<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div>Nuria's praise made Phelypsis' lips curl up into a happy little smile. Kind words from people she liked were probably easiest way to bend make her cheery. Moreso when she thought Nuria -the most or second most devilish seducer of the party- thought that Phelypsis was being all foxy. Excited by the encouragement Phelypsis began to give Nuria's breast a harder squeeze - a bit of repayment for the treatment hers just received. She noticed Ayca slipping under Nuria's legs and heard the licking, but all the same Phelypsis' ears flopped up in surprise when she saw Nuria's moany plea. It made a hot little pant tremble out from Phelypsis.<em>Was it me?</em>Was this how it was to be on the side to get begged? Phelypsis bit her lip. It really got her loins tingling. Phelypsis did as requested. Her fingers sank into the firm breasts before her and assumed good wide grip. Phelypsis teased the nipple rings as she squeezed the whole boobs between her fingers and palm. "Mhehe~" the demones giggled. A bit of innocence peeled off of her smile, replaced by an uncharacteristically smug twinkle. She answered Ayca's earlier criticism, "Hey, look. I am painting now!" There was just this perfect squeeze in her hands when the immolator's face twisted into a gasp. The paint left behind by Ayca and what little remained on her palms were being spread into a thin layer of black.<br/><br/>A stab of pain bit deep into Phelypsis' inner thighs. It shattered the momentary pride and confidence with a throaty moan, "Mhhaah! Ah!" The Andra threw her head back and let out a little sob. Phelypsis' muscles muscles as she tried to withstand the pain. She let out a high pitched gasp as Nuria's fingers drew out from her flesh, "Hghiih! Ah! Owh...  that hurts..." Her thighs still tingled with the nailmarks even when Nuria let go. "Meanie..." Phelypsis frowned at the Godlike, though the pain really had only helped to draw yet another wave of heat from her sex. Somehow she had managed to -or so she thought- her lewdest tendencies from being revealed to the Delvers. They probably knew from the last time with in town Riset that bindings made the demon really wild. Maybe Nuria actually already knew about pain too? Was that why she had dug into her thighs. Phelypsis hesitated. A lewd thought of asking for more flew through her thoughts, but maybe that would be way too much. Besides, Nuria was already bending over and descending towards what she had requested. Furthermore, they had come here to help paint Nuria, right?<br/><br/>Phelypsis' breasts began heave up and down heavier and heavier as her breaths deepened with the growing anticipation. Her sex felt like Nuria dragged last few moments just to agonize her. A frustrated whimper slipped past her lips when Nuria stopped to kiss her tummy. Phelypsis leaned back a little to get herself into a more accessible angle, physically begging Nuria to hurry. Her thighs tensed to support the tilted balance and hand easily reached up to push against the ceiling for added stability.<br/><br/>Phelypsis squeezed her eyes shut and greedily twisted her own nipple in feeble attempt to ease the surprise. A hot tongue dug into her gentle soft folds, and not just any hot tongue. Phelypsis' tongue pushed out as her eyes opened into narrow slits. Her whimpers and pants sclimbed up as the licks grew more aggressive, "Hnnn... Ah-hahhh...  Ack-ghhhighuhh..." Finally it was happening. She had thought that it couldn't come to be, that maybe Nuria had something against big girls like her or just thought barbarians ugly, but now she was getting licked by her! Phelypsis' heart made a happy skip inside.<br/><br/>When the tongue dove right in her voice dipped low, "AAhhh~  Ahh... fhuah-mmhhhmmgh..."  Just the exploring licks were enough to make her head spin. Phelypsis screwed her nipple tighter and pulled her breast down. How long had it actually been since she had gotten tender care rather than rough fucking? So long ago that she for a moment considered if tentacles counted as tender. Having a burning hot tongue reach down between her lips, tease a tip into her opening and slather up her wetness just made Phelypsis purr. "Mmmm...  n-Hhn-ice and warmm..."<br/><br/>She brought one hand down to pet Nuria's hair. It was the paint hand, but at this point Phelypsis really didn't notice. Her fingers caressed the godlike's head, trickling down along her neck down to the slender shoulders and back, before returning to the hair. Phelypsis assumed a firm grip of the tuft. She really hadn't even dreamed of a sight like this. Nuria bent in front of her and going down on her cunny while her pert ass was pointed at Ayca's face. For once Phelypsis felt like a proper mighty warlord. Of course she had not earned this feeling. She knew very well that it was a gift. Phelypsis' grip softened back into a gentle petting. She waited for a moment between licks where moans wouldn't mess up her breath. "...hha-thank...  nowh clit?" The big demon clit had pushed far out from its hood. It twitched needily right in front of Nuria's nose as Phelypsis tried to adjust her hips and aim the nub into the Godlike's mouth.