((I am just going to say...the amount of people with 'A' names in this group is insane. XD Asara, Alura, Anastasia, Anya, Alyx, and my own baddies Aniel and Actil...goodness, it's hard not getting them all mixed up. x3))<br/><br/>**Back Outside**<br/><br/>Stretched out on her back in the grass, Yumina idly watched the going-ons between Asara and Aniel, the slightest hints of a smirk playing on her face. Well, the Iron Boars sure were a sexual bunch - something she'd not really heard about in the various little descriptions she'd been given over time. Once more, her thoughs drift back to Alura, how she'd so eagerly nestled herself between her thighs, licking at her, allowing her fingers to explore. Then, there was that tasty-looking human. Just slipping him out of that armor, and he'd be quite delicious...of course, there was that romp in the woods, too...<br/><br/>No! Nonono! Not a time to be getting distracted! After all, with the majority of the group that had beaten them inside, it only left...what, one naga and a little human girl to look after them? Even without her weapons, Yumina was more than convinced she could take on Asara by herself, and with Shodon looking better...well, the human girl could be disarmed in a matter of moments, and she'd seen the big wolf-man's appetite in action - once he got his arms around her, she'd stand absolutely no chance. Casting a sideways glance at Shodon from her position on the ground, she is quite pleased to see he seems to be sharing the same thoughts, glancing idly between the naga and the piled-up weapons nearby. It only takes a few seconds for his eyes to meet her own, and - with a quick glance to make sure neither the human nor the naga were looking - he casually lifts a thumb to his neck and draws it across, clearly asking 'Kill them?"<br/><br/>Sighing softly, Yumina again cast a glance towards the naga and the human girl stowing away their weapons. As much as she wanted to use the opportunity to escape, and as much as getting a little vengeance would somewhat soothe her battered pride, she'd given up fair and square. Even more, they'd actually done the honorable thing and accepted the surrender, had not even bothered to bind her up. Her pride was stinging - it was not the first fight she'd ever lost, but it was the first one she'd ever lost that MATTERED - but it was not as stinging as much as it could have. They'd not killed her, they'd not eaten her, had even HEALED her wound, and that meant she got to live to see another day.<br/><br/>Gritting her teeth in frustration, Yumina once more met Shodon's gaze, simply giving a curt shake of her head. Though he looked surprised, Shodon seemed to accept the decision with a little nod, once more leaning back against the side of the building to catch his breath.<br/><br/>Her fairy dinner was gone, she'd been beaten, but at least there was still a bright side. After all, the memory of Alura's tongue was still fresh in her mind, and it looked like Asara and Aniel were going to provide a little post-battle entertainment.....<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>A part of Aniel really wanted to agree with Asara's theological outlook on life and how predation still fit into the natural order of the world. Really, it was true - there was something positively THRILLING about feeling another living being sliding down her own throat, feeling them wiggle and squirm inside the tight recesses of her belly, and eventually, grow still. Though she'd only really experienced it a bare few times in her life, every time was near-magical, so pleasurable, so exciting, and by the gods did it make her feel GOOD, even long after her prey was just a thick mush sloshing around inside of her rounded belly. That was the part she, in theory, agreed with. The part that was a little harder to swallow was that<span style="font-style: italic">she</span>belonged on that food chain somewhere too, and she suspected her place was just one rung beneath the naga who's coils she found herself in, at least at the moment.<br/><br/>Her thoughts shift rather quickly from Asara's beliefs, though, the moment she feels the slightest hints of pain coming from below, inside of her body "Mmmff..." She half-grunts, half-moans against Asara's lips,  her body tensing more and more as the naga's slender tail tip presses deeper and deeper into her body, only to stop when she realizes...at least for that moment, the dragoness' virginity remained pure "I-i-i am..." She whispers, her body once more tensing against Asara's own, one arm wrapping around her waist and clutching her tightly. Oh by the gods, was the naga going to do it?! Was she going to do it here on the field of battle, be her first? Another female? Admittedly, the thought was a little exciting - it was so primal, so base with desire and lust....<br/><br/>"Please be gen-naah!" Aniel hardly gets the words out before, with a little push, Asara's tail begins to press past her hymen, making her entire body stiffen in the naga's coils "MMm...ahhgg....Mmmmm..." Panting heavily against Asara's front, Aniel shivers as the naga's tail intrudes into her body, her own little claws digging into Asara's back "Ah!" Just like that, it is over, leaving Aniel with her tail perked up against the naga's coils, her body trembling against the more humanoid portions of her belly just between her breasts "You..did it..." she whispers, half in shock, and half in...admiration, perhaps? Submissive desire? It was difficult to tell, but though her hand is still shaking, she slips her fingertips ever deeper into Asara's own body, slowly working them back and forth in the hot, slippery depths of her sex.<br/><br/>Exactly as Asara had expected, the dragon sorceress' body is immensely tight around the tip of her tail, the heat of her body so near-mesmerizing, and as that tail delves further and further into the dragon girl's body, she can feel her hips beginning to ever so lightly gyrate, as much as the coils wrapped so tightly around her will allow "Mmm...Mmmmm....yesss...." Aniel whispers softly, leaning herself full against Asara's front, the heated embrace of her tight little body squeezing down tightly around Asara's tail tip, the velvet-soft interior of her nethers clutching at the intruding tail almost needily.