(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/34/c9/e6/34c9e6ed9c65398257cec0c7ec06e579.jpg)<br/><strong>Lady Aeryn, Assorted nobles<br/>Cult of the Redeemer-Queen<br/>Tag: Evita/Sivila</strong><br/><br/>Evita's eager action caused more than one glance of approval, the nobles about taking her in with lustful glances.. whilest Aeryn teased soft fingers above her nipples.. until noticing a dampness to them.<br/><br/>"Tame me? Whilest you had such.. naughty modifications? Oh you are a tease. I might have to discipline you throughoutly.." The elf cooed, responding in high-elvish.<br/><br/>Then however, she chuckled, eyes glowing with lewd temptation as she leaned forward, first nibbling, then softly suckling on Evita's right breast. "Hmn.. ohoho, what a naughty girl you are.." She said, softly cupping Evita's chest. "You clearly like your breasts being played with, hmnn?"`She mused, whilest, over at the other end of the room, The Baroness kept playing with herself, some of the nobles happy to apply some play-pretend demonic cultist chanting for their facade of lewd revelry. On a closer examination, it seemed like all of them were here for fun, not necessarily extensive demon worship.<br/><br/>All but one. The Marquis seemed to notice something was amiss, even if he wasn't sure what. He took a few steps back and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, shooing the Bimbo-esque Lady Duckham that had approached him like a lusty feline.