<blockquote class="uncited"><div> "Oh my," she wrung her hands with a playful grin as she glanced in Kahimori's direction. "I don't know what you mean to insinuate, Kahimori. I intend to be entirely ~professional~ with Alexei." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Xali's little statement manages to draw a faint smirk from the kitsune's muzzle, his eyes momentarily shifting to the relaxing leopardess "Oh, I bet you will." He jokes, offering the speckled feline a little wink, followed by a little food-nudge aimed at Alexei under the table. He had to admit, he was a little envious of the wolf. His own methods of flirtation seemed to have failed - he'd been about as open as possible, stopping just short of 'do you want to hop in bed with me?'. Yet, it was the wolf's stoic, cool attitude that seems to have won out in getting the leopardess alone for a night of 'study' - he could pretty easily assume what THAT term meant.<br/><br/>For a few brief seconds, he allows his gaze to linger on Xali. One part of him was curious as to what her body tasted like - just how much his tongue could make her squirm and scream. Yet, another part was for more curious for a deeper taste...being entirely in control of her body. Feeling her sliding down his throat, that flicking, speckled tail slowly dissappearing between his jaws...just enjoying THAT moment. Today's romp with Sura had opened his curiosities, and he had to admit - the leopardess looked like a delicious prospect to make that temporary, but all too enjoyable, trip. Recreational eating....he'd definantly have to experiment with that a bit more often.<br/><br/>Finally drawing his gaze from the sultry feline, he allows his eyes to light upon Alexei, an enormous, toothy grin spreading across his muzzle "I do hope you...ahh...don't 'study' too hard. Long walk tomorrow, I bet. Few days, and we'll reach the crypt, and then....zombie stomping!" He jabs his hand up in the air enthusiastically, as if the prospect of fighting undead was little more than a game - a fun little way to pass the time, rather than a dangerous and deadly mission.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "You know, Kahimori, you're really quite fortunate to rely, as you do, on your strength and skill. It all comes naturally, does it not? </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Once more, the leopardess draws Kahmori's attention, his ears flattening briefly against the top of his head - he couldn't help but think that was a hidden stab at those without magical abilities, somehow "Naturally? In a sense. I've always been good at fighting. It takes a quick mind to find opening in an opponent's defenses and expoit them - it's not all based on brute strength. It requires patience and experience - otherwise, you'll end up as ribbons. Also do good to remember, no matter how good you get, there is likely someone better. Still, those without the patience, ability, reflexes, or strength to fight in a more natural way can resort to other methods - magic and manipulation." Tapping a finger lightly against his chin, he eyes Alexei, looking him over closely "...Then there are those who have a decent aptitude for both. A rare few."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> Reaching into his bag, he produced a large leather-bound book that, despite the care Alexei had taken, showed its age. Closing his eyes, he placed his fingers on the edge of the pages and mumbled to himself. “Now what page was it on…?” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Like a fly to a lantern, Kahmori's gaze shifts from the wolf's face, to the leather-bound book that he eases from his pack. A journal?! Hey, he wasn't the only one keeping one, it looked like. Yet, when he begins to scan the pages, looking for some sort of information that, perhaps, he'd forgotten....<br/><br/>Curiosity was a terrible thing, especially when placed in the mischevious kitsune's mind. This book...who knows what information it contained. The stoic wolf had rarely spoken during their entire trip, damn near took a guy's head off with one bite, and...well, managed to stay standing with a half-dozen arrows in him. There was a little more than met the eye here, of that he could be certain. That journal, or book, whatever it might be...heck, it could contain the secrets of his magical power! Or recipes for powerful potions! Or...well, it could hold just a bunch of perverted thoughts. Whatever the case might be...Kahmori HAD to see. Mentally stowing the urge to to see what was in it, he promises himself - he'd get to see it, soon. After all, surely Alexei wouldn't mind a little peek...right..? Especially if he didn't know about it...<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> A few moments into the conversation Kahmori could feel her hand shift and travel upwards along his trousers. A second later her hand squirmed down the backside of his waist band and into his pants. With a bit of shifting and wiggling her hand once again began to stroke and massage lightly against his sheath, unhindered this time by fabric. </div></blockquote><br/><br/>One of his own hands hidden beneath the table, Kahmori allows his to wander just the slightest bit, too. A single, long stroke along the human priestess' thigh, followed by a soft, teasing squeeze. To avoid suspicions, he - after one final little squeeze - pulls both his arms up onto the table, resting his elbows on the cured wood and steepleing his fingers together. It was such a fun little game - and gods, her hands felt so soft...and oh-so-good against the front of his pants.<br/><br/>Trying to get his mind back into the conversation, Kahmori listens intently to the forming plans. Admittedly, strategy was not his strong point. Making up plans on the fly and relying on quick thought, he excelled at - yet, actually sitting down and forming a plan was not one of his greatest strengths. He simply lacked the patience - and, knew that at any moment, the prospective method of doing something could change at the drop of a pin.<br/><br/>Opening his mouth to speak, Kahmori shifts on his chair, ready to give his own input.<br/><br/>Yet, just as quickly, his jaws ease back shut...just as he feels Vendra's hand slipping beneath the hem of his pants, and squirming down against his sheath, that soft little hand no longer protected by the thin layer of cloth that served to protect his modesty. Trying to play it cool (or as cool as possible), Kahmori cannot help but shiver the slightest bit as her soft skin begins to run it's way across his sheath, his body instantly reacting to the touch of the sexy, flirty little human seated beside him. At just the first touch, Vendra can feel the kitsune's sheath starting to warm and thicken - and he makes not even the slightest movement to stop her. The little 'playful challenge' had just taken on a whole new set of rules - and damn, did they feel good.<br/><br/>"Mm." Kahmori whimpers the slightest bit, immediently covering it up with a soft clearing of his throat. Of course, even that doesn't hide the fact he is biting his lower lip - and hard.<br/><br/>Another little tremble courses through the easily exciteable kitsune's body, his tails unraveling behind him, and slowly starting to flicker back and forth, in time with the up-and-down movements of Vendra's slender little hand. Within a matter of seconds, she can feel the heated tip of that shaft she'd seen just earlier that day starting to press upwards out of his sheath...<br/><br/>And it was at just that moment that Chelsie arrived, bringing with her a platter full of foods and deserts. The appearance of the sweet-hearted bovine, and Vendra's subsequent withdrawl of her hands from his breeches, allows Kahmori to exhale - had he been holding his breath? Sheesh - that was a little game that Vendra seemed...well...rather ready to win. She was well on her way, as well. Shifting back and forth in his seat, Kahmori gazes downwards at the smaller human seated beside him, a faint smile on his muzzle - it WAS nice to see she was becoming more comfortable around him, at least.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "We’ll finish that later”</div></blockquote><br/><br/>That little promise brought an even larger smile to his muzzle, and leaning towards her, he wraps an arm around her shoulder, momtarily hugging her smaller body up against his own. His voice, little more than a whisper, coos into her ear just as Chelsie begins to place down the little platters of food in front of her "...I look forwards to it."<br/><br/>Openly giving the priestess' neck a little nibble-lick, he finally withdraws and leans back in his chair - after scooting a bit more under the table, hiding what Vendra's soft hands had done to him in just a few moment's time.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “I know you didn’t order anything, but I went ahead and grabbed you a slice of chocolate cake” Chelsie said as she placed a plate in front of Kahmori. </div></blockquote><br/><br/>A brief look of surprize crosses the kitsune's face, followed by a small, but genuine smile "Chocolate cake? Oh, wow, how long has it been since i've had this stuff..." Turning an even brighter smile up to the friendly bovine waitress, he offers her a small nod of his head "Thank you very much! It looks delicious." When she turns to leave, Kahmori cannot help but follow her with his eyes - she was a cutie, and a sweetheart. A potent mixture - no doubt, she was invaluable to this establishment. The way she SEEMED happy doing her job brought an even wider smile to his lips - this was what he was fighting to protect....<br/><br/>Veryn's arrivate with three bottles and five glasses also brings a little smirk to Kahmori's lips - alcohol. Eh...maybe just a tiny bit wouldn't hurt, despite what had happened LAST time...<br/><br/>Reaching up, he slaps the friendly bartender on the back, offering him a small nod of gratitude "Thanks...Veryn, was it? Smells wonderful - bet it'll taste even better."<br/><br/>Reaching forwards to grab his first wine-glass full, Kahmori takes a little sip...and sighs in pleasure. Oohhh, that stuff was good. The little bite of alcohol was heavily covered by the slightly fruity taste of elven port. Their delicate tongues always had seemed to enjoy potent drinks that didn't burn your tongue off on the way down - and this was a perfect example.<br/><br/>Settling his glass down, he retrives his silverware, carves off a small peice of the chocolate cake that had been set before him, and eases that single little peice into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. By the gods, it tasted delicious "Mmmm...that is good..." he says approvingly, licking his lips even as he carves off another, far larger (Almost half the slice, this time) peice. Giving Vendra a gentle nudge with his tail, he nods to her food "How is it? Ooo, hey...you've GOTTA try this." Shoveling the enormous half-slice into his mouth, Kahmori begins to chew in delight - even as he carves off another far smaller peice for Vendra. Plucking it up with his fork, he it up to her mouth, hovering it just inches in front of her lips - even though she'd hardly started on her chicken, a little cake wouldn't hurt, right?