OOC: Are Xarithe and I awake now, or just Eiyre?<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosia</span><br/><br/><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;">Xarithe bucked hard and came inside me, spurting his hot load into my welcoming folds. Men were so <span style="font-style: italic">predictable</span>, and even though they weren't my favorite Xarithe had certainly been fun. Gently, he proceeded to shower my face with kisses as he slid, flaccid, out of me. "It's funny how satisifing one need makes the others seem stronger," I sigh. "I always get <span style="font-style: italic">peckish</span> after great sex. Don't worry," I purr against his face as my lips begin to run over it, "I've already had a whole cultist, and they'll be more for breakfast... I doubt I'll feel like digesting you," I paused, in case he started to struggle, but even if he did there really wasn't anywhere for him to go, and the pulsing of Eiyre's tum was only helping to push his head into my maw... easily enough, I let my lips slide over, beginning to bring him within. He'd cum inside me - now it was time to come inside me. Not that I really meant to digest him, but the possibility added spice - he seemed like the type who'd like that - and I could always change my mind...</div></div></div>