<span style="color: #666600">"Flora has never experienced the pleasure our daughter is giving her. If she reacts to it well I'll make similar changes to your body so you can feel the same things she does. I can't make you see or feel the emotions mortals do, but I can let you experience their carnal pleasures.</span>"<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"Does this feel like you're being bad?" </span>She pressed both fingers against Anna's spot then dragged them downward to set her off.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"Wha... what? Mortals do... that? Why?" </span>She let Ashia move her looking both confused and half way consumed by need. Her next question was interrupted by a deep moan.<span style="color: #ff0000">"W-what is this... this feeling... ah- Ashia, what's happening to me!?"</span><br/><br/>Arlokk was the first out of bed at Azu's shriek, a blade of energy forming behind his back. He wrapped one arm around Azu and kissed her softly.<span style="color: #006633">"Is this the only one? Go get Kuro and make sure our daughter is safe too." </span>He kicked Britomart onto her back and cut off the straps on her helmet to pull it off.<span style="color: #006633">"Not Elune, dear. This is your pet monster." </span>He stood up and pulled Britomart up for Whisperia to see.<span style="color: #006633">"This ugly mug look familiar?"</span>Jim let out a sigh from outside of the room and slowly entered. "Uh... hi? Sorry about her, I tried to tell her that the harpy seemed tame." He looked over Azu and smiled a bit. "You make a great alarm system. All harpies as cute as you? I've never seen one up close before."<span style="color: #006633">"Are you flirting with my pet?" </span>"What? No! No, I just..."<span style="color: #006633">"I'm joking. How've you been, Jim? It's been too long."</span>He shook the man's hand and smiled. "I should... should I wait outside for you two to get dressed? I know this is unexpected. The'kal and Order have turned the moon into a new Outland and moved most of the people from Outland to the moon... and they won't let Brit and I go because of her violent tendencies. So we're here visiting."<span style="color: #006633">"They what?" </span>"It doesn't make any sense to us either."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>