Ursalo seemed to understand, following along with Jera's attempt at an explanation... It wasn't perfect, but it would do, and Jera still firmly believed they had done nothing wrong.  There was no crime to have sex with someone who was willing; perhaps if they had discussed potential issues, things might have changed, but the elf didn't feel there had been enough such issues to keep from their initial decision, and he stood by his choice.  If given the chance, he would absolutely sleep with Ursalo again...<br/><br/>And it seemed the snake would be happy to do so as well.  He heard that deep, low purr, so lovely and alluring as it made his ears perk back up, nearly shiver in delight as he remembered the first time he'd heard it, and the second, and the third...<br/><br/>Yes, oh yes, he was amenable.  Jera let out a quiet laugh as Ursalo let his hand wander, runnkng over the elf's behind.  It was a little sore where the demon had dug in, grabbing fistfuls and squeezing, gripping so tightly while ravaging him until Jera nearly sobbed...  It sent sparks through him to think of it again, and he cleared his throat.<br/><br/>"Ah, I am, I very much am, but maybe we should keep better track of time... Or just plan out when we won't be needed for a while."  Mischief lived in Jera's grin, flitted on his tongue along with another short bit of laughter.  Tamlin was far enough ahead that he either couldn't hear or perhaps was just too exhausted with Jera's antics to bother stepping in.