No sooner had Aviana finished describing the heated scene that could have been, to the drider and drow, would the dragon girl feel the impact of their responses. Phyrra's lips pressed against hers would quiver and moan longingly, likely playing out all Aviana had said within her minds eye, as her pelvis begins to grind all the more eagerly against Aviana's thigh. The Drider on the other hand, merely responds with a single, powerful swallow, taking the dragoness and drows arms deeper into the embrace of her throat. Aviana moans loudly to this, bucking her hips as she feels the vice-like embrace of the spider girl's throat en-wrapped around not only her hands, but the entire length of her arm now as well. She splays her fingers, pressing and kneading gently against the pulsating walls of that fleshy corridor, even as the spider girl's lips spread and slide around the crown of her head.<br/><br/>With her face pressed against Phyrra' she can only feel the soft caress of the drider's lips on the back of her head, the saliva soaked interior of the girl's maw, matting down her beautiful hair, as it creeps lower and lower, slipping down around Aviana's neck, entirely encapsulating her and the sniper's head within the sweltering confines of the spider girl's. Aviana's eyes flicker open, peering out into the darkness around them, at the dripping saliva coated walls of the drider's mouth, the softness of her cheeks, pressed against either side of their heads, holding their own kiss together even if they had desired it to break. The sharp deadly fangs which they had harmlessly passed, framing her shoulders as more of her body awaits being drawn in. When her head presses against the rim of the spider girl's throat, her dangling uvula resting gently against her hair, Aviana wriggles all the more eagerly as she hears not only the heavy beating of the drider's heart thrumming itself like a drum into her ear, but also the cries of the warrior below, and the eager gurgles of a tummy at work. The sounds of digestion, sounded oh so very lewd in the ears of the dragoness in that moment. Not a terrifying omen of things to come, not a disgusting reminder of what a stomach was capable, no, the hungry rumbles, eager groans, and persistent gurgles, blorps and bloops all resound in the dragoness ears like a love song, the perfect music to stimulate both drow and dragoness in that moment.<br/><br/>"OOhhmmm you stomach sounds so hot..." Aviana murmurs into the kiss, her tongue stretching out, plunging itself deep into the depths of Phyrra's mouth, tasting her deeply while giving a sample of her own delicious flavor. Aviana presses it back so it's tip teases the very cusp of the drow woman's throat before pulling back to speak seductively once more. Her voice breathy, deep, and sultry as she whispers to her dark elven lover within the confines of the spider girl's mouth. "To think...that could be the sound of my very own body, stewing in your own tummy, as you sleep soundly." Immediately Aviana is moaning to the very thought, pressing back into the kiss, shifting and forming her lips along the drows, pouring just as much intensity she displayed on the battlefield into this moment of passion. As the two kiss, the drider's tongue would work over each of their faces, coating them in a tingling, pleasure inducing layer of saliva. Aviana pulling back slightly, suckling against it's tip as it slips between them, drawing it into her mouth to taste the drider, and yet allowing her to further taste herself in turn. The mere fact that her flavor was pleasing to the drider, brought pleasure and excitement seemed to pride the dragon girl greatly, for in this moment that is what she wanted after all, to satisfy both drider and drow, and if the taste of her body could be used to this effect, she would not squander any opportunity to soak their tastebuds in the unique and exotic flavors of her body. Aviana sighs happily as she feels Phyrra's tongue lashing out against her suckling lips wrapped tight around the drider's tongue, she easing it into her mouth as well, curling her tounge around drider, and drow's, as she welcomes them both to explore her mouth simultaneously.<br/><br/>When Phyrra's legs shift, taking a standing position upon the drider's tum, Aviana's non hooked leg would quickly following suit. Feeling their combined pressure pushing down on the struggling warrior bellow, she cannot help but smile mischievously into their kiss. Here they were locked in a passionate embrace, adding their weight to the forces working against the desperate struggles of the woman below. The stomach seems to burble all the more eagerly, as if thanking the pair for their efforts. Aviana working her foot against the stomach, pushing, and rubbing, and kneading against the digesting meal within. With her body held in the throat of the spider girl as it was, lifting her leg for but a moment would not cause her to fall, as such she is able to both work the drider's tummy, forcing the warrior within deeper into the pit of that acid filled chamber, while at the same time maintaining her hold behind the rump, and leg of the drow. Aviana finds herself rhythmically bucking into the motions of Phyrra's pelvis, focusing on the warmth, the wet glistening trail left behind on her thigh by the drow's every motion. Her tail tip rubs eagerly against Phyrra's rump, slipping around to dip between her legs, where at first it merely runs as a finger along the drow's nethers, yet instead of taking a second pass it dips around the side, slipping under her spider silk panties, tugging and pulling them to the side, enabling the drow's slick, puffy, petals to press directly into Aviana's flesh. The mere touch of her nethers causes Aviana's whole body to quake with desire, the smoldering heat of her cunny, pressed firm against her body, marinating her leg in the dark elf's love juices, causes her back to arch even further into the drow, her own arousal to rise higher and higher, as sticky sweet juices begin to escape along the edges of her lower armor, the protective material no longer able to hold in the dragon girl's lust and desire.