[ Yaay writer's block.  I need this weekend rather badly... ]<br/><br/>Pulling back just enough to let Johan breathe a bit easier, Cyria slips her legs back through the hammock, letting it support her weight.  Her body was still heaving from the exertion, but the pleasure coursing through her was worth it all.  Listening to his questions, she giggles a bit as she laps up a few stray drops of blood from Johan's neck as she leans into his hug.<br/><br/>"Now, what would give you, ah, that idea?  You're right though...my throat and upper body can only stretch so much.  If the lizard girl earlier had been even a bit bigger, you might have gotten even more of a show."  Reaching up, she started to let down the webbing hammock slowly, all the while enjoying the feel of Johan's warm body against hers.  "As for my venom, it will do both, but it takes quite a bit of it.  I would need just about all that I could produce in a day for someone about your size, as a random example."