<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Ov0I1MV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Sparrow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585650#msg13585650)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Group 1<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>cat dress (https://i.imgur.com/8Qi91yN.jpg)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>HP- 6/20    Flow- 2   XP- 2/9<br/><hr/><br/>Sparrow couldn't hold back the flustered tinge painting his cheeks. The lewd state the moth had been left in along with her sincere swooning was affecting the boy more than he'd like to admit, "it's alright, we should be good now. I can't believe we stumbled straight into their nest" the boy muttered, realizing that the soft, fluffy body he was cuddling with last night hadn't actually been the moth girl after all, his blush only deepening at the thought.<br/><br/>To say that the boy wasn't really experienced with "romance" or anything else approaching it, went beyond being a mere understatement. He had no idea how to handle the moth girl's sudden advances, and so he froze like a frightened deer. The harassment and lewd advances of the monsters they encountered (and Ana) were one thing, it was easy to put up his guard and shun away such heavy handed, rarely consensual attacks. However the soft, gentle hand making it's way around his neck was another matter entirely. There was nothing seedy or underhanded in the moth woman's eyes, no horrible ulterior motives or intent to merely use and discard him, and so he found himself unable to conjure his usual resistance,<br/><br/>"U-Uhh...I...mrph!? Mmrrmmmm...."<br/><br/>An awkward stammer cut mercifully short by the monk's first true, proper kiss. Eyes widened and muscles went rigid in shock at the girl's forwardness, though even as her tongue started working it's way down into his throat the young man didn't resist. If anything the longer their lips stayed locked the more his body relaxed, practically melting into the larger woman's embrace, his initially alarmed murmurs coaxed into smooth, pleading moans, "Mmmmm..." the boy cooed, eyelids fluttering heavily as he allowed himself to be pulled back into another kiss. As if by instinct, some deeply ingrained sensuality all his people carried, Sparrow would begin rolling his tongue softly around hers, suckling on it tenderly. She tasted sweet, warm, but also there was a hint of salt to it as well, even slightly bitter, the boy still able to taste the lingering flavor of the harpy herm on the moth's tongue, even this tender moment being corrupted by the Anus's influence in a way. He didn't hate the flavor, however, if anything he found he had a strange taste for it, lapping at the girl's tongue anxiously, again his Shalakan heritage giving him a natural craving for cum it seemed.<br/><br/>When the moth girl reached down between Sparrow's legs she would not find the monk wanting. Despite his feminine appearance he was very much male, and there was plenty of manhood to spare, which was fortunate given how the moth girl already towered over the shorter boy. Though despite this the young man was still clearly embarrassed when she touched him there, "Mhmm...w-wait..." Sparrow murmured, tensing a bit as she started stroking him, obviously not accustomed to the touch, "may...maybe we shouldn't do this right now..." he whimpered, genuinely tempted for the first time in his life, almost every fiber of his being screaming for him to just shut up and fuck the shit out of her. After all he was balls deep in this tainted, corrupted place, yet he had been handed an opportunity to lose his virginity in a way that was actually halfway wholesome! Honestly he should be jumping at the opportunity before it slipped away.<br/><br/>However at the same time there was just some nagging concern at the back of his head. They were just in the midst of a brawl, some were even still fighting...er...well..."fighting"...and people could be hurt. Maybe he shouldn't be doing this. Maybe he should at least check on everyone to make sure they weren't injured fir-<br/><br/>Mid thought Sparrow would suddenly be cut off by a lustrous glow emitting from his hands, bright enough to cast shadows across the cave. His palms, which had been pressed gently against the Moth's shoulders to hold her back, would suddenly radiate with soothing warmth, a feeling of rejuvenation washing over the moth girl, riding her of any pain and minor injuries she may have suffered at the harpy's hands, "huh?...wha...what the?" the boy muttered, eyes widening in shock as the new power unleashed seemingly on it's own, as if responding to his concern and desire to help his companions, "this technique...I've heard of it before.... the healing touch of...Um....balla...." the boy trailed off with a slur, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he collapsed to the floor with a heavy thunk. Having never used the power before he hadn't known how to properly control it, and while he had healed the moth girls wounds, he had also absorbed that damage back into himself, and then some, the strain of tapping into his chi like this dropping the boy like a wet sack.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">   healing hands: At 2018-09-01 12:39:48, pdragon (uid: 57462) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124606) damage healed is transferred to Sparrow<br/><br/>health points restored At 2018-09-01 12:40:56, pdragon (uid: 57462) rolls: 1d8 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124607)</div></div>