The'kal smiled softly as the kiss was broken and pushed her chest up for Ashia to better explore.<span style="color: olive"> "You don't have to make this a proper first mating if you don't want to, you could consider this one as repaying your debts. But you can do as you like, I offered you my body in exchange for a grandchild and I intend to keep my word." </span>The goddess held an earthy, yet floral scent, vaguely reminiscent of the jungles after a fresh rain.<span style="color: olive">"You'll find everything about me is perfect and warm, I chose you to be my mate because I'm the perfect size for you. I can take your lust, your love, your scorn, and your strength, just as I know you will be strong enough to take mine." </span>A low purr began to rumble from her as her nipple was tended to and a slow buy steady stream of milk began to flow onto the dragon's tongue.<span style="color: olive">"My milk always flows, my body always ready to accept seed, I am the perfect breeder, the perfect broodmare... and for the foreseeable future, Ashia, I belong to you. My tits, my womb, my pussy, everything is yours to enjoy to your heart's content."</span><br/><br/>As Korgna descended down the stairs she'd be grabbed from behind and before she was able to react she find her face buried in Nalo's bust, the Draenei moving swiftly and silently to pull the priestess in a tight hug.<span style="color: red">"Stay here for a bit, there's no need for either of us to get worked up over something neither of us can fix. Do you want to be a walking corpse? A... forsaken, as I believe your kind is called? I've investigated and found some measure of truth in some rumors swirling around a very powerful Troll priest, a man capable of undoing the curse of undeath. Would you like a copy of the information I've gathered on him and his last known location? Even if you say no I'll just have a copy sent to your office, think of it as my way of thanking you for saving me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>