<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;">The new approach to flaws sounds like a lot of fun to me, but… gosh, now I feel like I picked the most boring flaw of all time. X) I’ve been looking for ways to launch some more “interesting” interactions for Alexei, but Merciless just really doesn’t lead to a lot, does it? Still, I guess it would be a bit much if all three of us had the Lusty flaw, and I’ll definitely try to roleplay Merciless whenever appropriate. And given that is doesn’t really dictate how he is around friends… I’m going to try harder to bring him out of the background from now on. :3</div></div></div><br/><br/>A shrill shiver of euphoria climbed up his spine as more of his prey flowed deep into his system, soon to be nothing more than nutrion and a memory. He was almost disappointed the rapturous experience had ended so quickly, his belly already starting to shrink down beneath Rela’s soft touch as she massaged it. Yet, the final wonderful twists and squirms from within his stomach, the soothing tingle of the archer’s life force as it rushed through every inch of his being, the sweet savory taste that lingered on his tongue…  Although his affair with Mariel had gotten off to a rocky start, it came to an end in the most satisfying way possible, and with her fading sensations she would feel a gentle parting caress from the wolf’s paw outside.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Oh, you are too modest, Alexei!" she purrs lustily. "Your performance on the battlefield was as beautiful as it was deadly, so breathtaking that it put my meal to flight." Xali's stomach groaned loudly as the acids poured in on Satrina. "Not that it did her any good, the poor thing." she muttered with mock pity. Xali's eyes then shifted down to the gently squirming bulge and cries of pleasure emanating from Alexei's tightly-stretched stomach. "Ooh, did that blonde human never wake up? Fortunate for her... my belly is not so gentle."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Raising an eyebrow, he leaned his head back over Rela’s shoulder to turn his dreamy gaze to the leopardess, an uncharacteristically playful grin curling his lips. “You are too kind, Miss Xali,” he replied through his ecstatic lull, letting his tongue roll out of the side of his mouth lightheartedly as the catgirl massaged his engorged abdomen. He could only fantasize about what Xali’s own meal must feel like, writhing and squirming long after his had taken her last breath. “Alas, you have quite a presence on the battlefield yourself. I’ve enjoyed watching you work your magics… arcane and otherwise.”<br/><br/>His eyes slowly trailed down from her face to her gut, where the pained motions of the human continued to form odd bumps and contusions. Although it didn’t tug on his conscience to make his prey’s last moments a painful one (admittedly, it was even enjoyable under certain circumstances, as Xali seemed to agree), he still took some comfort in making their passing a tolerable one, making Mariel an even sweeter treat that she already was. Even though she had nearly killed him before, he wondered what delectable fantasy he had granted her before she could feel no more, the thought making his tail flick back and forth happily. Ah, what strange things he could derive pleasure from…<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“Poor Kitsune! He doesn’t realize how blessed by the gods you are. Maybe you should just drop your trousers and teach him a lesson! I would of course…” A sheepish grin curves on her lips as she cheeks flush slightly red. “Help with the umm…” Looking to the ground she strained herself to avoid eye contact “Getting you to your uh…fullest length” She smiled yet there was little doubt that she wouldn’t jump on such an occasion as to enjoy Alexei’s body.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>With a chuckle he again pulled his head back up over Rela’s shoulder, but not before giving her a teasing little lick across the cheek. “I should,” he answered jokingly, tipping his muzzle down towards his leather leggings. “But by the time I undid all these straps, it would be the middle of the night already. Not to mention I’ve never been one to boast of my weapons in a crowd.” Giving her another playful poke with his nose, he grasped both of her hands and gently rocked her side to side over his back. However, as he looked up at the others around him his demeanor began to change.<br/><br/>Over his last solitary years, he had devoted much time to training and disciplining his body and mind, yet as he looked on at his fellow recruits he felt his own urges pulling against his principles. Xali, beautiful and seductive as she was, had readily attracted the lusts of the bobcat and the kitsune, trading teases and taunts between them when they wooed or presented teases of their own. Now, things had escalated further, Plaur haven joined her in enjoying their sexuality where all could see. Although doing such things in the open was beyond Alexei, he couldn’t help but find their pleasuring one another rather stimulating.<br/><br/>Then there was Kahmori and the human girl. He had always thought of the kitsune as having a taste for women, yet his saving the cleric after nearly devouring her whole still came as quite a shock to him. Furthermore, she had lived up to the word she had set down despite his misgivings, obediently healing wounds that probably would have taken several days to heal. And from Kahmori’s flirtations with Xali and the smooth, curvy form of the human, he suspected he was going to get more than a blanket from the wagon…<br/><br/>…Damn it. He had fought poorly, his suspicions had so far been unfounded, and now his own lusts were beginning to strain against a lot more than his discipline. He hated it when everything he did felt wrong, when the outward confidence he wore seemed like nothing more than a shroud… But it didn’t need to be all bad, did it? He turned his head slightly to see Rela’s pink-tinted face. She had stayed with him the entire trip, yet he hadn’t made any pushes past a kiss and a shared bed. Now, the caravan would reach its destination soon, and chances were he wouldn’t be meeting the affectionate catgirl again.<br/><br/>What the hell. It was only once… everything would be okay…<br/><br/>“Of course,” he suddenly stated, continuing his previous statement despite his long silence. “Undoing all these straps would probably be a lot faster if you helped, Miss Rela, in private.” Letting his voice trail off, he stood up and with hands behind his back he took a few slow steps away from her. Then, casting an alluring smile over his shoulder, he gave his tail an almost coy flick, beckoning her to follow as he headed towards one of the wagons in front of his own, soon disappearing out of sight around the edge.<br/><br/>(If Rela follows) By the time the catgirl rounded the corner, the wolf had already taken a seat on the back of the cart. His suave professional demeanor had given way to a more longing, sensual expression, his mysterious golden eyes half-closed as he reached forward to take her hand. “Miss Rela… You have treated me so kindly this whole trip, much more than most usually are. We only have three or so hours to spend together, I believe… Let us make at least one of them something to remember.” And with a click, the first strap on his leggings came undone.