<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.weasyl.com/static/media/1b/a7/33/1ba733b406a74f55b4a190775935aa1f316f55e3577991f401613a009bbbce81.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong><acronym title="Loose">Luus</acronym>Remiril (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15726956#msg15726956)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Turian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Merc/Demolitionist Vanguard<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;"><strong>DATE:</strong></span>20th, December 2174 CE - Evening<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>As Shown<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Luus' quarters<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Gluttony<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Ashton | Closed<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>A rumbling groan, as inhuman as it was hungry, escaped his throat, his mandibles vibrating strongly against Ash's mound. It was enough to show just how delectable, how satisfying the taste of her was. The same could be said of the way his talons pressed against the soft flesh of her taut thighs, leaving scratches with the odd twitch of her legs, and indents as he held them open for his feast.<br/><br/>Her words, panted and moaned, drove him further into the heat of this moment, and her surprise brought a cocky chuckle from deep within his chest. But when she said his name, his mandibles clamped tight around her mound, exposing her glistening, pink pussy for the deepening, increasingly ravenous thrusts of his tongue. With every draw came a fresh flood of her juices, the sensation riling him from the moment it hit his throat, and after came a plunging surge of that strong blue tongue to claim ever more.<br/><br/>"Good. I want the whole damn ship to hear it," he cooed against her sex as he had another taste of her, and it was all the only break he would give her before launching into deep, filling thrusts; a merciless tongue fucking comprised of all the gluttony within his heart.