((I totally should have made one of Felicity's attributes 'Good with rope'. XD ))<br/><br/>The sight was something of an enticing one - Aiyaka's lust filled eyes, her dominant position atop the harpy, the avian's own pleasured coos of delight as the little kitsune's fingers diligently worked against her most intimate of areas. It was not only the sight that was enticing, though...it was the scent, the 'flavor' of Aiyaka's burning arousal that so heavily hung in the area, mingling with the enticing scent of the Harpy's own body, the soft, sweet scent of her feathers, the floral bouquet that permeated the air around her form. More and more, Felicity found herself pushed up against the birdwoman's back, her hands clenching ever-more-tightly around her shoulders.<br/><br/>Nanami's observation once more played itself out through her mind. Coughing up feathers...the thought was an absolutely thrilling one. Though she'd not actually leaned in to lick the harpy just yet, her scent was more than enough to give Felicity her first 'taste' of the avian, and it allowed her vivid imagination to run absolutely wild with all that entailed. Her soft skin, so well-kept and smooth, sliding along her tongue...only to be replaced by equally as soft plumage, spreading an entirely new flavor throughout her mouth. More and more, the bird would simply become a weakly flapping bulge in her throat...and then, simply a  bulge in her midsection, occasionally 'fluttering' as she uselessly flapped her wings against the slow of steady digestion that would reduce her to a nice, filling meal...<br/><br/>Felicity's heart hammered inside of her chest, her eyes narrowing to mere slits as the thought played out in her mind over and over. She knew that Aiyaka, being so entwined in the harpy's wings, would lilkely be joining her if she actually tried to eat the bird. That, though...was not exactly a horrible thought, either. She'd longed to taste the beautiful, sensual kitsune from the moment she'd laid eyes on her so long ago....and she could have that. It would be a mouthful in the extreme, her stomach would feel so tightly packed and full....<br/><br/>...But, Aiyaka could be hers. Forever. The thought sent a little shiver down the pirate's spine, her eyes focusing upon the lusty gaze of her kitsune friend-and-nearly-lover. She longed for it. A part of her truly did. Yet, that desire to feel her squirming inside of her stomach was tempered by affection for the bright-eyed foxgirl (and a certain duo of legs she'd chowed down on hours before, effectively curbing her considerable appetite), and finally, Felicity tears herself away from her engrossing thoughts, once more turning her attention fully back to the harpy. As much as she wanted the harpy - and ooohhh, she wanted the bird badly - this was not to be her meal. Aiyaka had conquered her, knocked her from her perch in the tree...and as greedy as her tummy WANTED to be, there was only one belly this bird would be filling.<br/><br/>Aiyaka's.<br/><br/>Settling down fully onto her rump in the grass, Felicity wraps her arms completely around the Harpy's chest, idly undoing her shift and letting it flutter to the ground at her side, revealing Aida's breasts to the kitsune pressed against her front "Mmm....y'know, Lamya an' Nanami have gone t'see to y'friends, yah...? Nothin' to say we can't do it right here...right out in the open." Leaning in a little bit more closely, Felicity inhales the harpy's scent deeply, her eyes fluttering in delight, her lips instantly whetting at the delightful 'flavor' that assaulted her senses "Mmmff...an y'never know how long y'll last inside that lovely kitsune's tummy...until you try it, yah,,,? Imagine it...her stomach cradlin' you..." Licking her lips, she gazes right into Aiyaka's eyes, her own full of promise "...My head nestled between her thighs as her tummy gurgles gently, groanin' around you..."<br/><br/>The catgirl's firm grip about the harpy's shoulders and chest continues to tighten, and she begins to lean forwards ever so slightly, nestling Aida's head between her breasts, pressing the soft, fleshing mounds around either side of her head. Thus ever-so-lightly entrapped, Felicity continues to lean forwards more and more, easing the avian's head forwards, buried right between her breasts, towards Aiyaka's lips....<br/><br/>...All the kitsune had to do was open her mouth and claim her prize...<br/><br/>((<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/274780">Tightening her grip...</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">5</span>Finally doing an 'attack'. x3 ))