Ceila was distracted for a moment by a call from White, and her pupils flicked up and away from her prey- she was listening. She dare not move her jaw, lest her prey escaped- but she murmured lightly, peering at the strange creature he was asking her to service. Hm, it looked like it had a bit of hot blood. She'd be full for a month, though... Well, in any case, she could certainly discuss it when she was finished here.<br/><br/>She turned her focus back to her wriggly prey and gulped hard and with focus, keeping him firmly gripped so he wouldn't go down. The movements of her peristalsis squeezed over him over and over like silken sheets- and effectively, he was forced to hump the back of her throat. She chuckled softly at his obvious displeasure and embarrassment as she felt things he didn’t want her to feel. Silly prey! Well, she wasn’t going to stop until…<br/><br/>Her eyes grinned.