Slipping himself out of the coils almost as easily as he'd been slipped in, Johan nods to Cyria. "It appears to be. Whether I'm enjoying a multitude of legs or none first doesn't much matter to me," he says, letting the drider manhandle him without any resistance. Already at attention, his ahft eagerly stiffens a little more as soon as the first brushes of fingers cross it, Johan's face relaxing into an involuntarily smile. Picked up and carried by Cyria, he laughs. "You didn't used to do that! Is some of that... friend of ours sticking around in those muscles of yours? Understand," he says, reaching up and starting to trace his fingertips around and over the drider's bared and slick chest, "That's not in any conceivable way a complaint. I'm obviously not one of those men who gets intimidated by-" He blinks. "Well. Anything, really, I suppose, given that I was cheerfully ready to flirt with Disa and I'm fairly sure she could have broken me like a twig. But the same principle holds for the both of you." As Cyria lifts him out, he draws his legs up to help her clear the rim of the tub, content to dangle along with her support until his feet touch the ground again.<br/><br/>"Ah. Yes. The hands. Tell me," Johan says, as both hands slip away from Cyria's chest and trail slowly downward with the faintest trace of fingernails following the curve of the drider's abdomen, "I imagine it's sensitive right... there," he murmurs as his fingers reach what boils down to Cyria's chitinous chastity belt. "But what about the spinnerette? Does spinning webs feel good? Would things going inside it feel good, if it stretches?" The questions are mostly innocent- what isn't is that he times certain key words with more forceful probings, finishing with 'stretches' matching up with a pair of fingers working their way into a damp crack and pushing inwards with a tight smile on his face. "Of course," he says, starting to slowly work more fingers in, and then a full hand while his other hand continues softly massaging the outside of Chira's thorax to help work open more plates, "I'm sure that being covered in webbing would be fun, too. I have to say, I was frankly jealous of that scout you webbed up- and I suppose I haven't thanked you properly for dispelling that charm person that little mouse Cheesy..."<br/><br/>He trails off, first as his face drains of color for a few seconds, then as his hand stops- before subconsciously starting to work again, though there's a faraway look in Johan's eyes. Without the teasing in his voice, "Not to ruin the scene, my dear, and not that I think it'll matter before sunrise- and hence we can enjoy ourselves tonight, just with a bit more caution- but do you happen to remember what Cheesy said about knowing we were coming? Because the thought just occurred. She said, 'Yes, they're the people. Lea saw them leave town. And here they are right back...' LEA saw them." He pauses. "Dear, what do you think the odds are of there being two Leas in this run-down a town?" With a taut little smile, he adds, "I'm fairly sure we won't all be killed in our sleep, but come morning... we may have to treat our new companion with a bit more caution." Leaning down, he gives the top of Cyria's breast a quick kiss, to prove he meant what he said about still enjoying each other despite that revelation. "And of course, my name is practically<span style="font-style: italic">synonymous</span>with caution, especially when large exotic men and women naked and amorous or hungry are concerned."<br/><br/>(( I rolled a<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/491225">http://orokos.com/roll/491225</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+1</span><span style="font-weight: bold">14</span>plain INT check to remember the words the NPCs were exchanging before our fight, and Cassy ruled I could pull that tidbit out of Johan's memory. ^_^ ))