<img alt="Image" src="http://img15.deviantart.net/dedb/i/2012/054/a/c/centauress_by_matiasoliverarbon-d4qoxfy.jpg"/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eowyn</span><br/><br/>My fingertips flex, as the wilden's head is pulled between Aria's snakelike lips. The instinct to grab her, try and pull her free from the dangerous, evil predator, is almost overwhelming - but she's a voluntary meal, and Aria isn't evil. Instead, my fingertips makes the smallest of waves, as I bid her goodbye...<br/><br/>"Whatever gave you that idea, dear?" Aria says, once her<span style="font-style: italic">throat</span>is clear.<br/><br/>"It looks good on you," I murmur, in spite of myself, "a full belly." My own stomach takes the opportunity to rumble, loudly. I'm<span style="font-style: italic">starving</span>, and more aroused than I can ever remember being.<br/><br/>"That big enough for you, or does the greedy horsey still want more~?"<br/><br/>"You're perfect, just perfect," I murmur. "I want you. In every way." I lean forward, nip her tail... but once its between my lips, I don't let go. Gently, my hand squeezes the wilden's face, within her tum, then slides up, to her breasts, the back of her neck. "I really ought to ask," I murmur, "but you<span style="font-style: italic">are</span>just food." Rather more firmly, I pull her head down, until its below my stomach. The snake-woman can probably taste my nethers on the air, I'm so aroused. Teasingly, my tongue toys with the tip of her tail as if it were<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>tongue. "Why don't you put your tongue to good use?" I suggest, as I'd never dare with a true enemy, as I take my first powerful swallow of her. "Whilst you still can."