Xarithe merely chuckles to Eiyre's response "You did not gain any noticeable weight , far from it actually. A subtle change in your complexion is all my dear. Small things like that are all most take away from such meals, at least that has been the case in my own observations. An added sheen to the hair, to an extra shine of the scale,things which are often overlooked.  Your body made good use of your meal, is all I wish to inform you." he states,nodding reassuringly to her. Ambrosia speaks on the subject as well, and Xarithe cannot help but marvel at the manner in which she nearly reads his thoughts, beating him to the very things which he himself had planned to say......he truly was quite captivated by her, and the more time he spent with her, the stronger this sensation seemed to become. "<span style="font-style: italic">Recreational</span>activities as Ambrosia has eluded too, as well as our upcoming battle, are sure to keep you from ever having to worry about such things."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> sexy stuff </span><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;">"Of course." would be his response to Ambrosia's words, as he intended to do the very same, to save it for the warm embrace of Eiyre's stomach. Ambrosia's hands given free reign to roam his body, as Xarithe seemed completely relaxed and comfortable around her. Not tensing or offering any sing of resistance when she swivels him around only to pin him in place. He nodding toward Eiyre at the declaration that dinner was served, "Whenever your ready of course." he states,  keeping quite otherwise not wishing to rush her or throw her off by any means. He remains relaxed, his gaze alone was enough to inform her that she could do what she wished, however she wished, to him in this moment.  Xarithe would of course fidget ever so slightly in place as Ambrosia's hand reaches around to grasp and toy with his length. His body squirming back against her own, feeling the twin peeks of her rain soaked breasts digging into his back, soft shuddering breathes of enjoyment leaving his lungs as he enjoys the presence of her touch. Her attentions working wonders to increase his arousal, quickening the beat of his heart, as his length swells quickly in the grasp of her hand.</div></div></div>