(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/fidelia3_zps0d9c4539.png)<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fidelia</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13838</div></div><br/><br/>"Mmmf, so it is. A cute irresistible fluffy bunny tail." The warrior dog-girl is reduced to excited little puppydom in the usagimimi's hands, her ears alternating between perking up and drooping in metronome-like procession. Fidelia's mouth gladly opens her mouth to allow Yukio's tongue access, and her own tongue is no less enthusiastic inside his mouth than it is outside. Like his, her pulse is now racing and her face is a bright red. Her voice is locked in that fetching whimper tone, and her rear appendage is gesticulating so wildly that it is no more a case of the dog wagging the tail, but rather of the tail wagging the dog, and most likely the rabbit along with it. Underneath her armor, she can feel other signs of excitement taking place as well, and the prospect of sharing them with Yukio only makes them more evident.<br/><br/>After enjoying his mouth most thoroughly for what must have been several minutes, her shaking hands move to tug Yukio's hakama open just enough so that she can begin kissing and licking her way down his neck. When she reaches the rich luxuriant fur of his chest, she goes into full nuzzle mode, burying herself in his softness and giving off more canine whines of contentment as her body shakes and her tail goes even further into overdrive.<br/><br/>