Stepping toward the naga, the druid swiftly wraps his arms around her torso. Knowing full and well that he stood little chance of actually pinning her. For Xarithe had many years of experience, and was well accustomed to wrestling with the serpentine body of a naga. It comes to no surprise when she pulls away, her soft human flesh being replaced by the smooth, cool embrace of scale. Corded muscle is felt to bunch and ripple around. Her thick and powerful tail wrapping him tight, burying him in the firm embrace of her body. His breathe catches in his lungs as her coils squeeze around him, easily possessing enough strength to leave him limp and broken. She nears the point of crushing, short and shallow breathes exit his lips....a split second of tension passes.....before they relax snug against his immobilized form. Allowing the druid to breathe easy once more.<br/><br/>With only his head protruding from the bunch of coils, he smiles meekly up at his captor.Recognizing her strength, and the helplessness of his position, the futility of resisting. Content with this result, for though his companions may have assumed him to simply wish to be devoured,and he would not have denied her where that her desire, Xarithe realized the chances of that happening where very slim.<br/><br/>What he received for his efforts was something that only he could enjoy. There where others among his group that seemed to appreciate the affections of a warm stomach, but as far as he could tell he was the only one who realized just how intimate a serpents embrace truly was. For the serpents embrace was something the druid cherished dearly. A full bodied hug that few creatures could ever hope to replicate.  as her body shifts around him, a delightful tingle would creep up his spine. His heart beating rapid, as his hormones begin to race. Powerful memories of his mistress return. For Janice was often a cruel mistress, few things did she enjoy more then making young Xarithe squirm. Often wrapping him in her coils, holding him bound, unable to defend himself, or thwart her advances. Thus she would play with him, toy tease and taunt him. Driving home the power she held over him. Often taking advantage of him,sexually or otherwise, or simply entertaining the notion of how easily she could make him a permanent addition to her illustrious body.<br/><br/>Able to feel the squirming motion of Ambrosia's form pressed tight against, and around his back, Xarithe smiles, and squirms back against her, rubbing his body against that of the fey. Despite this embrace not being as sensual as those of his mistress, it had been so very long since he had felt one....as such, at this moment in time, the sensation was absolutely perfect. He happy to have the fairy close by for such an occasion as well, as he was rather fond of her. From within the bunch of coil's the druid caresses the naga captain's scales ever so lightly. Tracing fingertips along the rim of individual scales as he speaks once more in that hissing naga tongue "Your scales are so smooth, body so powerful, quite impressive really....even more so then others of your kind I have known." he complements her. letting her know at least a little that he appreciated and was familiar with her kind. The fey's actions causing her some dismay however would cause Xarithe to chuckle "that one is rather enthusiastic you will find." he comments idly. for just as Sira was in her own little world, moving to snap at the legs of the other fallen fellow in an attempt to take them into her mouth. Xarithe was content to block everything else out, to focus entirely on the naga, the feeling of her body wrapped tightly around his own, and the memories that came with it.<br/><br/>Xarithe<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;">weakly squirming for flavor more then anything.....oddly enough I rolled a pair of snake eyes on this post, surely that's got to be worth something to a serpent shaman<br/> <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/148100">Grapple</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">7</span></div></div></div><br/><br/>Sira<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;">and another one XD<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/148099">Grapple</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+17</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">18</span></div></div></div>