Even the petting is something otherworldly, as it soothes you down and gets rid of any headache you may have, my touch just adding layers of diving pleasure into your skull. Still, I giggle even more as  you lead me deeper into the stronghold and towards the guest rooms. Pouting to myself as I take a look inside and know that something is up right away.<br/><br/><strong>"This cannot be the best lodgings available. Just look at that bed, it doesn't even have a companion!"</strong>Storming off in a huff back down the hallways, correctly identifying your quarters and opening the door like I already own the place. Looking around the larger room and adjacent living spaces. Being much more acceptable but missing key amenities.<br/><br/><strong>"Where have all of your bed companions have gone off too? This is all highly unprofessional."</strong>Walking over to the bed and checking to see how sturdy it is, bouncing on top of it for a while as I properly explain to you the purpose of beds. Since outsiders don't need to eat or sleep, back in my home plane the only purpose for a bed is love making. As such, bed companions exist on Elysium so that when the occupant comes home from a hard days work at the hot springs and orgies, that they have someone to snuggle and lick and grope and suckle with in privacy and love. Usually lower level devas do the job nicely and make for excellent bed mates.<br/><br/><strong>"I do expect for you to find me a companion for my lodgings, otherwise I shall be taking my vacation elsewhere."</strong>Walking around the room and taking in the sights, wiggling my butt in curiosity and wonder over all of the weird items and the funny carpets.