Nyarien used one arm to reach around and grab the base of Ashia's dick while the other three continued to clean up her back.<span style="color: red">"This, when I want it and how I want it. In return I'll bathe and massage your back when you need it. Because unlike my mother I retained the magical awareness that made us Highborne, your magic would make you stand out in the biggest of crowds to me. Which is good for you, because you seem like you would make a good mate with a little age."</span>Nyarien shook her head and let out a sigh.<span style="color: red"> "I'm not concerned about the eggs hurting her, she'd kill you if they did, but... her time as a Naga left her deathly afraid of having eggs growing inside her, if she deems it important she can tell you the full story, but just keep that in mind when her initial rush of lust fades."</span>The Naga pressed a finger to Ashia's lips and pushed her head forwards.<span style="color: red"> "I didn't say I was going to do it nor was I suggesting it, I simply stated it could be undone, and it could probably do so without much more pain than you've already suffered. I recognize a lot of the interwoven spells, but only a Troll could fix it safely. Don't get worked up... at least not until you're hilt deep in me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>