<blockquote><div><cite>Jess wrote:</cite>"Soma's kinda the same, actually. I eat her sometimes--when she's askin' for it. When she annoys me, I mean. But sometimes she really <span style="font-style: italic">does ask</span> me to do it. Like, as a game. It's kinda funny. 'Absurd' though? Nah, I would'n say that."</div></blockquote><br/>"She asks you to eat her... as a game?" Alyssa's mind is abuzz with the implications of Jess's statement. Someone else has had the same problems as her- a fellow tiefling, no less!- and managed to overcome them, or at least find a safe outlet for her impulses. She makes a mental note to speak with Soma at the next opportunity. Perhaps these urges are a common tiefling experience...<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Please disregard the sblocked text below- my next post has a replacement response to account for the DM hiatus. I'll save the original here for posterity</span><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;"><blockquote><div><cite>Jess wrote:</cite>"So would you, maybe..." Jess pauses, gives Alyssa a look that likely gets her heart speeding up again. "...you maybe want me to...?" She hesitates, not out of lack of interest (she's barely holding back as it is) but out of a residual fear of doing something that might ruin her welcome and get her smote.<br/>"It wouldn't be for real, 'course..."</div></blockquote><br/>"I..." Alyssa begins, but falls abruptly silent as apprehension catches the words in her throat. For several torturous moments, the only sound her body can produce is the fluttering beat of her heart as her conflicting emotions vie for control of her vocal chords.<br/><br/>Part of her- no doubt the same part responsible for her erotic dreams- is eager to accept Jess's offer and realize the fantasy she's held for the latter half of her life. Another part resists just as ardently, pointing out the gleam in Jess's eye and reminding her of all the things that could go horribly, fatally wrong if she assents. After all, she has no guarantee Jess will be able to maintain her control; another taste of tiefling flesh might be all it takes to convince her to play rough- assuming, that is, that the "game" isn't simply a ruse to lure in unsuspecting prey...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No, I mustn't think like that! If anything, Miss Jess ought to be suspicious of me- I've tried to mislead her, provoked her into attacking me, and made her listen to such an outrageous story. And for all that, she's shown incredible patience and restraint, and even offered to help me!<br/><br/>Help me to fill her belly, that is...<br/><br/>If she'd intended to make a meal of me, she would have done so when she first discovered me- the fact that she's reigning in her desire even now is proof of her sincerity. If I reject her, after everything we've said and done, it would be the same as dismissing her trust, and declaring myself both a coward and a hypocrite- I don't think I could ever be forgiven. Besides, what harm is there if the pleasure is mutual?<br/><br/>But if it turns out I've misjudged her...<br/><br/>Well, if it comes to that, I still have several minutes' worth of protective magic. I'm sure I can escape if need be.</span><br/><br/>Bottling up her doubts before they can muster another argument, Alyssa collects herself enough to regain control of her voice and whispers an answer:<br/><br/>"I'd like that very much."</div></div></div><br/><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;">Backstory part 2 attached again, since I'm not sure everyone noticed the addition to my last post. I'll try to avoid making late edits in the future, sorry!<br/><br/>lerkur: I think Mindy's going to have plenty of bellyrub opportunities when she gets back <img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/></div></div></div>