Tamaska peeked her head out of the window as they rode past the giant engineering workshops. The priestess could only stare in wonder, her tongue pausing its teasing touch on the sweet, silken flesh of Bahiyya's leg to wonder what all of this could possibly be for. Her mind strained to see what some of the works were going to be while for a few the use seemed apparent and yet others simply frightened her. She shook her head, banishing such things from her mind to focus on her task. She took to massaging the Delicate foot in her hand and resumed her teasing licks.<br/><br/>As she worked she could not help but smile when the succubus started to squirm in her seat. She felt a certain pride and a definite arousal at the sight, even if she was able to detect a level of dramatization from the beautiful woman.  She heard the conversation passing between the Baron and Emberspike and felt a small jolt of nervousness. She wondered what they were planning and what others might be involved. Visions of sacrifice and other horrible demises floated through her mind and she looked to Emberspike to try and discern what might be coming.  She suddenly felt small and vulnerable in the presence of these three.<br/><br/>When Emberspike offered no answered nor even acknowledged her gaze it shifted to the contented face of the succubus.  Again she received no insight but the way Bahiyya squirmed she felt that she would have no luck pressing her at this moment.  In turned out that it did not matter for when those long, perfect legs shifted, parting for the troll's hungry gaze, her mind forgot about the line of thought anyways.  She listened to Bahiyya and blushed at the thought of what sort of practice she may have meant.  Tamaska listened and all the while her mouth crept slowly higher until her free hand was forced to push the dress up to bare more and more of that soft skin.<br/><br/>A purr of pleasure slipped from her throat to vibration the sensitive flesh of Bahiyya's inner thigh as her hands lightly tried to push her knees more widely apart. The look on Bahiyya's face was a mix of need and impatience and Tamaska could not deny either of them any longer. Fully abandoning the pretence of the foot rub her face delved under the dress and between those smooth thighs. She could smell the light sensual scent of Bahiyya's arousal as her head pushed forward farther until her eager tongue found those dewy nether lips and her tongue set to work. She imagined the days sights had left the succubus in need and she would do her best to provide it. Again, her hands delicately sought to part those glorious thighs more to allow for better access; deeper access to that wondrous spot.<br/><br/>It was almost an afterthought that she had not received the Baron's permission to do what she was but she reasoned that he had not minded the liberties that Bahiyya had taken upon her first waking up and that it was too late now anyways. She just dug in deeper, suckling and licking, nibbling and doing everything she was able to pleasure this naughty minx.  The taste was intoxicating as was the eroticism of feeling the eyes on her as she did.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>