As the druid awaits a response, his eyes would wander the human female's body. Realizing for the first time, that her armor had been removed. (When did she ever find the time to change.......) he finds himself wondering. Though ultimately would not dwell on the subject (she truly is quite the looker.....those eyes,that hair....and the curves of her body....) as his mind drifts to the recently proposed sleeping arrangements his eyes slip over the woman's inviting lips, trailing down the length of her neck to end on her tummy once more. (The cheetah she ate...why there is no sign of it.....just a flat, sexy stomach...) Xarithe realizes as he shudders with anticipation. When the woman's response finally comes in the shape of a slight smile Xarithe cannot help but smirk realizing her confusion with the hints he has dropped.<br/><br/>"Eiyre....I was right....that cheetah made a lovely addition to your stunning figure.....or is it that you where always this beautiful?" The druid admits, clearing up at least some of the confusion. Ambrosia would take the initiative to make known what Xarithe had meant all along, and at the acceptance of Eiyre, Xarithe smiles ever wider. "Excellent, then it's settled." He pauses looking to the two women "You are in for a treat my dear Eiyre, for to have one such as I within your tum, why words cannot describe the satisfaction I can elicit on your belly alone." Xarithe states quite confidently, and for good reason if the manner in which he handled Ambrosia's tummy was any indication.<br/><br/>With the plan seemingly settled, Ambrosia proceeds to strip, and by doing so she receives Xarithe's full attention. His eyes eagerly taking in the sight of her attractive body as it is revealed, mind running rampant with desire, as all manner of inappropriate fantasies dance within his mind. the only sign of such thoughts would be the glint of his tongue, darting across lips as his eyes reacquaint themselves with the sight of Ambrosia's nethers. Nearly lost in a dreamlike trance, the next thing he realizes is that she is standing before him, pressing a hand against his dripping wet chest. "Of course." he states with a nod. Wasting little time to remove the dark black shirt. Much had been hidden by that long sleeved article of clothing, for the moment he peels the sopping wet fabric from his bod. As if his toned muscled figure wasn't enough. Xarithe's body possessed several tattoos that had not previously been visible. A colorful and elaborate piece was worked into the flesh of his left pectoral, the image of a serpent coiled round the interior of a lotus. Upon his arms, was inscribed the form of a snake, winding round and round, from wrist clear up to his shoulder. Where the images peeked in the form of the serpent's heads. What's more, the eyes of these serpents where gemstone, the likes of which where rarely seen, vivid sparkling emeralds set into the very flesh of the man, setting so naturally within his skin, as if they had simply grown there.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> lustful behavior </span><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;">"Now the pants...." he whispers sweetly to her, leading her hands low along his powerful frame. He allows her to aid in their removal, but no sooner had they fallen in a wet pile at his feet, does his lust get the better of him. Hands lashing out like striking serpents, finding their way to Ambrosia's sides,pulling her close, eliminating any space between them. His forehead pressed to her own, Enabling her only the image of his hazel eyes locked on her own. Denying her the image of his impressive manhood, which she could feel pressed firm against her flesh. "The moment we are inside." he whispers while sliding those very skilled hands down the rain coated curves of her body. "I'm going to treat you...." Those familiar hands, slipping around to her front, gliding over her stomach, only to dip downward, teasing fingertips ever so lightly against the woman's delicate folds "to pleasures the likes..." Though as quickly as they had arrived....they swiftly ascend, caressing along the swell of each ample breast "of which you have only dreamed." Xarithe promises her, finishing with a soft, innocent, kiss on the cheek.  Before taking a step back to glance over at Eiyre, having offered Ambrosia merely a taste of what may come, though what he had in mind was anyone's guess, as even Xarithe was not entirely set on the course of action he wished to pursue. As he assumed the plan was for Eiyre to swallow them both as they where.</div></div></div>