Nyaka continued to buck against Sarevess' face and fingers until she managed to lock her legs around her wife's head and held her in place.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Yesss... just instinct. And not that... not the orgasms. It's been too long, I'm too sensitive... fuck."</span><br/><br/>Spite cocked an eyebrow and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"You two have more in common than you realize. She let The'kal turn her into a... Dragonling so she could make amends with you and have clutches of eggs to make up for the corrupted whelps she hunted. But if you have The'kal why do you need Nail and I for anything? Can't the goddess just wiggle her fingers and turn this into a perfectly functional farm village or whatever you need it to be?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>