<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/b/b2/Enniya_2ndlook.jpg/200px-Enniya_2ndlook.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Enniya Featherglade (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Enniya_Featherglade)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Hiding in Claire's closet (calling Laman to refresh spells)<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Green top, Laman's red hot-pants around her knee.<br/>HP: 15/15       XP: 2/8<br/><hr/><br/>Enniya stuffed her back with shiny.<strong>"Len? No, nuhhuh. I'm all good. Think everyone's all good."</strong>Laman was happy, supposedly. Delvers were happy, visibly so. All was well as could be really.<br/><br/>Huffing, Enniya dragged her bag into a cabin and left it there with rest of her stuff. Crocs and ghost pirates were still doing their thing. Most of the others were busy. It was a good time to do something about that lingering heat that Laman's powder had left in her core. Simmering, the arousal had remained as an annoying background tingle despite it not being overwhelming or deliberating. In all likelihood it was as just as planned by Laman. Enniya did need to ask for a little more magic after all...<br/><br/>She picked her magic totem from the bag, slipped it between the boobs and began to sneak around. There were lots of handy nooks and crannies around the ship, good places for some secret naughtiness. Ennyia snuck into one of the big closets in the captain's rooms. She went to the very back, behind all the coats and cloaks.<br/><br/><strong>"Perfect."</strong><br/><br/>Enniya lay down on her back, squirmed to find a somewhat comfortable position in the closet, then shimmied off the pants she had just stolen from Laman. The totem had warmed up nicely between her breasts, it's forever hard tip feeling more akin to a real rock hard cock than a suspicious ritual tool. Slowly, massaging her sex with the tip, she eased herself into the mood, let her breaths grow slower, heavier, and her need hotter.<br/><br/><strong>"Laman,"</strong>Enniya whispered, red rushing to her cheeks. The plea choked in her throat as she pushed the totem in, began to fuck herself. Starting the begging was always the toughest part. Enniya bit down a whimper, pushed the thickest bit in. She kept her voice as a secret whisper meant only for one person's ears.<strong>"Laman, please. You're watching, right? Please, please give me more magic. I spent it all already. C'mon, be fair. Mnnf! Look, I'll put it in my butt if you want, okay? I just want my spells back. Or should I lick it?"</strong><br/><br/>It always took a while. Whether it was because it was hard for a creature like Laman to possess the dildo with her own cock, or simply because she liked to see Enniya squirm she was not yet certain. Could've been both. Meanwhile she continued her best efforts to beg for magic, pulling the toy out to lick her arousal off of it, to gulp a couple inches of it down, moaning against it while she flicked her button, slid a finger in.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Enniya carries 300 coins to the ship.<br/><br/>Unless interrupted she's gonna masturbate for one hour to refresh her spell slots.