The scent of her body was highly arousing - the thick scent, even the TASTE of her own arousal causing his body to respond just the slightest bit, heating up as more of that wonderful scent encompasses his senses. He could taste the pleasure on his tongue, mingling thickly with the utterly incredible taste of her nutrion-rich fur and flesh as it slid across the muscular, pink organ. Whilst most of the time, that long, thick, pink muscle's job consisted almost entirely of ensuring prey could not struggle to the best of their abilities, Sura was getting a far more sensual feel of it - it was so strong and smooth, and so incredibly dexterous. It curled along the edges of her body, coursing beneath her fur to sample the delicious flesh beneath, with control that seemed almost impossible to master - yet Kahmori's tongue proved to be quite an effective tool. One could only imagine how effective it would be on other parts of their body...<br/><br/>Kahmori's tails slide downwards along her body, wrapping around her thighs now, and holding them tightly together - making her body more streamlined so it could all the more easily be fit down his hungry, eagerly rippling throat. Just below her, the excited little gurgles of a belly that has been empty for a few days reaches her ears, just audible over the excited, rapid thumping of his heart as he turns her body into a nice little meal.<br/><br/>With her arms pinned against her side by the kitsune's slick, wet cheeks, she could do nothing more, now, than kick her legs and call for help, even if she wanted to. Yet, the sounds never come - instead, Kahmori could hear her moaning inside of him, feel the faint vibrations of her body as she lightly squirmed inside of the tight, rippling confines of his throat.<br/><br/>Again he swallows, his saliva-slickened throat squeezing her body, rippling over it and tugging her further inwards. Now, she can feel her slender little belly slowly sliding across the sharp little teeth of his lower jaw...across his tongue...and finally, pressing into the back of his mouth, also subject to the tight, warm embrace of his rippling esophagus. With little more than her hips and legs remaining outside of his jaws, Kahmori pauses briefly. The taste of her body made him so desperatly want to keep going....yet, she was a princess. Yeimo's grand-daughter. If he did swallow her...gods, he be in the stocks, or worse, within an hour. This...was a lot more than tasting.<br/><br/>Gods, her body tasted so wonderful, though. So utterly delicious...so firm, and yet so soft at the same time. Even buried inside of him, the feeling of her heart beating, her little movements, sent chills of predatory delight dancing up his spine.<br/><br/>Maybe...just a little bit more...<br/><br/>Sura feels Kahmori's hands grip her butt tightly - actually spreading those tantelizing cheeks the slightest bit - as he throws his head backwards, ensuring she had a straight shot downwards into his hungry, gurgling, and eagerly awaiting belly. Now, with Sura's body pointed straight down into his throat, Kahmori begins to swallow again - this time, just a tiny bit more eagerly. The soothing, sensual sensation of his throat rippling across her body, tugging her slowly downwards with every little gulp, felt nothing short of amazing. Like a slick full body massage, every curve of Sura's body is treated to the rippling sensation, the feeling of being gripped and pulled downwards.<br/><br/>Kahmori's gaze is filled, momentarily, with the perfectly shaped little butt of his meal, just before his eyes. The panties that covered her did so very little to hide his view, and he spends just a few seconds admiring that lucious little tush, the firm-yet-soft rear that he held so much lust for, her full, fluffy tail...and the incredible scent of her arousal.<br/><br/>Yeimo's grand-daughter....don't do it Kahmori....<br/><br/>Tossing his head back, Kahmori swallows, Sura's plump little rear and hips dissappear between the cage-like teeth of Kahmori's jaws. His tongue shamelessly presses between her thighs, running across the just-slightly damp crotch of her panties. Despite her obvious status and rank, Kahmori's tongue probes against the soft material covering her pussy-lips, grinding across it for a few brief seconds....before curling more fully between her thighs, running across the furry, perky swell of the bottom of her butt. The taste, the flavor of her body...was mesmerizing.<br/><br/>At just that moment, Sura feels it - a tight little ring of muscle suddenly pressing against her face, stopping her downwards momentum, albeit briefly. The little ring of muscle resists for a few brief seconds, until an especially firm ripple of his throat presses her muzzle through it...then, begins to spread along her face and head, only to snap back shut against her throat. Immediently, the soft, fleshy interior of his belly begins to press against her face, rubbing her, eagerly seeking more and more of her body that would soon follow. There was only the faintest hint of an acidic smell, and other than that...nothing. No food...no heavy acidic stench...nothing. Apparantly, it had been a while since the kitsune had eaten.<br/><br/>A shiver of delight courses through Kahmori's body as he feel the sexy hips and rump of the sorceress slide into his throat, bulging it outwards with her sultry little body. Leaving nothing more than the tip of her tail and legs outside of his muzzle, Kahmori pauses....<br/><br/>...Just a little bit more.<br/><br/>Swallowing hard, Kahmori's throat ripples eagerly around Sura's hips, her thighs sliding between his wide-open jaws. His tongue instantly assaults them, eagerly coating them in his warm, sticky saliva even as it absorbs her flavor, mingling it with the thick saliva coating her body. His lips irising down around her thighs to her knees, he peers upwards at her bare footpaws....smirks faintly around her thighs...<br/><br/>And swallows again. Hard. Sura feels the warmth of Kahmori's muzzle course upwards over her calves, around her ankles....and then feels his tongue casually curling around her feet, pulling them sensually into his muzzle. That long, dexterous muscle curls along her feet, tickling and teasing, as the cool air of the outside world dissappears entirely - leaving nothing more than the warmth and wetness of Kahmori's throat and belly. Then...in a surprize action - Kahmori swallows one final time...<br/><br/>And Sura's feet slide into his throat...and down it. Moaning softly in pleasure, Kahmori eases his jaws shut, shivering in bliss as the heavy feeling of Sura's body sliding down his throat encompasses his senses. He could feel every little detail - the tight little sphincter of his stomach muscle gliding along her shoulders, across her waist....and then along her thighs as, bit by bit, the rippling contractions of his throat empty her into his warm, moist belly. Within a matter of seconds, Sura is forced into a half-ball inside of Kahmori's body...though, surprizingly enough, it was not entirely uncomfortable.<br/><br/>The interior of his body felt like velvet, and whilst his belly continually rippled across her, squeezing gently...it lacked any of the crushing digestive force that it could have had. Not to mention, only the faintest hint of acids trickle across her body - enough to sort of tingle her fur, but not enough to cause physical damage...yet, anyway.<br/><br/>"Mmm...Ohh...Sura..." Kahmori whispers, moaning softly and rubbing his slightly pugdy middle. Both hands rub across his slightly rounded belly, a shiver of delight coursing up his spine as he feels her body within "...You tasted so...incredibly...delicious!" His voice was just barely audible over the rapid beating of his heart, and the soft gurgling of his hungry belly...but he sounded so utterly content. He'd actually done it - swallowed her!