Continuing to gently stroke and pat down the globe of flesh in front of her, Cyria takes comfort in the increasingly pleased-sounding noises coming from Naji as her efforts are obviously being appreciated.  Sliding her hands down to the edges of her waistband, Cyria gives Naji an especially deep kiss to provide a bit of distraction while she starts to ease the drow’s pants further down her legs.  Stopping before she completely removes them, Cyria shifts her hands back up to her belly, giving it a double-armed hug as she rests atop the shifting forms within.  At the same time, she slides a foreleg up between Naji’s legs and snagging her pants, pulling them down the rest of the way.<br/><br/>Slowly pushing her legs apart, Cyria snakes another series of kisses down Naji’s front, but this time with the impediment gone, she continues until she reaches her goal.  Planting one last kiss on the drow’s nethers, Cyria fully presses up against her groin and starts to lap away, her tongue going to work methodically.  Given the state that Naji was already in, it probably wouldn’t take too much to set her off.<br/><br/>Johan’s sudden decision to extricate himself from his confinement earns a note of mock displeasure from Cyria as her moment with Naji was interrupted.  Looking up as he starts to push himself out of her stomach and throat, she just shakes her head at him.  “Hmph.  So inconsiderate, leaving your friend all alone down there.  Don’t you think she’d enjoy your company?  And besides, we’d finally get to see just how much you’d add to Naji’s bust.”