Clambering down W'ineton feathers and leather corset, Mirri the snake-tailed fae only had eyes for her prize, hidden beneath the proud Aviari's skirts. The sound of Darion's chair scraping over the floor was only a minor distraction, making her glance up to see the ex-mercenary make his way over to Winnie. It didn't matter, by the time he had reached W'ineton, Mirri had already vanished beneath the Aviari's dress. She briefly got lost in W'ineton's garment, which was much longer and more complex than Parin had ever worn. Despite the initial confusion on the fae's part, she managed to find a way to the source of the sweet smell lingering in the air. Flicking her tongue out of her mouth to taste the scent of Winnie's sex, Mirri moved onwards to inspect the lace panties blocking her path. The frilly garment was unlike anything the fey had seen. It looked so complex and fancy yet failed to hide the wet nethers kept behind silk prison bars.<br/><br/>Mirri poked curiously at the french lingerie, until a sudden flood of light made the red-glowing fae turn and hiss. The lively little snake-tailed fairy protective of her prize, watching Darion carefully as the broad-shouldered man pulled the lace garment out of his way. She gave his finger a small, venomless bite when his palm swiped her aside as well, before crawling back into the valley between W'ineton's legs. The fae not letting herself be discouraged so easily by the man. The nerve he had, disrupting her meal like that. At least Darion let her be as he moved to undress his trousers and pants, not even earning himself a glance from the fey who was now curiously expecting Winnie's winking snatch. Spread open by the woman's fingers, Mirri slid forward, bathing herself in the woman's arousal while rubbing her naked frame against W'ineton dripping snatch. The fey paid special attention to button crowning the woman's purple nethers, popping the clit in her mouth and sucking on it like a cock while rubbing her chest into the woman.<br/><br/>Almost done lubricating herself up, Mirri found herself suddenly interrupted by the cock falling atop of her like a falling tree.<span style="color: green">"Ut! Baz nick for oll! Doovat!" </span>The fey swore at Darion while the man positioned himself and W'ineton, whining softly as he thrust into her hot depths.<span style="color: green">"Nooo! Mirri first! Bad! Will bite!</span>" She threatened while ineffectively trying to push Darion's groin away without any success. She fidgeted and complained as he sank his shaft deep inside the Aviari beneath him.<span style="color: green">"Mirri gets first taste! Mirri best! Not you, fatty fat fat! Naaaawwwww!" </span>The snake-tailed fey battered her tiny fists against Darion's lower gut, unlikely to be felt by the toned human before shifting tactic. She coiled her tail tightly around the base of his shaft, forming a cockring. Wrapped herself around Darion's shaft, she licked his throbbing meat and ground her tiny slit against him, spreading around a strangle reflective and slick goo that left a tingling sensation on the skin. Pressing herself tightly against Darion's cock, she tried to get the man to thrust both his shaft and her form coiled around it into W'ineton at the same time with the only thing to aid him in the conquest of Winnie's sex the additional lubricant Mirri was spreading around.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>