<span style="color: #666600">"I know he wanted to call someone in to kill me, but I also know he can't and it's not worth getting upset over. He's emotional and very protective of his family. I would expect nothing less. That child is my son and I understand him in ways that you cannot simply due to your lack of mortal understanding." </span>She shook her head once and looked back at Order.<span style="color: #666600">"He's my son, my child. Flawed as he is I would protect him from you or anyone else to the fullest extent of my powers. Just as I would Elerona. He made a pointless gesture fueled by pain and frustration." </span>The'kal shrugged after a few moments of silence.<span style="color: #666600"> "Do we need to do anything? This is nice, just sitting here watching the waves."</span><br/><br/>Ras looked up at Relene and shook his head. "Why bother? There's literally nothing I can do to control The'kal or Order, or any other over powered piece of filth they bring to our world. We exist in a strange state of power where anyone capable of actually threatening us is so powerful we'd be unable to actually stop them, and anyone unable to completely wipe us out isn't enough of a threat to really worry."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Mmm, help you return the favor or properly spit roast my beloved mate between my dick and a dragon... You're lucky I can smell that green near by. Alright, scaly, my mate's wants come before yours." </span>She hopped across the couch again and pried Nail off of Zelian's ass, the drake's hands leaving bruises on the succubus' hips from holding her so tight. With a deep snarl Nail brushed Elerona away then laid down on the couch and pulled Zelina onto her.<span style="color: #660000">"Pleasure me, then. Little demon." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>