For a brief moment, Vesele closes her eyes, simply reveling in the pleasant sensation of the kitsune's lips lightly trailing along the base of her neck just above her collarbone. It made her heart flutter excitedly in her chest, the feeling of warmth that emanated from those soft lips, the sensation of her breath washing across her bare skin...and, of course, the compliment. Oh, how much she loved them, and how very little she was used to getting them in EARNEST. It was easy enough to coax an enraptured slave into lavishing the compliments upon her, but to have them so readily offered with no coaxing, nothing but the genine feelings of her kitsune lover, was thrilling...and it satisfied the more vain part of her personality to absolutely no end.<br/><br/>Her heart thundered in her chest, not only from the proximity to her newest lover, but because of exactly what she'd offered. To become a meal. It was always something in the back of her mind, something she'd teased herself - and others - with many a time. Yet, she'd never quite taken that fateful plunge fully into another creature's stomach, a stomach that would be all too happy to digest her, to make her a permanent addition to some other's body. Oh, it would not have been the first time she'd felt the softness of a throat squeezing around her body, nor the first time she'd felt a tongue eagerly lapping at her soft, delicate flesh,  eager to absorb every last hint of flavor her body had to offer. It would have, however, been the first time she'd completely submitted herself to the will of another, and that thought, putting herself entirely at the kitsune's mercy to either release or digest completely...was thrilling in the strangest of ways.<br/><br/>Trembling slightly in anxiousness for the kitusne's answer, and from her own nervousness at the proposal, Vesele nonetheless never stops her teasing for a moment, placing a hand gently against the kitsune's rumbling tummy. She really was hungry, and likely for good reason - regenerating such a large portion of herself was likely no easy feat, and Vesele had a feeling her tummy had not played very softly with the lovely, delicious kitsune girl "Aww, so hungry..." She whispers with a soft, coquettish little smile, swirling her fingers in large, slow circles across the kitsune's empty, hungrily grumbling tummy.<br/><br/>Aiyaka's mention that 'anything that went inside would only be coming back out her rump' actually draws a little gasp from Vesele's lips, and she soon finds herself biting them as the thought of such a thing plays out in her mind. So vividly she can picture it - her own body disappearing between the kitsune's lips, sliding down her throat, filling her hungry tummy. As the hours went by, that tummy would gurgle and churn around her, softening her body, working to dissolve her soft, succulent flesh...and it would succeed at doing just that. Little by little, the meaty soup she made inside of that kitsune belly would begin to trickle into her intestines, which would be all too eager to accept her, drawing every last hint of nutrients out of her body as she made her way through the kitsune's digestive track.<br/><br/>Then...at the end....<br/><br/>She shivered, picturing it in her mind. Those soft, fluffy tails lifting...the satisfied moan she'd expell as she felt the last remains of Vesele's body pressing against her rump from the inside....<br/><br/>"Mmph..." Panting softly, Vesele presses herself even more firmly against Aiyaka's front, the vivid show in her mind making her body suddenly feel warm, excited "...Who said you had to hold back...this poor, hungry tummy..." Again, he pats the kitsune's stomach softly, slipping her hand beneath the girl's kimono to stroke the soft flesh beneath "....could do anything it wanted to me. And, my dear..." Once more pulling the foxgirl into a tight embrace, Vesele leans in, gently nibbling one of her soft, furry ears, the warmth of her breath tickling the sensative appendage "....you speak of coming out this lucious rump of yours like it's a bad thing. One could only be so lucky..."<br/><br/>The eventual denial does somewhat lessen the anxiety she felt, and with a playful little pat to the fox's rump, she releases the embrace, fanning her face in an effort to slow her excited breath. She'd honestly not expected it. Not expected the foxgirl to reject her offer in preference of keeping her around...but again, it made her chest flutter faintly, a new surge of warmth working it way through her body "Mmm...I don't know...by then, I might be hungry again, and if you're going to be well-fed...well..." Seeming to calm down a little bit, that confident, seductive little smirk once more finds it's way back to her face, her eyes idly gazing over the centaur "...Me, join you? Mmph...I...i could..." She whispers, biting her fingernail as she gazed at the centaur's swinging, shifing stomach "....I'd...be so tempted to 'try' one of those girls, and I...mmph...would feel bad if I stole such a delicacy from my host...though, I could restrain myself..."