((MagicalCheeterman, that picture of her face is absolutely gorgeous. x3 Always have loved elves))<br/><br/>((Sakura - I've not really voiced my opinion yet, cause it really doesn't matter a whole lot. I'll just say my own lack of interaction, at least currently, stems from the character incorporating a whole lot of what I 'don't enjoy' into one big thing. x3 Heavy body alteration, 'god' characters, multi-mouth, so on and so forth, is stuff that I just don't get into. Everyone, though, has their own preferences, and whilst I won't be interacting with Sakura from a vorish perspective (Both as predator and prey), that doesn't mean I won't interact just through actions and words. Of course, that might be a while - I'm currently occupied following a Kitsune into a centaur, it would seem. XD ))<br/><br/><br/>Nestled beneath Cyra's leg, Vesele simply watches the unfolding scene, taking in the sight of the centaur slowly but surely devouring the kitsune that she, herself, had very recently enjoyed to the utmost. Seeing Eowyn's lips slowly spreading across Aiyaka's form, easing the squirming kitsune further and further down her throat, sends a little shiver throughout Vesele's body - oh, she could all too easily imagine just how pleasant the centaur felt in that very moment. A stomach filled with two squirming girls, and the wonderous kitsune on her way to join them, further bloating her drooping gut. Oh, how long it had been since she'd stuffed her own tummy so full, engaged in such carnal decadence, the simple but pleasurable act of overindulgence that left her stomach filled with two or three squirming girls - or monsters, as had been the case in more than a few instances. As much as she preferred the intimacy of a single meal, much as she'd enjoyed with Aiyaka, there was something so...sinfully<span style="font-style: italic">delightful</span>about claiming two or three delicious morsels all at once, squishing them tightly against each other inside the hot, incommodious confines of her stomach, knowing they'd all go to fueling her body...<br/><br/>Oh, how much she missed THAT aspect of the Faneglut, and her own court of hedonistic delight...<br/><br/>So caught up is she in her own thoughts that Vesele doesn't notice Cyra's movements until the stolen protection of her leg scoops from around her body, leaving her standing once more unprotected in the middle of the camp. It was not exactly the most comforting sensation, and Vesele casts a longing look at the Kari as she shuffles off for a late-evening hunt. Despite the rising urge inside of her to protest her sudden lack of 'protection', she doesn't voice it, simply watching the Kari scuttle off with a call of 'Good luck!"<br/><br/>Returning her attention to Eowyn and Aiyaka, Vesele's eyes widen at the centaur's request. Pleasure her? Pleasure her girlfriend? It was all she could do to keep from openly grinning at the offer - this was a little more in line with her liking!<br/><br/><br/>Not to mention, Aiyaka's needy call, the way she so eagerly cried out her name, even when half-enveloped inside the centaur's mouth...was exhilarating...and surprisingly erotic. Despite that needy call, though, it is not Aiyaka she goes for initially - it is Eowyn. Slipping beneath the kitsune's flailing tails, she wraps her arms around the centaur's 'midsection', her more humanoid torso, and lightly presses her lips against the tender flesh of her middle, just beneath her breasts "Mm...with an offer like that, how can I refuse...?" She whispers sensually, her voice somewhat muffled by the centaur's skin "Mmm...." Another gentle kiss, followed by her tongue curling upwards across the centaur's chest, swirling around the swell of a single breast, lightly clipping her nipple, assaults the centaur's sensative body. Vesele doesn't seem content to stop there, though - that tongue continues upwards, along her bulging throat and the underside of her chin, and higher still, against her lips....<br/><br/>...And in that single moment, it transitions of the centaur's lips, to the interior of Aiyaka's thigh, her soft, silky tongue gently swirling along the tantalizing flesh of the kitsune's leg "Mmmm...ohhh, how I missed this, Aiyaka..." Again, Vesele offers up a soft little kiss against the foxgirl's thigh, easing both of her hands upwards to swirl through the soft ,furry tails that had so eagerly encompassed her earlier, had flicked and twitched so furiously and pleasantly when she'd slid the lovely foxgirl down her throat, and Mmm....how those surprisingly strong appendages had massaged the interior of her tummy. The taste of Aiyaka's soft flesh draws a gentle groan from Vesele, the memory of the beautiful kitsune filling her stomach so pleasantly, so completely, making her shiver slightly. Mmm, she missed it already, missed the feeling of the beautiful kitsune inside of her tummy, missed the conflicting desires of letting her out or completely digesting her....and most of all, she missed the taste, the texture, the softness of her sensual little form. Something, it appeared, she'd not have to do without any longer.<br/><br/>Inch by tiny inch, she kisses her way upwards along the kitsune's left thigh, drawing dangerously close to the centaur's lips, but never quite sticking her head between them to get at the delicate, needy nethers within "Mmm...poor Aiyaka...so entrapped. Mmm, maybe I'll just lick these soft legs while you're trapped..." The smooth, silky sensation of the girl's tongue once more slides along the interior of the kitsune's thighs, so close to where that tongue SHOULD be...but yet, so far away as well, a clear tease "..Ahhh...delicious! Mm, pity I cannot quite reach other, equally as 'delicious' places..." A soft, gentle giggle escapes Vesele's throat as she once more slips in, drawing her tongue smoothly upwards along the underside of Aiyaka's thigh, leaving behind the warmth of her tongue, and the slight, slick sensation of her saliva coating her smooth, bare skin...