<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">The emoticons present are insufficient to fully express the amount of win in your artistic ability and my appreciation for it. If you could somehow mash  ;D :o and :'( all into one, that might cover it.</div></div><br/>The rope moaned slightly with Violet's struggling, her efforts barely registering to the thick braids. "Oh but you are." He breathed into her ear before flicking the tip with his tongue, more than likely having noticed Viloet's outcry. Despite some minor flailing, the large man kept the smaller woman balanced and cradled. His grip pulsed rhythmically as he massaged the ample curves of the tiny temptress.<br/><br/>Naturally for all he knew, Viloet was in on the ad. So long as he didn't harm or injure the halfling he could do no wrong. The hand manipulating her breast left, sliding out of the scant space available to it. Gliding downward with a mere turn of the wrist and minor adjustment, the unseen person raked his fingers across Violet's exposed tummy.<br/><br/>"Maybe not vocally," he admitted before noisily and slowly licking from the base of the halfling's ear to the tip. Simultaneously he dipped his index and ring finger beyond the protection of her shorts, retracting them and pushing back down again in the same pulsing rhythm.