when Valeen was held in place every other priestess simultaneously turned their backs on The'kal including Morah and they stood silently making Leena roll her eyes.<span style="color: #ff0000">"well, you can stop talking to them because they will not answer. you told them you killed the one person who believed in each of us when they were ready to end our own lives... Ibara, for all her faults, especially at the end, was our leader and we each loved her. even full of hate she still wanted to build a better world, she was just willing to hurt people to do it."</span><br/><br/>Britomart smirked a little but didnt fight.<span style="color: #ff0000">"i never beg, but i do get angry. i like watching you play with yourself, something about watching you stroke yourself makes me want to lick you... i caught Whisperia masturbating once, i took my crop to her ass, you know how dark she is and i left her beat red and reminded her that pussy was mine. i dont know how i would react to that, Karren stole my Elf, i might get violently jealous."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"we are old, so damned old... in the beginning i think it was different. there was so much to learn, so much to discover. but we did it all, we explored every crack and crevice in the whole of the cosmos and we never die. if you were suddenly like me, with tens of thousands of worlds and races to discover and explore and no chance of being harmed no matter what you did i think you would have alot of fun. hell, you could spend five hundred years just tasting every form of mother's milk in the galaxy... but we made one horrible mistake, we shared it all. i dont have to drink from a Tauren to know what she tastes like. i dont have to spend a hundred years mixing every chemical compound in existance to see what they do. we did it all and shared it all so entirely that its useless information instead of experiencing it ourselves."</span>she looked down at him and didnt seem to know what to do but after a moment she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him back almost as tightly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"thank you Lonnie, that means alot to me. most people see my coldness and call me a tool or a weapon and not a person and i dont react well to that... no one who has been a slave would."</span>she helped him back over and smirked.<span style="color: #ffff00">"its anything but boring its... the closest i can bring it to terms youll understand is... think of that first thrust into your mate, that feeling of elation, of being together, now stretch it to last as long as you want. the pleasure stays the same, it doesnt get old or boring... just endless waves of pleasure. now add in feeling their soul, getting to feel every aspect and nuance coiling within you and knowing them, not their thoughts exactly, but more... their essence, what makes them who they are. there isnt an orgasm at the end unless we procreate, but it doesnt feel like its missing so much as... not needed? when we choose to stop, and as i said, sometimes couples mate for decades or centuries at a time, its because we feel like doing something else."</span>she drained another glass and hummed for a moment before she frowned.<span style="color: #ffff00">"but its very different when we mate with a mortal. our way is not pleasureable for either side, just intimate and if almost always results in one or both ending up pregnant with halfbreeds if there are females involved... and as for doing things your way, with a mortal shell... its just like it is for you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>