Silently, Feign can't help but be intrigued how Vega considers her tailmaw a seperate entity.  But he doesn't feel like stopping to question.  His own tailmaw slides around a little lick at Vega's lips, his tailmaw closing into something like a full-face kiss, the tip of the big tongue parting her lips and caressing around in her mouth.<br/><br/>His body slides up and down in time with Vega's squeezes on her ample breasts, moving his cock between them in steadily quickening thrusts.  A little bead of precum forms at the tip of his throbbing cock as he gets closer to orgasm.<br/><br/>"Just -ah- a little more."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Delilah's exhausted mind seems to take forever to process Jaku's question...  Name...  Purpose...  Her mouth feels too tired to form words, until the other naga suddenly gets annoyed and bites her shoulder.<br/><br/>"EEYAH!  Okay! Okay!"  She looks at the tigress with a clarity that can only be inspired by mortal fear.  "Muh... my name is Delilah Medina...  I'm a...  You want me to tell the project a story to...  To keep them out of the forest."  She looks between the tigress and Jaku, trying to figure out if either looks intent to kill her.  "R-Right?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The survivor is shocked as he feels the burst of darts fire.  He mentally kicks himself for forgetting to put the gun into single fire mode.  From the motion in the tree, he can tell he hit a target.  And the lizard's speech confirms it.  He keeps the gun trained on Arkain's place in the tree, even as Arkain falls.   He just stands there for a few moments, making sure there was indeed only one lizard in the trees.<br/><br/>Reluctantly, he holsters the gun and walks towards the downed Arkain.  "This ain't honorable, But ya understaind.  I dinnae pack any rope, an' I cannae have ya ambushin' me when ye wake up."  About three feet away, he pulls out his combat knife, "Least I can do is ta make it painless an' quick."