Moaning, pleading, and squirming within the tight embrace of the panther's throat. Xarces cannot help but realize how intelligent this creature is. His feet wiggle lightly against the caress of her smooth paw pads, his head pressing deep into the slimy slick embrace of her throat as it continues to pulsate, throb, and vibrate all around him. Nyrwa's pleasure manifesting itself as a deeper and satisfied purr, which courses through every inch of his body that remains enveloped within that fleshy corridor.  Xarces taking note of her restraint, the powerful pull of he throat, the muscles he knew could easily take hold and swallow him down, would only ripple lightly against his flesh. Offering a gentle massage, without any forced forward motion. No it seemed that Nyrwa was set to take full advantage of this situation. To savor his delightful body, his intoxicating flavor. Eagerly lapping over every inch of his legs, his waist, his firm rump, and ultimately his length.<br/><br/>Xarces begins to squirm all the more desperately at first, finding the lick to his length, the lapping against his heavy orbs, too direct to be accidental, too pleasurable and skilled to be merely tasting. "GGnnnnnmmmm Nyrwa your soo bad!" he groans out protesting one more time. Though as she holds him here, Xarces unable to deny her. The pleasure she was forcing into his body was too much to deny. "It...it feels soo good...." he whimpers in a shame filled admitting moan. As the man begins to give in to the demands of the hungry predator. The arousal that had begun to grow in the presence of the naga, had been tormented and nurtured from the lust filled thoughts Euanthane caused to rush through his mind. Would only serve to play into the panther's favor. For it would not take much effort on her part to see his member fully extent and erect. The wet, sweltering heat of her body as she steadily consumes him, the textured sensation of her large and eager tongue as it laps over and over against his package. To the continual vibration which transitions from that very tongue, deep into the flesh of his loins. Xarces recognizing the hungered lust of the panther, recognizing what it is she aimed to do to him, and with a panting moan, Xarces begins to willingly oblige.  Grinding his hips forward against the rough papillae of her tongue,whilst his hands begin to caress and rub deep within the slick corridor of her esophagus. His face, pressing out against the stretched flesh of her neck, would begin to nuzzle and rub along those pulsating walls. Showing the panther his appreciation, as he transitions from hesitantly resistant, to fully enjoying the pleasures that her body was so eager to provided.<br/><br/>Seconds turn to minutes, licks turn to deep and lengthy laps. The panther savoring every inch of his impressive manhood, as he in turn begins to relish the vibrating attention of the hungry feline's tongue. Quicker and quicker his heart would race, his member throbbing along with every powerful beat. His hips begin to wiggle and writhe, buck and grind with a growing intensity the longer that Nyrwa lingers. "Ahhh Ahhh AAAhhhhhhmmmmmnnn!!!" Xarces cries out, his body wracked by pleasure, held snug in the fleshy embrace of her vibrating mouth and throat. The attention of her tongue, after what seems like an eternity of torturous pleasure, becomes too much for him. With several hard bucks of his hips, his length begins to quiver and spasm. Shooting forth his delicious load, flooding her taste buds with the sweet taste of his release, Offering her a treat, a reward, for all her hard work. "Nyrwa....mmnnn god.....thank you." Xarces gasps, crooning in an appreciative manner as his body remains tensed by pleasure.<br/><br/>As his body begins to slide forward once more....Xarces shows no sign of resistance, high off his release, he can do little but enjoy the sensation of the last drops of his copious seed, as it spills forth against that vibrating tongue. The fear of digestion, of betrayal that had run rampant in his mind, a figment of the past. For now all that Xarces wants is to be tucked away tightly within this magnificent animals innards. Fully accepting of his place on the food chain, aware of the strength this creature held over him, the intelligence it possessed, the immunity to his spells....as if all that wasn't enough, the creature had known how to pleasure him, had licked away the last shreds of his resistance...... (Such a creature was designed to devour those such as I....I am powerless to resist....) he knowingly accepts. Xarces moaning ever so softly as he continues to be pulled deeper within the hungry feline, ready to face whatever destiny may have in store for him deep within her awaiting belly. His only hope, should the cat wish to keep him, wish to digest him, slithers through his mind (Euanthane....) he sighs contently, envisioning the beautiful naga as he descends further into darkness.