Feign slowly emerges feet-first from Tamara's dripping femsex.  Jaku's coil catches him around the waist and helps him slide out.  As soon as his face is free, he takes a deep, somewhat gargling breath.  As his head tilts back to breathe, the wet feathers on his head lightly tickle at Tamara's malesex and up the length of her tummy.  As his arms are free, he curls up with Jaku's coil.  Through the gooey coating, there is a small patch of scales on the back of his neck that blend into the surrounding skin.  They are light brown and red, with a white dimond shape at the bottom of the patch.<br/><br/>For some reason, he is half laughing and half coughing.  It seems he breathed a bit of fluid during his journey, though he is much too amused and happy to care.  He blinks a few times as he looks around.  His vision is quite blurry, though he's sure it will be back to normal in moments.<br/><br/>He looks up at the nagas, murring contentedly and grinning like a fool.  He can sense that the eggs are close to hatching now.  As soon as he can move around or tell which direction is up, he should go prepair for them.  For now though, he just cuddles with Jaku's trunk for a bit.