<span style="color: purple">"Then I guess I should get busy, just keep yourself in one piece and try not to swoon too hard when I start to get into it, the last thing I need is a horny pet after a good slaughter." </span>What almost looked to be a smile crossed Vyre's features before she charged into the center of the scourge, flashes and steel and shadow energy lighting up the fog.<br/><br/>Kitori grinned a bit and winked at him.<span style="color: blue"> "You mean to say is I make the perfect woman, tough enough to fuck as hard you want, tolerant enough to wear stupid dresses or whatever else you may want to see me in, pent up enough to always jump your bones, and crazy enough to get turned on by the idea of spending the rest of my life pregnant giving you all the children you could ever want." </span>She smiled and shook her head but her response was interrupted by a muffled groan.<span style="color: blue">"Don't worry about it, I've suffered through worse pains... but you need to make it up to me for not defending me from Vyre's tail." </span>The look in her eyes made it quite clear she was hinting at something sexual and that arguing would be a bad idea.<span style="color: blue"> "You didn't protect your mate from another woman, you should find the druid and have her reset my reproduction cycle. That way once we're home you can apologize to me for all of this."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: red">"Even if I do enjoy raising children there's still the issue of needing another male Naga to reproduce, and no, Ophidian is out of the question. My mother may find him acceptable but I will have nothing to do with him. Oh I have every intention on raising my son to be a valued member of society, that's a given and it may show other Naga that they're not forced to spend their lives hiding from Azshara. Well, when you're bred to find any attention from a female great you look over things like decaying flesh, last I heard they were still together." </span>One of Nyarien's eyebrows raised as she listened but she didn't seem to show anything else for a long moment.<span style="color: red">"You likely would have been pulled in half if you had done that and I had caught you. I figured as much, friendly kisses are usually on the cheek, forehead, or hand, anything lower is asking to get a neck broken. And if you're not careful you may find yourself folded in half, or you may find yourself in my bed, I suppose it really depends on what I would get out of it." </span>Her face was completely neutral as she finished the book and looked up at the Elf.<span style="color: red">"It usually depends on what's available, but more often than not yes, we prefer women. Men can provide a certain level of excitement, usually when you... enjoy their company while you're most fertile, the thrill is quite something. Women on the other hand are a more reliable source of pleasure, and if they're weaker than you you can exploit them for more darker fantasies. As far as dry skins go, hit or miss, really, some are really eager to try something new, some are defiant and take breaking before they'll work... But unlike Naga, no two dry skins are the same. The last dry skin I was with... a ship wrecked woman. A pirate, saved her life, licked her raw, made her eat me out until her belly was full of my nectar, and escorted her to the surface safely. She must of spent her entire life saving afterward because she wrecked three more ships in the exact same place before I finally kept her. You wouldn't be that ridiculous, would you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>