(OOC: Goodnight, Moonblack) "Of course, my friend." He heads to the bar to (hopefully) talk with Gert about some room service. He sees the...
Andreas becomes downcast, slightly guilty of being flippant. "No... no my friend, I'm sorry, Silvan, I don't mean to be uncaring. You did protect...
(OOC: Much like Duskford, I'll sneak in) Andreas nods. "I have to say I'm fascinated by that opportunity too. The more we study, the more we can...
(OOC: At work right now, so you deposit Andreas somewhere fun and I can pick it up later.)
Andreas raises his one good hand as they exit. "I already could tell. No worries with me. I admit my weakness for elven women, and that's why I...
He smirks despite himself. "Well... I like to see too... my hand first... and replenish myself. As I'm sure you would." He rears up slightly....
Andreas turns into his back, spitting slime from his lips. "There's... slime in my nose..." He sneezes, and manymore unmentionable things go with...
"Not... so fast." While attempting to stand, Andreas gropes at something hard through the goop surrounding Tila. Her attuned stone. "Gotcha." He...
"We were... taken advantage of, Tila..." Andreas groans. "Little different..." He blearily stares at Tila's bulging abdomen, then down to his...
"Bit more than a dream, I suspect." He looks over to Silvan. "Your master is protecting you." "We've already used mine!" He digs into his...
Seeing as there's not much else he can do, as Vi'lea and Silvan do battle with the slime, he crawls over to Tila, checking her condition and...
"Fuck," Andreas cursed, clutching his hand and slumping against a rock. "I... I can't do anything, I'm sorry Silvan. I hope Vi'lea can get her...
"Here," Andreas coughs, offering a flame charm. "Should be enough left for lighting that."
Naked and exhausted, Andreas tries not to focus on his bobbing erection that refuses to go away. The slime convulses and boils, and he uses the...
(OOC: In my personal opinion, I don't mind, I always feel bad that I can't reply as fully as I'd like. I just feel bad that we're on such...
(OOC: Understood :) )
Nothing. The realization dawns on him like the wave of his next orgasm. There's nothing there. Andreas snarls, rearing up as much as he can to...
Gods in supreme heaven, this feels good, he thought. "Why?! Tell me why?!" His chest heaves. His arms tense. Palms dig into the rock, searing with...
"Not... not optimal... oh fuck." Who knew membrane-bound slimy goopiness could feel this good. The slime is... oddly pretty in her own way,...
(OOC: Damn. May the incest fest continue. I gotta say, I've been enjoying the "descent of Alicia Lane" arc.)
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