((WB Ambrose))<br/><br/>Resha purrs, eating the demoness greedily, hands groping and massaging that demon butt as she works her mouth down towards it. Her ears and tail flick at the sight of the human girl arriving, but she doesn't respond except to hold a finger up to say 'wait one' or at least up until the point she tries to go past her towards the dangerous reagents and shit. Resha wants her second course to be armed with magic, or armed at all. So Resha snaps a hand out to shove the girl back, the confined space working to her advantage. Resha then scarfs down the demoness's breasts, annoyed that the interruption means she can't properly savour them as those soft delicious orbs fill her mouth with their deliciousness then sadly pass down her throat.<br/><br/>((rolled 3,3,4 (tiger, barbarian)))