Feeling the warmth of the mermaids mouth would spark desires in his brain, desires he had to make a conscious effort to quell and keep in check. His hand pushing the elven feet, ushering them back and into the embrace of the mermaid's throat, which Xarces can briefly feel tugging at the tips of his digits. Te signs of her satisfaction where evident, and as he continues to cast his gaze upon her he can think of nothing else but seeing her satisfied even further. The bubbles of her burp tickle against his fingers, just before his hand is drawn from her lips and she speaks in a language that Xarces does not fully understand.<br/><br/>Pulling his free hand away he would cast a quick spell, caressing her cheek with the back of that very hand. Before she can even begin to wonder what he had just done, Xarces speaks clearly "Such beauty, such grace, truly your kind is a thing of wonder." he whispers to her in a manner that would convey the general feeling even without the assistance of his spell. "Every man's dream." he adds, leaning forward to close the distance even further, his eyes searching the pools of her own, gazing longingly, deeply as he continues to work the magic of his swaying dance. His lips begging to meet hers would part once more "Let's, enjoy one another." he whispers, offers,and promises in that moment before pressing forward in an attempt to seal his lips against her own.<br/><br/>Being with mermaid was an experience Xarces had never dreamed he'd have, and he did not intend to squander the opportunity that had been presented. Extending his wings to wrap around her back, he draws her body in close to his own. Feeling the elven bulge in her tum, the wiggling massaging, the ministrations of one who surely knew what they where doing.  As his wings gently press and rub against her back, stroking over her scaled tail with the tips of soft and delicate feathers, a creature of the air mingling with that of water. Xarces' hands would busy themselves on her belly. Rubbing over the form of the girl within. Feeling the muscles of the mermaid slowly moving, Xarces adding a bit of pressure to their grind, helping them to lather and coat the meal inside with her juices. "She's a wonderful meal is she not...I bet it must be heavenly feeling her writhing inside you." he proclaims, as his hands where treated to just a fraction of the effect, able to feel her body moving beneath his touch.<br/><br/>Hands pressing in would eagerly begin to rub the spongy flesh of the mermaid's tum all over Alizome's body. Lending his strength to the otherwise calm and complacent motions of her stomach. Having started his massage in the middle, one hand would begin working it's way steadily lower, while the other maintains it's pressure over the most tightly stretched flesh of that merstomach. The lower hand rubbing along the curve of that elven ass, feeling Alizome's back and rump under the palm of his hand. When he reaches her rear he grins, taking the opportunity to offer each cheek a firm squeeze, a squeeze that is delivered by soft, slippery stomach lining. He then presses inwards with two digits, seeking to add a bit of stimulation to the mermaid's meal. Creating a firm indentation in the wrinkles of her belly, one that would rub against and between her cheeks, seeking to rub further up, teasing her groin with that acid soaked surface.<br/><br/>The tender massage was only part of his intentions however. For as he feels her own arousal rising to match and mirror his own, soon his other hand would slip even lower than the one rubbing along the outline of that elven rear. Dipping down to caress along the division of skin and scale. Stroking against the mermaid's hips, before heading south. Exploring with dexterous digits the treasure hidden among those scales, searching for the female folds that he was certain even a mermaid should have.<br/><br/><br/>Xarces<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;">Casting tongues so they can understand one another.</div></div></div>