her own sex. She was fairly sure she had other, more interesting uses for them for the moment, and she didn't want to be cumming without permission again – at least until she had already gotten her first punishment out of the way.

After... Well, she might be a very bad girl, and need a lot of punishments, she thought with a sly little grin.

She tilted her head again to the side to lean her cheek into Tami's tongue, before cringing instinctively as it lapped up over her ear, drawing a small, shaky gasp from Lea. The mixture of tastes from her skin didn't seem to let up any as Tami explored her, either, with each lick tingling against her taste-buds more and more. Lea closed her eyes for a moment as she felt the mouth moving back down from her ear to nearer to her nose, moaning as her arms moved up to either side of the catgirl's hips, pressing into her thighs as she opened them again, nudging her nose against the exploring tongue. “Mmm, nice as this is, it doesn't feel like a punishment yet,” she teased, half breathless. Licking her lips, she grinned wider up at Tami. “Please, punish me good, Mistress~”

Lea's stomach did a nice little flip just from saying something so... purely submissive, from asking to be punished without knowing what the punishment was. She waited with baited breath, meeting the maid's little kiss with a peck of her own, before finding her breath hitching as Tami opened her mouth. Her eyes locked onto the fleshy interior, tracing the points of her fangs and the curl of her tongue, and lingering for a moment on the pulsating throat in the back. Was she getting a bite to the face? A rougher tongue bathing that would leave her sore? But as the hands at the back of her head gripped tighter, pulling Lea's head forward at the ever widening maw, she felt a mix of cold and hot run through her body, her heart stuttering with excitement at the realization. Tami intended to eat her.

At the least, she'd be teasing Lea with it, anyway, though considering the price she had seen for some of the other girls offering this service, she hadn't quite expected it. She'd even... mostly... kept her mind away from imagining what it might be like if her cute little lover got hungry for something meaty, though the bites had made it hard to keep from imagining it. Her body tensed under Tami as her head was wrapped in the humid darkness and the stunning heat of the catgirl's mouth, flesh tight around her cheeks and tugging at her hair, while the feeling of Tami's tongue slid along her face. Her hands moved, one shifting a bit further back behind Tami's legs and thighs to grip at her cheeks once more, while the other moved down under that one, working up between their bodies to slide a finger right against the maid's slit.

She exhaled inside of her lover's mouth, twisting her head slightly against the cramped confines as she arched her back up, neck pricking against the teeth as she gave a very happy little sound, heat rushing down to her own nethers. Her finger curled up slightly under Tami, rubbing hard at her labia and sliding up towards her clitoris, spreading the lips to allow some of the sticky fluids within leak down on her easier. Her other hand gripped the catgirl's rear, sliding against the flesh as fingers played with the base of her tail, her pinkie moving in under it to tease once again at Tami's rear. She had enjoyed that before, but with Lea's head in her mouth, she was sure it would take on new meaning. Assuming it hadn't already, if Tami had been planning this for a while.

She tensed her body playfully, grinning as she slid her out tongue out to lick over Tami's under her face, fingers dancing against her body encouragingly as she tried to make sure that her would-be predator would be quickly finding herself even more aroused during the act. She didn't intend to put up any real resistance going in, besides enough to make sure she could have the catgirl practically panting with lust before her hands and feet were both inside, of course. It would hardly be the first belly she'd been in, and there was almost nothing quite like the feeling of dominance and power the predator had over her, of the knowledge that their body was doing its best to turn her into food. Her hips jerked up a bit as Tami started shimmying down her, hands moving lower, and she clenched her legs together as her folds clenched together and pushed out another bit of her cum. If need be, she could always try to get out after she was done getting the both of them off again from inside of Tami – if anything, the thrill of the danger and struggle would be nearly as much fun as being eaten in the first place.

Inside of Tami's mouth, of course, her flavor seemed to grow more intense and more complex. Her hair was almost like spun candy, and the saliva dripping down over her seemed to take the flavor of her skin and turn into sweet juice as it pooled against the catgirl's tongue. The heat and the amount of her flesh against Tami's tongue, inside of her mouth, added together to make something that could only be described as divine. And that was without even getting to her dripping sex, still with so much of her orgasm's nectar trapped within and coating her waist – without her pert breasts and the hard nipples that seemed to smell of hearty cream from even a foot or so away suddenly.

(( Lea will be controlling her movement enough to not count as "Helpless" for purposes of later escape attempts... but that submissive trait has her willingly giving up her ability to resist for at least until she's already in the belly. She'll be using her actions for other, more important things. Mostly involving dexterous fingers and flexible legs once her hands are too far away to reach anything fun. ))

[sansuki]

[[I'd hoped to be back to posting form by now, but obviously I haven't. Mea maxima culpa to the GM and Jermayan. I have a long weekend coming up I'm hopefully going to be able to use to de-stress and get somewhat back to normal.]]

[CassyInko]

((I've also not been in quite-posting-form, though Xarces' next post is almost complete. The next big update oughta have a ton of goodies, including a 'reward' system for the vore and prey points that can be gotten. Hopefully quite soon! :3 ))

[DissociatedChaos]

(( Don't worry, we understand that sometimes things just don't flow well. Here's hoping you both get your muses back on track soon! ^.^ ))

[Jermayan]

[ No worries - I've been in that boat myself more times than I care to admit, so I have absolutely no problem giving people the time they need to get back into things. ]

[sansuki]

Johan nods inside his hammock/cocoon. It made sense- "Most races do that," he says. "Only the really populous ones- like humans- get over that, mm, hump-" he punctuates the word with a particularly strong thrust, "-of eating their own. Fascinating, really. Relaxing as he's pulled closer, the helps out by pushing himself a little more firmly into Cyria's front, letting the silk contract to help hold him in his new position- just loose enough that his ability to keep going isn't hindered. "I'd... well, you're right on both counts," he admits. "Stories get boring, though- I always preferred to make new ones instead of relive old ones."

Laughing back down at Naji, he adds, "Just find the tights and I'll put them on. A wizard stole my sense of shame! Even if they're hot pink." With that mental image provided, he nods along with Cyria, and all of a sudden it- well, it feels as THOUGH he'd gotten bigger inside her, though it was really just a trick of the way he was moving his hips around while pushing in and out. Whatever it was, it'd felt good- a trick taught to him by a small, handsome young goblin who impressed upon Johan the need to have something other than simple size to rely on. Burying his face in the drider's chest again, he stops talking and puts his mouth to better use, focusing on bringing both him and Cyria to a pleasant conclusion of the first part of the night's "festivities". He hoped Sasara was getting an eyeful.

((Blech. <_<))

[Jermayan]

"I don't know how many people would necessarily think of that as something to be overcome, to be honest. Besides, why should we need to resort to going after our own when there are so many tasty humans running around?" Leaning in, she punctuates her meaning by nibbling gently on Johan's ear, her fangs just barely scraping over his skin. "And stories only get boring if you tell them too much."

The thought of Johan wearing skin-tight anything (much less something so flamboyant) gives her pause for a second, but that is quickly chased away by Johan both doing something different with his hips as well as once again burying his face in her chest. Already pent-up and on edge from his earlier efforts, the feeling of him somehow expanding inside her was just enough to tip Cyria over into a powerful orgasm. Looping her front four legs around his back and pulling him tighter against her, instinct takes over and her head dips down as Cyria buries her fangs in the meat of Johan's neck. Fortunately, she still has enough awareness to not flood his body with her venom, as they'll be needing it later. The coppery tang of the few drops of blood that reach her tongue only make her moan a bit louder into him until she finally lets go.

Meanwhile, the rest of her body was doing its level best to convince Johan that it was time to cum as well, clenching, squeezing, and almost sucking on him with significant force. There's little question now that the muscles in that portion of her body are far stronger than would be expected. Of course, that begs the question of why, and more importantly what had Cyria been doing to strengthen them like this.

"Ah-ha...ha. Sorry...ah, about the hicky, but something tells me you're used to that thing by now."

[sansuki]

"If I had a gold piece for every time I heard something like that-" he starts, ready with another retort until the sharp tips of fangs brush his ear, warm breath heating the side of his face. Instead of finishing the thought, Johan sighs in a ragged burst of air at the touch of just points of the drider's teeth. "I never get tired of that," he says huskily. "And I"ll have to think of... what stories might be interesting... pass the time while we travel," he says. He keeps his hips moving on instinct, feeling the drider shudder around him as his mind tries to catch back up after the slight nibble. "There, we-" he starts, before seeing Cyria's mouth dip back towards him.

His body pressed even tight against Cyria's front, he barely has time to react to the sudden embrace before feeling the two stabbing pains in his neck of a pair of fangs digging in. He doesn't immediately realize that there's no venom being injected into his body, just that he can feel the warmth of silk and drider around him on all sides and feel teeth inside him. That- and the knowledge that he's being tasted, paired with the ongoing stimulation, is enough to bring Johan over the edge. Muffling his cry in Cyria's flesh, Johan finally joins her in a climax, spasming inside the drider's flower and giving it the present it had wanted. Thanks to the way it squeezes and pulls at him even after he's done, his climax lasts a bit longer than usual and he stays limp and twitching inside Cyria's embrace longer than usual.

"Those are... you've been, um, taking in things bigger than that down there, haven't you?" He asks, after drawing his breath in a big ragged gasp. Reaching up, he gives Cyria a hug. "And no need to apologize about that... I like being bitten," he grins. "Might even be interesting to experience your venom, which I guess you didn't use since I don't feel anything other than being happily tired. Maybe another time," he adds- "Is yours just paralytic, or does it also start melting food from the inside?" Curiosity enters his voice- and he's not in any hurry to untangle himself from Cyria's many legs.

[Jermayan]

[ Yaay writer's block. I need this weekend rather badly... ]

Pulling back just enough to let Johan breathe a bit easier, Cyria slips her legs back through the hammock, letting it support her weight. Her body was still heaving from the exertion, but the pleasure coursing through her was worth it all. Listening to his questions, she giggles a bit as she laps up a few stray drops of blood from Johan's neck as she leans into his hug.

"Now, what would give you, ah, that idea? You're right though...my throat and upper body can only stretch so much. If the lizard girl earlier had been even a bit bigger, you might have gotten even more of a show." Reaching up, she started to let down the webbing hammock slowly, all the while enjoying the feel of Johan's warm body against hers. "As for my venom, it will do both, but it takes quite a bit of it. I would need just about all that I could produce in a day for someone about your size, as a random example."

[sansuki]

[I hear that~]

Johan does his best 'boneless fish' impression as he relaxes backward into the hammock, still letting Cyria's weight pin him to the impromptu hammock as he recovers from the immediate wave of pleasure. Probably it was a little concerning that while he'd held on cheerfully for quite a while with what was a beautiful woman, one bite and he simply couldn't control himself. Ah well. Tilting his head to let Cyria clean up after herself, he murmurs, "Muscle strength, honestly. Looseness heals- or, I shouldn't say heals, but rather returns to normal- while the muscles take a very, very long time to get less strong. Hence, if someone's able to pull that hard on a small part of me, most likely they'll be able to pull about as hard on considerably more of me, yes?" Laying out the reasoning patiently, he laughs. "And if the lizard girl earlier had been a bit bigger than that, I might have gotten an entirely different show," Johan points out. "And if you'd been a bit slower on a few of those spells, you might have gotten a show, and a certain rodent would have been happier with the world for at least a little bit. I still think we'd have won," he assesses in a cool, distant manner, "But a few of us might be more beat up and acid-burned, maybe to the point where this next job wouldn't even be feasible this soon. So-" He grins, reaching up and giving Cyria a hug, resting and relaxing.

"Well, well. An entire day? I can't say I'd prefer to get eaten wrapped up in silk and slowly melting, rather than being wrapped up in flesh than slowly melting, but small doses- might be fun. As might be giving Naji and Sasara another version of 'quite a bit of a show' down that way." He glances back down. "Though we do have other things to attend to- and other thanks for me to deliver, even if not quite in the same way, yes?" He grins. "And I might be a bit more resilient than you think. You wouldn't be the first person to inject some venom riiiigght about there," he points to the fleshy join of his neck and shoulder. "Or I might not. Every situation's different," he says with profound unoriginality.