<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;">I like the changes to the flaw. Having a numerical value associated will definantly make it a real 'flaw', rather than just an enjoyable roleplay quirk! I don't intend to get rid of it. <img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/> I still intend to roleplay it appropriately, too! After all - what good is a flaw like 'lusty' if you don't roleplay it?</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Ha. You don’t need to worry about me Kahmori. Worse case I simply could get down on all fours, moo and eat some grass. These humans could barely distinguish a minotaur from a cow” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Another loud, hearty laugh escapes the Kitsunes throat, and he gives the big minotaur a playful shove "I guess that is true, Drir. Heck, I mistake you for a cow sometimes. Just don't get your hopes up - I don't intend to milk you." The laugh dies down to a soft chuckle, and Kahmori's eyes follow Drir's gaze to Vendra, looking her over intently "Then again, if that actually worked...I'd likely start pretending I was a cow, too. Moo."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“I’m Vendra Diaus…It’s a pleasure to meet you both. I’m happy that fortune choose to smiled upon your soldiers and comrades this day”</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Vendra, hrm? Vendra Diaus. Here he'd been fully prepared to just call her 'pet'. Whilst that, in essence, is what she'd be...why degrade her further than she already would be, under the control of the very ones she was sent to fight. At least he could call her by her name. It also didn't take a genius to realise she was crying - those soft litle tears rolling down the smooth, creamy flesh of her cheeks. Lifting a hand, he places it softly against her cheek, whiping away one of those tears with his thumb "None of that, now. You should be happy - you are alive, you are safe, and you'll remain that way. It's no different than being in the army. Just think of me as...a different commander, hrm?"<br/><br/><br/>Turning back to Drir, Kahmori gives him another little slap on the stomach, grinning faintly "Well, big guy. I guess I'd better get Vendra cleaned up a bit. No use in making her stand around naked, covered in saliva, is there? Glad to see you're okay. Enjoy the, uh..." His eyes momentarily alight on Xali and Plaur once more, their lusty actions only seeming to become more bold by the moment "...show, hrm?" Offering the minotaur one final nudge with his elbow, Kahmori slips up beside Vendra, draping an arm over her shoulder, leading her towards the wagon he, Xali, and Alexei had been riding in. A quick wash-down with a waterskin was all he could really offer - but, it was better than nothing! A real bath would have to wait until later.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Thank you Kahmori. I don’t deserve such hospitality. It’s most welcome”  </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Phbbt." He rolls his eyes almost playfully, peering down at the shorter human as he lead her towards the wagon "What, you think I was going to be a dick to you, just because you are - for the moment - my servant?" A smile curls the corner of his muzzle, his eyes absently gazing along her naked body... "Hardly. You'll find I'm pretty easy to get along with. I'll hold you to your word...but not a chance in hell I'm going to mistreat you. After all - the second you made your oath, that ensured we here no longer enemies, didn't it?" Whilst not exactly the most comforting thing in the world, the overly optimistic kitsune certainly had a way of making someone look at the brighter side of things. Maybe in that crazy mind of his, that is really how he thought things worked...<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "Ooh, you're so cruel, Kahimori! Teasing me like that... for a moment, I thought I might get to see what else those hands of yours could do." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kahmori comes to a jerking halt mid-step, his tails swishing back and forth behind him in excitement. It was only those tails, the way they so excitedly swished to and fro, that hinted at his ebbing lack of self control. The big male was excited beyond belief, and only by a thread was he maintaining his self control - especially when faced with such a lusty, flirty leopardess. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves - and to prevent him from rushing back and joining the scene of debauchery - he casts the Leopardess a sidelong glance, forcing a playful smile to his lips despite the arousal tinging his actions "Dear Xali, If only you knew how tempted I was. However, I hardly wish to cut in on Plaur's fun! After all, my hands would only be the appetizer - the main course would be so, so much more...filling. I am sure the bobcat will be more than adequate for soothing those desires."<br/><br/>Squeezing Vendra's shoulder against his side, he turns to continue on his way...only to pause again, another coy smile curling his lips. Why not offer up one last tease.. "Perhaps, should the bobcat not wear you out too fully...." He half-turns towards Xali and Plaur, his coy smile turning into a full-fledged grin "...you'll still get the opportunity to feel just what my hands can do. After all...it's three more hours to the fort...." Leaving that last little enticing tease up in the air, Kahmori pulls Vendra tightly against his side, and leads her around the side of the wagon. At least out of sight, his nearly overpowering arousal would slowly start to calm down.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Around the back of the wagon</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Damnit, Kahmori...you should have taken *THAT* opportunity. Xali is a lusty one...she'd have been a bombshell to bend over, especially with a belly full of prey...~</span>No! Nono...Nononono. Not here, damnit. Control yourself! You have Vendra to tend to for the moment. Pleasures could come later.<br/><br/>Speaking of pleasures....<br/><br/>Kahmori had to admit, the sight of his new little slave was enticing. The way his saliva glistened off of her smooth, bare flesh. The softness of her breasts, capped in those small, pink nipples - slightly hardened from the cool breeze brushing against her damp skin. Alone with her, and finally able to fully admire her beautiful body...the lusty kitsune found his beautiful blue eyes wandering. The soft curves of her side, the widen of her hips....the little pink lips nestled between her thighs. She really was mouthwatering.<br/><br/>Biting his lower lip, Kahmori allows his gaze to wander freely...<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Kahmori…please accept this as a sign that I intent to follow through with my oath and serve you and your allies to the best of my abilities. It has no meaning to me, the one who gave me this ring is the very reason I was sent to these parts to die. It does possess a minor enchantment to ward off attackers. I hope this ring will bring you better fortune then it did myself” </div></blockquote><br/><br/><br/>Her words momentarily snap him out of his dark little fantasies "Huh? Oh...oh! Hrm..." extending his hand, he pinches the ring between his index finger and thumb, plucking it from her palm "Thank you, Vendra. I promise you, as long as you fulfill your oath, you'll be safe with me.  I've no real intention of mistreating you. You'll fulfill your promises, and I'll fulfill mine." Bringing the ring up to his eyes, he looks it over intently for just a few seconds...then casually slips it on. It instantly resizes to fit him - so, it WAS magical! However, he didn't FEEL any different....<br/><br/>Oh well. He'd take the offering at face value - it was something she'd given him as a promise she'd fulfill her oath. That was good enough for him.<br/><br/>"Now, then...let's see. No sense in leaving you covered in spit. A real bath will have to wait, im afraid...BUT...." Grasping the edge of the wagon for balance, Kahmori hops up into the back of it, pushing his way through the keep supplies until he reached the little area he'd claimed for himself. Digging around in his old, ratty backpack, he withdraws a waterskin, the leather thing filled to the brim with water "...Here is something to wash off with for the moment." Tossing the waterskin down to her, he once more turns his attention to his pack - or more appropriately, the bedroll strapped to it.<br/><br/>Undoing his bedroll, he removes the blanket as Vendra bathes, watching her casually out of the corner of his eyes. She really was desirable for a human. It had been years since he'd looked at a human as anything but food, but she...certainly had a beautiful body. Those gorgeous eyes, those soft lips, the lucious curves of her body - it was a wonder she was on the front lines at all. Especially somewhere this deep in the anthro's territory. Once more, he finds himself biting he lower lip, his eyes watching her like a hawk as she bathes....<br/><br/>Maybe....<br/><br/>Giving her a few brief moments to wash at least a portion of his saliva from ber body, Kahmori busies himself with restrapping his bedroll, sans blanket, back to the top of his pack "...Before we leave, I want you to get your shield, and some more armor. You are not allowed a weapon, but if you'll be running around with me...I want to make sure you are protected. Shield. Armor. Whatever you can find you think you'd like to use."<br/><br/>"You'll be riding back here with me, as well. C'mon. Let's get this blanket on you - might keep you a bit warmer till we can find you some new clothes, hrm? I'll put in a request once we reach the fort - no sense in making you walk around naked." Despite how utterly enticing she looked, he had a feeling it would not be a good choice to make her walk around naked. Hell, he'd have his hands all over her constantly if she did....not that it would be a bad thing. For him, anyway. Tossing the blanket out on the floor beside him, he pats it, a faint smile playing on his lips.<br/><br/>Once more, he found himself biting his lower lip...how devilishly enticing. Hrm. Maybe...yes. Why not. She'd made a second promise, after all - a promise to pleasure him in ways he couldn't imagine. After giving up his meal, getting so aroused watching Xali he nearly lost his cool, and watching his little pet take a bath right there in front of him...he deserved a little compensation. Now that they were alone....well....<br/><br/>Just as she begins to crawl up into the back of the wagon, Kahmori makes his move "Vendra? You are...incredibly beautiful, for a human. I am rather surprized, actually. Such soft skin...beautiful eyes..lucious curves. I have to admit, you are incredibly enticing." Settling himself down, the lusty kitsune leans heavily against the side of the wagon, watching her with a cool gaze as she makes her way over to the blanket he'd spread out beside him "I think...I'd like to see how just intent you are on keeping you other promise. First..."<br/><br/>He motions to the two long, shallow cuts across his chest - the damn things hard started to throb painfully now, though they were little more than narrow gashes, and not very deep at all "...Take care of these." He traces his fingers along the two cuts - one verticle, across his shoulder, and the other horizontal, across his chest "Then..." Before she has the opportunity to begin healing him, Kahmori slips one thumb beneath the hem of his breeches....and simply pulls them down. Lifting his hips, he slides them down his legs, over his feet, and casually discards them to the side, leaving his entirely naked - in nothing but the fur.<br/><br/>And exposing to her eyes the large, soft, swollen-looking testicles, the thick sheath above them, and the six inches of partially erect kitsune cock that extended from the tip of that sheath. It throbs softly, laying half-erect against his lower belly, but with every enticing gaze his eyes take across her body, it stiffens just the slightest bit more, soft pinkish flesh looking rather enticing in the muted light of the interior of the wagon "...I want you to take care of this. Let me feel what those soft little lips of yours can do."