Tyrande nodded and the deepened kiss left her breathless for a moment.<span style="color: #5900b3">"yes, it has been quite sudden."</span>Crimzon really didn't get to see much of the house besides some hallways but it seemed quiet nice and lovingly designed.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "yes he is, but i have rarely seen him since he was here taking care of the house while i was busy with my duties."</span>she shook her head and looked at Crimzon.<span style="color: #5900b3">"you said you were far too greedy for that and i think i am too... that time in my life has passed."</span>she smiled and sat in Crimzon's arms, staring right back into her eyes.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "yes, our home."</span>she kissed Crimzon again, slowly deepening it as her hands slid up to grip Crimzon by the back of her neck and head to let the Priestess have her way, her tongue wrestling the Vampires down to lavish.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i want to have you again but i need rest, but i am too tired..."</span>she pulled back, a string of saliva connecting them for a moment before she shuddered and stood up.<span style="color: #5900b3">"help me undress? i need rest to treat you right."</span><br/><br/>Leena smiled and nodded.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "of course my love, i would do anything for you. but if you two have a second child i am cheering him on."</span>Ophidian watched her with a raised brow as she finally got way more information about his history with Rayne and Zelina then Athena wanted but she would also know why they did it. she would also get everything to do with his history of helping people and raising his daughter right despite what it cost him to get the right. Leena's history on the other hand was probably enough to disgust Athena on multiple levels, the wanton mage not at all exaggeration but she also got all the good she had done when she wasn't getting fucked which on the whole was a balanced mix of time. Leena was too embarrassed to speak but Ophidian nodded and smiled to Athena.<span style="color: #ff8000">"your welcome." </span>he looked over at Nyarien and frowned.<span style="color: #ff8000">"you woke up very sore the last time you insisted on calling me that."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>