In her position in front of Cyra, Anita cannot help but notice what is happening between Aiyaka and Vesele. She had heard many good things about the beautiful silver haired woman, about how skillful of a lover she was and also about her poor luck with staying steady. She was happy that she and Aiyaka had become friends so quickly, but as she watched Vesele entertain the beautiful kitsune an intoxicating scent became apparent to her. She could not help feeling a little bit smug as she recognized Aiyaka's arousal; although Vesele was clearly a good kisser, she had left Aiyaka's most precious place unattended. And seeing as how Aiyaka was her friend (and wanting to get on Vesele's good side by doing her a 'favor'), Anita resolved to see to that warm, wet, needy place.<br/><br/>She was doing this to help everyone become friends and definitely not because she wanted to taste Aiyaka, of course.<br/><br/><br/>With a little nod towards Cyra and a mischievous grin, Anita went onto her hands and knees behind Aiyaka. She heard Vesele above her, offering seductive words to her lover. "My delicious fox... come here..." Perhaps if it had been one of the monster girls, or if Anita had been in a more proper state of mind, she would have caught the true meaning behind those words, but she was far too distracted at the moment, almost hypnotized by watching Aiyaka's flower twitching and glistening with it's own juices. She was so intoxicated with that delicious scent that she never even noticed as Vesele slipped the kitsune's fingers into her mouth, although she did notice when Aiayak's sex started twitching even harder and faster. She drew closer to it, her warm breath almost caressing the object of her current obsession, until Aiyaka's words broke her out of her stupor. "D-don't stop..." Anita might have guessed they were meant for Vesele had she been paying attention, but there was no time for that right now. The only thing that needed her attention had been right in front of her the whole time, and she'd been too engrossed in it's beauty to even act! She was being such a bad friend, but she intended to fix that right now...<br/><br/>Tentatively, her tongue reached out to sample Aiyaka's flower. It was hot, almost burning hot, and drenched in delicious nectar. Anita began licking it in earnest, relishing the sweet almost cherry flavor that lingered along Aiyaka's soft skin. Anita reached her hands foward, grabbing onto Aiyaka's cute posterior. Not because she was lost in lust and wanted to feel every inch of the kitsune's malleable flesh, but because she wanted better leverage. Maybe.<br/><br/>Either way, she was now ready to give Aiyaka even deeper pleasure. Running her tongue along that hot, desperate slit, she slowly teased it inside. The flower's reaction was immediate, as an almost electric shock ran through the fox's body. A fresh dose of nectar was released, filling the cait sith's mouth and almost overflowing it. But Anita greedily drank that sweet, pure nectar with abandon and was even licking again before she had finished. She had never expected Aiyaka to taste so<span style="font-style: italic">good</span>! Had she known, she probably would have attacked the poor girl. Ooh, that was a naughty thought, Anita needed to make it up to her... If only she could get a little bit deeper, to make her feel even better...<br/><br/>Anita's teeth had started to elongate; they weren't quite ready to inject their aphrodisiac into anyone just yet, having emptied a load into Katina just a few minutes ago, but Anita's state of high arousal was accelerating the venom's production. Not that a more cognizant Anita would have expected the kitsune to need any aphrodisiac to enjoy what was currently happening, but the thought would have played around in her head. As things stood now, Anita was too focused on getting her tongue deeper and deeper into Aiyaka to think about a bite. But still, every now and again her sharp teeth would scrape against Aiyaka's soft thighs as Anita tried out a new angle, giving the kitsune a pointed but painless reminder of what the mouth of a predator might feel like, preparing her for a voyage Anita didn't realize she was taking.