Darion could feel how wet the woman was, his fingers quickly becoming soaked as he ran them over her slit.  It didn’t take him long to actually begin pushing fingers into her.  Especially as he could hear her hissing.  Though he couldn’t hear the moans he was used to when he was doing this to them.  Was that something to do with her being a hybrid?  Probably, he could feel the muscle under her skin.<br/><br/>Of course Darion couldn’t miss the sneer on her face, and the tone in her voice when she spoke.  He only grinned in return for a moment.<span style="color: green">“You should feel lucky anyone wants to with…”</span>he stopped when something wasn’t right…  and he wasn’t thinking that it was the clawed hand the grabbed onto the length below his under-armor suit.  That hand made him growl a bit and reach to grab her thumb and pull the hand way.  The grip was a bit more painful than pleasurable.<br/><br/>But the odd feeling he was getting was that something didn’t seem right…  and it felt familiar in a bit of a way.<span style="color: green">“Really, having to rely on psychic ability to try getting your way?  That does not earn you much respect darlin’.”</span><br/><br/>(Roll: 6 + 17 = 23  resistance + roll)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>