<span style="color: #666600">"Then you can heal her when they're not busy. And they're very busy right now. It really is a shame you don't feel the same things mortals do, watching those two is something millions of people would pay for."</span>She laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"It's a mortal habit to talk out loud when thinking. I know you don't. I think I'll add it on and let them deal with it."</span><br/><br/>Anna only had her underwear part way down when Vyre's palm began to grind against her pet's mound.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Good girl... if you waited you would be running around pantsless until we had a new home." </span>Vyre's voice was thick with lust and desire. While her hand teased and worked Anna's slit she craned her neck to suckle and gently chew on her nipples.<br/><br/>Red nuzzled into Ashia's neck and wrapped her arms around her in return.<span style="color: #ff0000">"We should. There's nothing but bad memories here.."</span>She let out a quiet 'oh my' when she saw Vyre on Anna and followed after Ashia.<span style="color: #ff0000">"It's quite alright, they sounded like they were having a lot of fun."</span>With the door closed behind them she looked around the room then to Ashia<span style="color: #ff0000">. "I don't... this is all new to me. Doing... anything like the mortals do. I feel things differently too... my thighs, my belly feel hot and tight." </span>She returned to Ashia's embrace and held her tight<span style="color: #ff0000">. "I've never been a woman or anything but a red drake... I want you to change that. I want-" </span>Red paused and looked into Ashia's eyes for a long moment, the glowing yellow orbs searching Ashia's for a moment.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Matriarch of the... Crimson Dragonflight. The first of many flights to be spawned from this room."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>