Aviana's ears bob happily as the drow informs her just how lucky she was, The dragon girl learning a little about drow and perhaps even their culture in the process. Much like many of the entities she'd encountered along their journey thus far, Aviana had never actually met a dark elf before, though she'd heard and read a little about them, nothing had prepared her to come face to face with the real thing. The elven woman's lips were softer than she could have imagined as she presses them against her own, for a race widely known for their cruelty and hostility towards outsiders, she was a very skilled and passionate kisser. The elf's dark skin was soft to the touch as it presses up against her own body, Aviana finds her heart thundering heavy within her chest, as her golden eyes take in the cuteness of the elven woman's face up close, the slenderness of her body, and voluptuousness of her breasts. She was even better looking up close, much more attractive than many of the races she'd encountered during her travels on the surface. The accents of her dialect, coupled with the air of superiority that laced her every word only added to the appeal of this exotic woman.<br/><br/>A powerful tug from the drider's mouth causes Aviana to be drug upwards even further, she feeling the warrior that'd passed through those lips before her, curled and compacted within the drider's human stomach behind her, feeling her wiggle against her pert rump, crying out in frustrated protest about her predicament. To think how quickly the tide had been turned, mere moments ago she'd been the one preparing to dine on the drider herself...and yet now she was curled up, steadily churning away within the very creature's gut, that she'd aimed to make a meal out of. "I can feel her inside you, kicking and screaming.... mmmhhmmm she feels good in you." Aviana murmurs out to the drider, freeing her fingers from their embrace with the sniper's, long enough to sensually caress along a length of the spider girl's taste buds.<br/><br/>Returning her attention to the drow pressed against her Aviana growls seductively at what she says, the introduction, coupled with the story of how things could have played out causing her to blush ever so slightly as she speaks of how lucky she was to be having this experience, and how lucky she'd been to have not been found by the agile sniper a moment before. Of course Aviana can't help but hold in a giggle at the silliness of it all, for weren't they the lucky ones, having been rescued by her? The idea of such a slender, fragile elven woman taking her, a powerful dragon girl into slavery, one that'd bested orcs, a roper, and a beholder as well as the possessed members of her very own race seemed highly unlikely to her....and yet perhaps for that very reason the idea was made all the more arousing within the mind of the dragon girl. The mere thought of being taken as this woman's slave, living out her every day in the service to such a cute, and beautiful dark elf. A woman that by all accounts was weaker than her, could easily be snuffed out by the power of the dragon girl's body, or the potency of her magic, and yet she holds the leash, commanding Aviana's every action. Fighting for and protecting her by day, only to curl up inside her stomach, submitting to her superiority by night, something about the idea caused Aviana's blood to race, her hormones to rush at the thought of such a future.<br/><br/>The pleasure inducing saliva that trickles down her arms, coupled with the feeling of the warrior writhing in the drider's stomach behind her, the delightful presence of the sexy elven woman in front of her and the naughty scenario she was whispering to her, all combine to make Aviana the horniest she'd ever been in a long, long while, not since Miku's birthday had she been this needy for attention. Her eyes half lid as she looks into those of the drow before her, "Mmmmmnnn Phyrra a beautiful name, for a beautiful drow.... it's an absolute pleasure to meet you, and you may call me Aviana." she pauses, leaning in to kiss her once more, before continuing "Your quite the lucky one yourself however, having a strong sexy dragon girl to do with as you please." she whispers leaning forward to place a trail of kisses along Phyrra's cheek, leading all the way till she's nibbling gently upon her sensitive elven ear. "Why bound and held as I am I am powerless to deny you." she teases, a softness coming to her eyes as she gives the elven woman a wanting look. Aviana was quite beautiful, showing the softer, sensual side of her being, a stark contrast to the fierce and protective nature she displays in combat.<br/><br/>The way Phyrra was kissing her deeply, was rubbing and grinding her pelvis against her thigh was only furthering Aviana's own excitement. She could feel the drow's need through the thin pair of panties she adorned, could feel the lust in her every action, smell her arousal with every breath. "You know your making me so horny right now Phyrra...I love the way your talking dirty to me." Aviana admits, her cheeks flushing as red as her shimmering scarlet hair. "I am lucky...but perhaps not lucky enough it seems....." she bites her lower lip as she lustfully makes eye contact with the sniper once more. Wanting to tease and entice her, to raise her own arousal to a fever pitch. "To think you could have taken me home with you, claimed me as your own. I've fought and defeated so many powerful creatures to get here...and I would gladly have fought for you." She lifts the leg hooked behind Phyrra's just a little bit higher, hooking it right behind her rump, where she presses her forward even harder, forcing her legs to spread further around her other thigh, grinding the drow's petals all the more vigorously against Aviana's smooth milky flesh. "You'd be the talk of the town with me by your side, my beauty and skill yours to command... I'd serve and protect you, vanquish your ever foe, and at night, submit myself to your body, to use, and abuse as you so desire, inevitably taking my place inside that hot, sexy belly of yours.... my own personal dragon cave." she teases breathing her words lustily into the elven woman's ear, her voice dripping with seduction as she further paints the picture of how things could have been.  "Yours to taste, to love, and to fuck at your discretion...and ultimately to digest." she purrs flirtatiously into her ear, pressing herself tight against the drow's slender little belly "destined to give my strength, my beauty, my intellect, entirely to you, as you sleep soundly that faithful day, breaking me down and claiming me once and for all as fuel for your sexy figure, lounging peacefully as I wind my way through your intestines, lending you the strength to go on living, adding to your curves, rounding out your chest, enhancing your beauty with my own body.... until ultimately I would be squeezed out between these lovely little cheeks of yours, the very same that drew me to you in the first place." she pauses, nipping her ear as her tail tip drag's itself along the elven girl's rear. "Left as little more than a steaming pile, having given your body everything that I am... a testament of myservitude, and to the effectiveness of your digestive tract." Aviana openly teases, fully investing herself in the fantasy of the moment, to make it as enjoyable for the drow, the drider, and herself as she was able.<br/><br/>The sudden grasping of her rump, draws a lustful moan from the throat of the dragon girl. "Oooohhmm it seems someone else wants me as their own as well." she murmurs, wiggling her tight rear back into the hands of the drider, allowing her fingers to dimple her flesh, feeling the perfect combination of soft and firmness that the dragon girl's rear had to offer, her armor hiding only the most delicate of areas, as the rest was left open for the drider's enjoyment. Aviana presses her lips back against Phyrra's, allowing her tongue to dance with the drow's once more, feeding her a taste of the meal she could of had nightly, while the drider enjoys the overall flavor of her caramel coated body, her arms being drug completely inside the confines of mouth, Aviana squealing delightfully as their hands edge into the brink of the spider girl's throat. She sighing into the kiss as the drider's lips play against her head, kissing, suckling and then parting to allow entry. Aviana knew not how far the drider was going, was she to make a meal of the pair of them as well? Regardless, the dragon girl showed little fear, as she tightly clings and intertwines herself with Phyrra, eagerly making out with her as she leaves herself open to the whims of the drider, her's to taste, tease, and devour as she so desired.