<span style="font-weight: bold">Euanthane</span><br/><br/>"Thank<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>," Euanthane replies. "For playing along," she whispers into his ear, words more breathed than spoken. In this position, she was still a little taller than he, and it seemed he found her full breasts a terribly comfy pillow.<span style="font-style: italic">Even if</span>she was right about him<span style="font-style: italic">liking</span>nagas... it was occuring to Euanthane that<span style="font-style: italic">she'd</span>never been pursued. Most girls couldn't get away fast enough - quite literally - and then she'd just sort of... fallen into bed with Crystal. A long, taught seduction...<span style="font-style: italic">if I have the resolve for it</span>, she acknowledged to herself... followed by...<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>. Gently, she hugged Xarces a little tighter, her fingertips resting lightly on his well-toned chest. "You got me out of a jam. I owe you," she hisses softly, intimately, in a tone that you almost want to call a 'purr'.