<span style="font-style: italic">~I thought we were done with anatomy games.~</span>Crew's voice nagged at the edge of Brady's consciousness, the only contrary thought in her mind as she toyed with her eager companion.<span style="font-style: italic">~We're supposed to be planning to stop the ritual, remember? The one that's still going on, right now?~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~I am planning,~</span>Brady insisted.<span style="font-style: italic">~I have to make sure our new recruit is trustworthy before I incorporate her into the plan. Think of this as a teambuilding exercise.~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Brady...~</span>Crew started to object, but was quickly cut off as Brady's forebrain suppressed the connection and turned her attention back to the dripping honeypot between her Laebras's legs. The psicrystal's voice continued to filter through as a series of stifled protests, almost entirely drowned out by the encouraging moans spilling from Laebras as freely as her juices.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Laebras wrote:</cite>"Brady... Please..."</div></blockquote><br/>"Please what, sweetie?" Brady teased. "Is there something you want from me? Maybe this... or this..." In between words, her tongue flicked along the creamy flesh of Laebras's thighs; almost, but not quite, touching the puffy outer lips of the tiefling's vulva. The rich, sweet taste of nutrion-infused flesh danced on her tastebuds, mingling with the tangier flavor of sex juices to form an enticing bouquet that the lizardgirl found was awakening more than one sort of hunger within her. Maybe she could persuade Laebras to indulge both appetites as part of their love games? After all, the tiefling had responded well to the grip of Sunete's throat during the battle before - if they were to share their new companion, it was only fair that Brady be allowed to give her the same pleasure...<br/><br/>"Oh, I see what you need," Brady whispered. Slipping her hands under Laebras's thrusting hips, she guided the tiefling forward, easing that shapely rear off of the hard wooden seat as she slithered down into a better position for her next move. "You want more than just my tongue, is that it? Something hotter... wetter... tighter..." As she spoke, warm breath gusted across her companion's loins, teasing at what was to come. Gingerly, she began to lower the tiefling's hips into her waiting mouth, her jaws spreading wide to accept the awkward girth of taking a meal in such an unusual manner. Brady's lips crept slowly over the supple curve of Laebra's rump as she accepted her meal, disappearing that shapely backside inch by inch with a series of small, sucking gulps. If Laebras had any misgivings about her friend's throat play, now would have been the time to voice them - although the questing tongue still playing across her loins was doing its best to make sure that her voice was otherwise occupied...