The events that had just passed linger in Xarithe's mind as he and Ambrosia reach the hidden grove. For it seemed his display had quite an effect on many individuals, the woman's unique taste still lingered on his tongue, the feeling of her beating heart, her quickened breathes, the strain within her voice, and the flush upon her face. It seemed as if, by beginning to consume her, he had somehow released, or at the very least, tapped into the actual woman hidden beneath the corruption. Just as he could barely bring himself to pull away from completing what he had started, it had almost seemed that she too was yearning for it to happen.....A part of him feeling that by devouring her, he was doing her a service. For not only would he bring her one last moment of pleasure in this life, but her corruption would be redeemed, purged and stripped away as her body was melted down and used to fuel and become a part of his own. The mere thought of it sent a pleasurable shiver through his spine..... At the very least this gave Xarithe plenty to think about, and a part of him hoped that she yet lived by the time he returned. Of course there was also Albali, and Eiyre's reaction, for it seemed they were both greatly disgusted by the druid, and subsequently any action involving contact with her.<br/><br/>"I'm very glad you like it....I have a knack for finding such places......" his words cut off when he finds himself bumping into the body of the fairie, her soft breasts and slightly bulging tum squishing against him, Xarithe's breathe suddenly catches in his chest, a feeling of heated arousal washing over him. What's more she proceeds to graze fingertips against his soft lips, to run them down the length of his strong neck and toned chest, to place her warm palm squarely against his stomach. At this proximity Ambrosia would be able to smell the herb infused flesh of the man as he in turn can feel and taste the steamy warmth of her every breathe. His hazel eyes meet her own as he shudders before her "I....you would?...oh just imagining the sensation of feeling you squirm within my tum, to caress every inch of your lovely body with the slick embrace of my innards......" he comments running his palms up along the hourglass curve of her hips.  To her question he simply nods "I would have yes......" he states, thinking back on it with regret, for only a moment. Before his mind fills with the prospect of having the beautiful Ambrosia locked away within his body instead. Further then that however he cannot deny the feeling as being mutual. "You would be most welcome to visit my dear...though the same can be said for my own desire to find my way inside of you." he states as he can't deny that as much as he would like to feel her supple frame fill  out his tummy, he also desires to feel those very muscles he helped to soothe, and stimulate, rippling and squeezing in all around him. Xarithe's frame squirms back against her own, a bulge forming within his trousers as his blood pumps quickly through his veins. So many desires bubbling up within him as he presses close against the body of the Fairie.<br/><br/><br/>Disposal and such<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;">Of course now was not the time for any of the myriad possibilities that run through his psyche, that is save for one. As there was a distinct reason for their trip to this secluded location. Xarithe allows her space as she proceeds to make her lower half bare.  He cannot help but notice how she does not ask for privacy, furthermore he doubts he would be able to look away even where she to ask. He gazes admiringly upon her exposed nethers, and luscious ass. As she squats down beneath a large tree, the motion reveals her tightly sealed pucker.  He moving without so much as a thought, bringing himself into a position where he could fully witness the proceedings. As she speaks of her species, and their ability to digest effectively, Xarithe finds his eyes glued to her anus, watching it quiver and flex, pushing out oh so slowly. But what reveals itself to him is not at all what he had expected. The crown of a skull, gleaming white in the mottled light from the canopy above, pressing her delicate pucker outwards, stretching it wide in order to gain exit. The Oread gasping out as it pushes clear of the muscled ring ,to clatter down onto the forest floor below. "Oh Ambrosia.....you weren't kidding!...This....why this is amazing.." he states squatting down himself to get a better angle. More bones would soon follow, each one stretching and pressing out of her rear in turn. Her body has certainly seemed to lubricate them as she mentioned, as each and every one is coated in a creamy slick substance, that fills the air with the unmistakable scent of sex.  "All that remains is lubricated bones?.....Truly fascinating, and very impressive.....the more I learn about you and your digestive system, the more I......" his words stop there as he looks up to her face and simply blushes deeply. Whatever he had meant to say it seems he had stopped himself, overcome with emotion as he pauses to savor this experience. <br/><br/>Not another word would be uttered from his lips, as he simply watches each and every bone slip from her body. It wouldn't be until her reddened anus slowly seals completely that he returns to his feet. Watching as it drips of those very same juices, his tongue runs quickly across his lips, a light rumble from his tummy making itself known. For not only had it been teased by the corrupt druid, but it seemed that the scent, the image, or a mixture of Ambrosia's display had certainly made him wonder on just how it would taste, how she would taste. With a quick shake of his head he returns to his senses, walking over to outstretch his hand and help her to her feet. "Feel better now?" he asks with a warm and caring smile. He blessed, as he certainly felt honored to be able to sit in on such a private moment. As he looks to her eyes the sparkle in his gaze would speak volumes of just how meaningful this experience had been to him. Though he keeps quite on the subject, instead motioning back towards the path "Should we head back now? I am sure the others are waiting..." he says, knowing that they should return, though a longing in his voice would hint that he would rather prefer to stay.</div></div></div>