The'kal wrapped her arms around Ashia's neck when she sat up and shook her head.<span style="color: olive">"Restraint is part of my being, I will let go when the time is right don't worry. But right now isn't that time, and it may not be for a while, but I promise when that time comes you'll find yourself locked in a room with a dangerously feral and horny creature." </span>She shook her head once more and kissed Ashia softly.<span style="color: olive">"I want you to fight those urges, at least for the first time. I want you to hold me close and plant your egg slowly and carefully... drag it out as long as possible, don't hurt yourself but don't rush, fight your instincts and remain in total control. Can you do that for me? Let me enjoy my first proper breeding in far too long?" </span>The'kal didn't bother waiting for an answer and deepened the kiss as she slowly ground her slit against Ashia's dick, her drooling lips nearly smoldering hot against the dragon's flesh.<span style="color: olive"> "When you're ready, I want you to take me. Like a proper mate."</span><br/><br/>Karren jumped and Whisperia was nearly impaled by a pillar of ice that broke before touching the druid.<span style="color: orange">"It's not good to sneak up on a mage who's on edge like that. The energy on Arlokk and Azu will fade in about three hours, then they'll pass out from exhaustion and probably sleep for two days... they'll probably both be in considerable pain when they wake up, I overestimated my demonic strength and they're both pushing their bodies harder than they should for such a long time. I want to know who his other two children are, who is buried under this temple, and what these goblins are actually digging for." </span>She blinked back from Whisperia and folded her arms with an annoyed huff.<span style="color: orange"> "This is where Arlokk's unrest is coming from, these goblins, their excavations, and their wretched machinery were somehow causing Arlokk to be miserable. I asked them to stop, then I demanded, I tried buying them out, and finally I iced them out. They're Venture Co. anyways, you know, the same company that deforested the Stonetalon Mountains before the Horde moved in and started to incinerate the left overs? I did the jungle a favor."</span>The mage rolled her eyes and let out a heavy sigh, her breath crystallizing in the humid jungle air.<span style="color: orange">"Dead, she died long ago. You know it too, you and -Mistress are my heart and soul, you more than her, but I've never been pure hearted and innocent since then. And with my demonic side it's never going to happen again, fact is, I can kill now and do so without losing sleep. I can wipe out an entire... operation of goblin miners and be more concerned about getting a crease in my robes. If anything I'm only more similar to you now than I have ever been."</span>She looked away and walked along the ruins, dragging one hand along the broken walls.<span style="color: orange"> "Powerful magic still guards this temple, it may be a ruin but there's more to it than meets the eyes. But even I can't pierce the veil, it upsets me. I want to know what is here."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>