<span style="font-weight: bold"> Xarces Kyrobe </span><br/><br/>The press of Jess' excited tum was strong, the squeeze to keep him down effective. Despite this however Xarces makes one final effort to see himself free the way he came in. (If Naomi helps to keep me down....I'm screwed..) he realizes as then he would be left with only two options, neither of which sounded appealing to him...<br/><br/>Much to his delight as he hears the press of their lips continue anew up above.... what he does not feel is the strength of his superior holding him down, or even an order barked to stay in his place. No it seems that Naomi was ignoring her plea, and in doing so gave him the opportunity to make his escape. Caressing along the length of her esophagus, Xarces' fingertips work their magic to gingerly massage each and every inch of Jess' throat that he ascends. Slowly wiggling his way back up, taking care to work in perfect opposition to the natural peristalsic motions of her throat. Jess for her part seemed to enjoy this treatment, even seeming reluctant to try and stop him as she had before. Perhaps she had reconsidered, was willing to let him out.<br/><br/>"That's it Jess, nice and relaxed. You've got such a sexy throat, a powerful stomach, truly the body of an amazing predator." he whispers to her, his words vibrating her flesh as they rattle their way directly into her ears. His hand being the first to push forth from the woman's throat. Pushing past her dangling uvula, running a searching and prodding palm against the surface of her tongue. (Ah ha!) Xarces silently celebrates, knowing he should be able to work himself the rest of the way from here..... but as he feels around inside her maw, he notices something peculiar. For not only was Jess' tongue moving, writhing, and lapping back against his probing digits. But so too was another tongue. A tongue that was recognizably stronger, a tongue he imagined could only belong to one person, that person being Naomi.<br/><br/>Xarces blushes a bit as he realizes that this was the first time she had tasted his flesh, hoping that she enjoyed, for as much as he often teased her he did not want to see her disappointed. Stopping for but a moment to wiggle his fingers amongst the playing tongues, enjoying the sensation as he pays special attention to that of his companions. Feeling her tongue curl around his hand, feeling the light subtle tug, why he imagines it to be a signal of sorts, a sign that now was the time to escape! (This could work out yet! Naomi seems to be keeping her distracted, offering me a chance to make my escape, why I'd be a fool not to take it.) Is what Xarces assumes, or rather that is his hope as he begins to push himself further up Jessica's throat. Squirming shoulders back out of her tum, pressing, squirming, and wiggling his way to freedom. His arm slipping out of Jess' mouth, only to find it's way wondering further into the sultry interior of Naomi's. Changing up his technique he begins to use his whole body to press and grind against the throat and stomach of his devourer.  Offering up even more of the pleasures the woman seemed to so desperately crave in these moments.<br/><br/>(It's working it's working!) Xarces rejoices as he begins pushing his head back up into the mouth of Jess. Looking onward into what appears to be an endless expanse of mouth and tongue. For where one may ends another begins, he looking almost longingly into the moth of Naomi as he takes a moment to admire it's beauty. (She really does have a sexy mouth.) he thinks to himself as he would feel his hormones begin to race as he pictures more and more of his own squad leader. Seeing her under a different light, gaining an all new appreciation for the woman whom he believed to be working to save his very life. Pressing onward he begins to nuzzle his face against the tongue of Jess, and that of Naomi. Pressing lips to hers as his own tongue darts out to intermingle and wrestle against their combined efforts. Creating a three way kiss for but a moment. The only thing keeping him from simply lingering here and enjoying this most pleasurable situation was the shifting belly of Jess below, it groaning ominously, a reminder of the fate he hoped to avoid. (OK Naomi....you can back up now....let me come out..) he thinks as it appeared she had no intention to do so. (How much longer did she aim to distract the girl?) The question rings in his mind as Xarces head begins to bridge the gap between the two women. Leaving that of Jess', only to press over the surface of Naomi's inching ever closer towards her tight pink throat, which already contained his very own outstretched arms. Xarces having transferred the massaging rub to the throat of Naomi, as his entire body continues to wiggle, and sway grinding and pleasing both women's throats, mouths and tongues as one as all three share in the kiss, they share in his delicious flavor.