Ashia blinked in suprise before she returned the kiss, her tongue meeting Mira's hungrily.<span style="color: dimgray"> "you have no idea yet." </span>she grinned and cocked her head to the side as she watched the Draenei walk away before she reached over to pull The'kal into a seat.<span style="color: dimgray"> "somewhere there is a dirty, devious, filthy, glorious god or goddess who made that woman and i think the only proper thing to do is to put a body like that to its proper use as a temple of pleasure... oh dont worry, i wont stop until she is our's."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>