Order nodded a little and returned the kiss as she crawled back into The'kal's lap fully.<span style="color: #ffff00">"what would i even say to them? i have enough problems dealing with the mortals of Azeroth... i loved-love the Seraphim but i wasn't allowed to protect them..."</span><br/><br/>Yinxha looked at her spread and bound legs and with some effort she managed to obey.<span style="color: #b30059">"i will do my best my Lord but wouldn't it be better for me to try to make peace with them first? Amere despises me... i am a mortal priestess that specializes in the old ways of rituals, i am no more durable then that. what happened that night... i was shocked and overwhelmed with new experiences, sensations and ideas that had never occurred to me. in all honesty it is kinda a blur of pain, pleasure, embarrassment and stickiness but as strange as it may sound being treated like that was kinda... freeing, despite the restraints. i had never let myself have anything but my work and now suddenly my god was showing me such sensations that i hadn't even dreamt of. i crave and fear your attention in every way. i want to be near you and speak to you and yes, have sex with you. and i fear upsetting or disappointing you every second that i am near you because not only would i be justly punished but it means that i have failed you in some way and the shame of failing you would far outweigh any punishment you inflicted for that failure."</span>she moaned softly when he found the right spot and she closed her eyes.<span style="color: #b30059">"i will never be free of the guilt of what i did... but i fear making it worse."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>