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Visions of Raith Encur - Page 10 - It Does Feel Rather Nice... - By Leliata - Overview
Still seething, Joanne nevertheless decided that she could do with a little rest for a while. After all, that warmth felt so good upon her legs, sore after so much walking earlier. Settling back in a seated position, leaning against the pliable wall of the plant, she glared down to the Faerie.

"Just for the record, that was a cruel joke you pulled. I thought we were really in danger... Don't think you'll be getting off lightly once we get out of here." She said sternly, folding her arms before her and watching the tiny figure on her belly.

The Faerie merely chuckled and flashed a mischievous smirk up to her. "Oh? And what makes you think I'm going to stick around and let you?"

"Well for one, I don't think you could get that cap off without my help, even if your wings weren't too gummed down with sap to fly." Joanne pointed out, actually leaving the faerie speechless for a moment.

After failing to come up with a comeback for that, the little woman sighed and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as well. "Fine, fine. I had my fun anyway, and it was worth it. Here, try some of this nectar, it's great stuff. No idea what it is really, but... it's tasty."

Joanne frowned at that, holding off for a few moments before finally caving in. With a sigh, she sat back, scooping a hand down to bring up a little lick of the nectar on her finger and popping it in her mouth. She sucked the sticky fluid off of her finger, a slow smile crossing over her. It was sugary and sweet and seemed to send a warm feeling of contentment radiating out through her.

"Mmmm, that is some good stuff. Hehe, you know, I guess this isn't really so bad. Maybe I can let you off easy when we get out." She said with a little smile, winking down to the Faerie as she took another scoop of that sap and lapped it up, giggling as the little woman on her belly did the same.

An odd feeling was beginning to creep over her, a strange sort of... tingling sensation starting at her extremities. She didn't really care though, her mind dulled wonderfully by the effects of the nectar, giggling softly as she slumped back and closed her eyes, humming quietly to herself. Slowly, darkness began to overtake her as she drifted off to sleep, the last sounds she could hear being the faint snoring of the little Faerie on her belly, resting off a stomach full of delicious nectar...
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