((Blaggardous nature on thine path shalt be verily and rightfully keelhauled under the hammer of mine wrath....XD Oh...my...god....XD<br/>Pirates and knights mix like milk and mud, but it's the most amusing thing I've ever seen...xD ))<br/><br/>The little back-and-forth teasing, Felicity could keep up all night quite honestly. In fact, she loved it - there was always something thrilling and fun about teasing and toying with another, especially when they so readily teased and toyed right back. The mental image Aiyaka's words provoked were also rather welcome, and it was certainly not a bad thought to imagine the smaller kitsune draped out across her bare body, those tails dangling across her legs while Aiyaka so eagerly tended to her upper body, working her fingers and lips across her breasts and belly. In fact, it sounded pretty inviting. It would not have hurt her feelings to just settle back, relax, and enjoy the sensation of the kitsune's lips roaming across every single bare inch of her body, keeping her nice and 'warm'.<br/><br/>Especially since it had been the measure of a couple of months since she'd last enjoyed 'pleasurable company', either male or female.  It didn't particularly matter how attractive she was, being well over two or three feet taller than most of her prospective partners seemed to intimidate them a little too much, especially since she'd gotten the reputation of eating her lovers. Something that was untrue<span style="font-style: italic">most</span>of the time. Even moreso if they did a good job.<br/><br/>Though the prospect of having the kitsune's attention lavished upon her with her lips (or tongue) was enticing, it was the attention NOW that was distracting, and more and more she found herself fidgeting under Aiyaka's attention to her tummy, especially the little presses and swirls around her sensitive belly-button. Ugh, how much she LOVED that, just soft strokes, gentle kisses and teases...honestly, the orc-girl was suddenly looking quite appetizing, not to feed any extreme hunger she possessed...but because it would be nothing short of euphoric to have a nice, full stomach, and enjoy the gentle kisses and strokes and attentions that Aiyaka seemed all too eager to lavish upon her. She'd never had a nice tummy-rub when she was good and full...but given how much she tended to enjoy them when it was empty, she could only imagine it would be nothing shy of wonderous.<br/><br/>When Aiyaka's head dips down for the oncoming kiss to her stomach, Felicity almost stops her. There was only so much attention she could take before she started giving into the side that craved and loved the more soft, sensual attention, someone treating her with the delicacy that her larger frame might cause others to shy away from. Well, her larger frame and boisterous attitude. Yet, the kitsune's lips coming so close to her belly, the warmth of her breath tickling her skin...Mmm, maybe just ONE kiss would be okay...<br/><br/>"Ooohh..." Felicity exhales a soft sigh of delight, her tail swaying gently back and forth behind her as those soft, warm lips so delicately press against her tummy, just above her belly button. Then again, and again, each one making her squirm lightly, a deeper and deeper hint of color rising to her cheeks. Those lips felt so soft against her, so sensual and sweet, with no lust or need...just simple gentleness, simple softness and loving warmth. It felt...amazing. "Mmmfff...if that's what I'd have to look forwards to usin' you as a blanket, love...mmm, I think I'll be havin' ta utilize ya when it comes time for bed, yah?" It was difficult to keep up pretenses of her rougher exterior with so much gentle, sweet attention...and she loved it. More than she'd ever actually say.<br/><br/>When the kitsune's lips finally pull away, Felicity's face is left flushed, her breathing rate just slightly elevated, and Vormitraax's words are an almost welcome distraction. Honestly, they were a little bit confusing. Clearly, he was saying all the blaggards that'd be trying to do her harm would be...er...smitten, or something. Yet, he didn't seem to quite understand the intricacies of pirate lin-- you know what? It didn't matter. It was the thought that counted, and Felicity found herself grinning at the oath he'd so boomingly sworn in front of everyone "Hmm-hmm...well, then, love...I look forwards t'seein' you uphold y'vows, yah?" Leaning in a little closer, she whispers a little promise into his ear just before he gets back to his feet...<br/><br/>((Felicity whispers to Vormitraax...))<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;">"An' if this little orcish tart ends up trying anythin' funny...I'll feed her to you myself. S'long as I get to watch your stomach...ahh, what was it..uphold me honor? Hmm-hmm.."</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>With one last little glance at Vormitraax, Felicity returns her attention to the orc and begins to slowly undo the knotwork, taking her time to undo the orc's legs first - and casting more than a few glances in Aiyaka's direction. It was pretty clear the neko's face was more than a little flushed at all the gentle attention to her tummy, at how soft and slow and gentle it had been tended to, but she says nothing about it, seemingly quite content to focus on just untying the orcish girl.<br/><br/>In the span of about a minute, the girl's legs are undone, and Felicity begins to work on her wrists, which goes much quicker "...Don't make me regret votin' t'let y'go love, y'hear me?" One final yank, and she was free, Felicity making a show of winding the rope back up and tucking it away in her sidesatchel, more for Aiyaka benefit than anyone else's. After all, she had all intentions of 'revisiting' the thought of binding up the kitsune one day...<br/><br/>Her sensative ears finally, FINALLY pick up something that she longed to hear - the bull's call of distress and pain as he was made a meal of. Oooohhh, PERFECT. The little 'tender kitty' once more making way for the booming, boisterous pirate, Felicity calls loudly into the hallway, hoping beyond hope the damn cow could hear her over the sounds of his own digestion "AHAHA!! Layma, love, y'doin' poetic justice there. Can't believe y'got his horns down. Do me a favor an' digest him nice an' slow, yah? Teach him a good lesson. Ahahaha! His place on the food chain!"