<span style="color: darkorange">"They're as okay with this as Arlokk is, as long as we're happy and come back alive they won't care that I look like I got in a fight with a razor and lost. Nu-uh, harpies don't work that way, the second Arlokk shows her any form of compassion she'll glue herself to him and harpies can be dangerously territorial. Well dangerous assuming they're not living in a household full of people who could pull her inside out in their sleep."</span>She smiled a bit and in one smooth motion impaled herself on Whisperia's shaft again where she rolled her hips slowly.<span style="color: darkorange">"I just want something that says I'm yours, nothing that'll make every priest want to heal it away or think I was attacked."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>