Ana hardly needed to be told to eagerly lick Karrie clean.<span style="color: #b30000">“Mmm… maybe you could refill her for me? It’s been a few days since your last potion, two in one night might be okay? Maybe you can just take turns f-filling us up and sending us to bed with a big dinner?”</span><br/><br/>Monia took the toy and shoved it into Kitori making her writhe and squirm. She then laid down beside Ophidian and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">“You can’t because those aren’t her desires. Those are her fears. She’s scared that if she doesn’t let you do those things to her you’ll either do it forcefully and hurt her or you’ll kick her out. She thinks that’s what she wants. She’s not scared of you, but her subconscious is terrified. If you lay a hand on her, if you choke her, anything to hurt her… she’ll end up just as broken as Rayne, but she’ll harm herself and not those around her. I’ve… I’ve tried with her, but I could see the cracks and it scared me. You can be rough when you fuck her, you can grope her from behind and get her in the mood, but if she ever sees or thinks she sees anything but love it’s- it could be bad.”</span><br/><br/>Empress pat Jass on the head softly when his tears welled up. While she shared The’kal’s compassion for all living things, she also had Order’s difficulties interacting with them.<span style="color: #336600"> “I am stronger than Order by several magnitudes. I still remember your world before it was ripped apart and destabilized the entire solar system. I can recreate it, restore every natural resource, I can even give your moons back. But what do Order and I tell the people who can’t have their loved ones back? I have difficulties communicating with mortals, but if Order permits I can speak with your elders. I can handle being attacked and hated, I’m the sole cause of my people’s extinction. I would gladly take on the ire of a planet of mortals if it helps to alleviate my lover’s pain even a little.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>