Hoisting his catch up further, Aethon jerks a bit as she begins to violently thrash in his grip.  While her kimono's slick material would ordinarily help her in a situation like this, all it seems to do in this situation is slide out from in between Aethon's hands and her, leaving him with a firm grip on her bare skin.  Although he does take a moment to admire the view, he's still rather sated from the party the lizardfolk had thrown, so prolonging his enjoyment is one of the last things on his mind.<br/><br/>[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/204247">Vore check</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+11</span><span style="font-weight: bold">24</span>-> Probably a success ]<br/><br/>"Sorry, but right now I don't have time to mix business and pleasure - well, too much, at any rate."  Lifting her up higher, his mouth briefly gapes wide before it closes around her head.  Shifting one hand lower down, he begins to bolt the unfortunate lady down, his lips sliding over her body in a series of gulps.  Leaning back as her waist briefly bulges out his neck, the streamlined lump her body makes in his upper torso slides down his chest as her legs rapidly descend from view.  Virtually disappearing without a trace into his lower body, only a slight sag and the occasional bump and twitch betray her presence.  Feeling his stomach begin to go to work processing this new meal, Aethon looks around and grins when he sees that their group is well on it's way to reducing their erstwhile ambushers into impromptu - but still welcome - meals.