((I don't really mind, personally- I'd hate to hold everyone else back by not posting very often or anything; as long as everyone doesn't get too far ahead o'course. It'll be better when I don't have to go to play practice.<img alt="^^;" src="./images/smilies/sweatdrop.gif" title="Sweat drop"/>; Celia's sort of watching at this point, anyway))<br/><br/>Celia peered intently at her companion, as the mouse became a slight bulge in his little neck. There was a slight bobbing motion, and his adorable little features were twisted in concentration. She flicked her tongue interestedly- he was up to something dirty, she could tell. Poor little mouse! She chuckled. She would have to keep this in mind the next time she gave some poor creature an -ahem- full-body massage.<br/><br/>Her hunger grew steadliy- she murmured softly, for she could taste the pleasure emanating from his pores, and even the twisted emotions of the little mouse on his tongue, floating through the air on motes of sweet evaporated saliva.  She swallowed again, gently holding herself back, shifting her coils. He was sufficiently tied up for now.