Vorish things<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">The Oread's hands begin to gently caress over Ambrosia's back, appreciatively tender as he sighs with satisfaction to her words. "mmmhhhhmmm" he coos, as a half response to what she had to say at first. It wouldn't be until the mention of her not feeling like digesting him, that he would completely understand just what the fairy was talking about. "Oh my....you aim to devour me then my dear?" he asks, running those very hands around to caress along the surface of her flat tum. "I must admit.....I find that idea to be quite...<span style="font-style: italic">sexy</span>.......What ever did I do to get so lucky?" he asks, kissing her lips once, twice, three times as they begin to part before him. Xarithe showing no sign of resistance, as after all he very much wanted to find himself within the belly he had aided to digest the cultist she spoke of. He more then impressed, and very pleased to be in the presence of a woman who followed sex, in such a delightfully suitable manner. Xarithe's head runs along the surface of her tongue, nuzzling happily towards the back of her throat, as his perfectly herb infused flesh beginning to work it's magic on her taste buds. "You truly are amazing Ambrosia....to be digested by one such as you, to become one with your sexy body, truly that would be an honor." he speaks showering her with compliments, entertaining the notion of his digestion as it seemed to add an edge to the experience that the druid rather enjoyed. The uncertainty of it all, the fact she held this power over him, that this could just as easily be the last belly he ever slipped into, that she could take him as her own, claim all that he was for herself, for her bodies benefit. A smile creeps over his lips "and what of you? Surely to digest, and claim one as rare as I for yourself......." he hints, placing a kiss square against the surface of her tongue. Wondering if the fairy had even begun to realize how special he truly was. For if the horns and the tips of his ears, where not enough, the gems infused in his flesh.....his taste alone should give pause to wonder.</div></div></div>