Caressing along the slime covered wall before him, Xarces smiles as a pleasured moan echos around his fleshy prison. Humming with delight Xarces speaks once more "That's it, enjoy your meal, allow me to bring you pleasure, to thank you for choosing me for the honor of becoming the food of such an impressive female." Xarces continuing to speak with honeyed words, keeping up his act of submission and near worship of the blackscale which had so eagerly consumed him. Just as he hears her heart rate begin to increase from the pleasure he was giving her, her stomach would truly come to life. Having gotten a grasp of the meal within it's confines it crushes in hard around him. The flesh clenching and crimping together, creating great creases which mash in against his form, grinding over the body of the bard as already he can feel feathers being stripped away from his magnificent wings. "Aaahhnnnnnggg!" he gasps in sudden pain, the strength of this lizardwoman was truly impressive. His own heart rate increasing as powerful acids continue to fill the chamber, washing harmlessly over his battered body. "Mmnnnffff god...your....your belly it's so strong." he croons appreciatively. As a mixture of pain and pleasure course through his veins, the threat of digestion creating a high unlike any other. Xarces knew now the danger he faced, the real threat of being reduced to mush in the belly of this blackscale female.<br/><br/>(Just have to stay focused...keep pleasuring her, until help arrives.) Was his initial thought, as he was almost certain the others would come rushing, and then the poor lizardwoman would be severely outnumbered. He actually felt bad for her, using this time to comfort her internally, making what was likely to be her last moments as enjoyable as possible. "Such a sexy gut you have....the coloration, the texture....mmmnnn yes, and the way it grinds against me.......working to break me down....so that I may be granted passage deeper into your picturesque body......to be absorbed and descend ever deeper into your sultry bowels." he exclaims, allowing his caress to slip low into the pit of her stomach, tracing a circle around the tightly sealed ring at the far end of her tummy, which led to her intestines. Teasing her and her body of the nutrition she would have him provide.<br/><br/>While Xarces focuses on these sensations, on pleasuring her with words and skillful strokes of talented hands. He would hardly notice the battle that had begun around them. Only when the yelp of the wolf sounds out would he stir from his work. Pressing an ear to the grinding stomach wall, he would hear the sound of battle. Mixed in with wet sploshes and splorts as her belly squeezes in against him. Before he suddenly feels her heart leap in her chest, feels the muscles of her body tense all around him....a heavy static in the acrid air.....and then motion, from within and without. Churning from the motion of her belly, while the motion of her body in flight causes him to sway quickly side to side, to bounce up and down, hitting his head upon the roof of her belly as acid splashes wildly up and around, only to crash down on him when he sinks low into the bottom of her gut. Unbeknownst to him Jule's swings at her, and a deft move to the side causes Xarces' world to violently lurch. "Ooommph..." he grunts hitting the wall of her stomach, as the acids quickly follows suit to splash hard against him.<br/><br/>His attention placed nearly fully on the outside world , Xarces listens carefully as he hears the sound of the wolf and his allies, of battle fading into the background, hears the sound of her heavy footsteps leading her, to what must be deeper into the temple. (could she have done what i think she did? Left her own hound to die, just so that she could escape with me?.......that's.....oddly flattering....) he thinks as he had mixed emotions on the subject, finding the notion sexy, and terrifying all at the same time. "Oh my...stealing me away after all, are we? Going someplace where we may be alone, together? " he speaks to her in a very sexualized manner, his voice staying true despite the inner turmoil he was currently facing. (my.....my fear......it's come true...) he realizes. For should his allies pursue they could likely be running into a trap.....where she to escape it would be up to he and he alone to subdue this blackscale..... where at first he saw himself in little to no actual danger, things where beginning to sway in the opposite direction. Though it was too early to tell if she had succeeded in eluding his allies.....he began to prepare for the worst. (No matter what happens....I see it through to the end.) he tells himself with a firm nod.<br/><br/><br/>[[ More internal pleasuring ]]<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/139083">massage attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">20</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/139084">Nonlethal</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d3+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6</span><br/><br/>[[ Xarces takes a total of 9 damage after the 6 digestion and 5 acid resistance are factored in ]]