Got a M/F smut scene for you tonight! Includes some domineering roleplay. No major plot points for skippers, some chat about dungeon management.
SOMEWHAT EARLIER THAT EVENING
That evening Trush was relaxing in his new apartment, marveling at the fact that he wasn't tending to his bruises. Normally, fighting even half as many spars in a single day, let alone against such dangerous opponents, would have left him sore for the next few days. Now? Despite the fact that he had never died and needed respawning, his body was still as fresh as it had been that morning. In the future, a few months or years down the line, he might really rely on that fact if he ever needed to start fighting multiple parties a day. For now? It just meant that it was well past 'business hours' and he barely felt tired, containing an energy he hadn't felt even when he was a young orcish man.
Just as he was wondering if perhaps he should do a little more solo training in his personal armory, a knock tapped itself out on his door. Even before he called out, he realized that he could sense who it was on the other side waiting for him. "Worthy? That, uh...you swinging by after all, eh?"
The door remains closed as the dungeon master simply teleports her avatar inside, and she gives the Knight a grin. "You doubted me? I like that nervous tone in your voice, though. Tells me I've already established dominance before we've even started. We'll see if I can keep that going."
Trush swells his chest as he responds, attempting to restore some dignity to his tone and reputation. "Well, easy on, now. You may have claimed your title as queen of one arena, but up here it's another matter entirely."
"Is it, now? Had to beat off Taly just to get here tonight, so I think that earns me some extra credit."
That admission mostly serves to confuse the man. "Taly? ...Lass did seem a bit upset after the fight earlier, didn't she? Something I should know about, there?"
Xenia sighs, deciding now's as good a time as any to lay things out. "I'll be honest, normally I wouldn't move this fast. Well, 'normal' being a relative term...Lollyp and I basically met in a hookup, and I guess Taly and I only waited like...was it even a week before we partied with the Churchies? Fuck, alright, maybe I do move a little fast." She shakes her head, refocusing. "Anyways, point was, Taly's got her eye on you too, and I basically had to beat her to it." She raises her hands, interrupting Trush before he can respond. "Not that I'm claiming this as an exclusive thing. I mean...hell, I just mentioned I've been with both Lollyp and Taly, so that probably gives you an idea of how things go around here. Is uh...all that alright with you, though?"
Trush grins his usual orcish grin as he considers the situation. "Am I upset about the fact that multiple beautiful women, both of them incredible fighters, are fighting over the right to be the first to bed me? Hrmm...let me think about that for a moment." He rubs his chin, staring off into the distance before looking back at Xenia. "Yeah, you know, after deep consideration, I think I can live with that arrangement. Is Taly going to be upset tomorrow, though?"
The dungeon master waves the concern off. "Oh, nah, probably not. I ended up buying her off with two of your Squires for the night." She chuckles. "Hope you weren't planning on involving them tonight."
That statement is one which Trush does need a moment to actually process. "You seem to have come around fairly quickly on how you manage your monsters, then."
Claiming one of Trush's more comfortable chairs, Xenia shrugs as she leans back into it. "I mean, the math all checks out. I am the dungeon, I sense everything inside it, including most of what goes on with my monsters. I might not be completely inside their heads, but I do still sense...well, I thought I was sensing their basic emotions and stuff, like an empath, but maybe I really am just experiencing it directly. And Taly and I have been together before. So we're just being together some more...except tonight I'm using monster bodies to do it with."
"Are you, now? Learning any interesting tricks you might care to share?"
Xenia bares her teeth in a smile. "Gotta let the girl have a little private fun, Sharptongue. Though if you and Taly ask real nice, maybe I'll let the two of you borrow the Squires yourselves for a reenactment another night. But, tonight you've got me, so..." She trails off, perhaps expecting Trush to make some sly or flirty statement in return, but what she doesn't expect is for the Knight to actually just scoop her out of her chair and begin carrying her to the bedroom. "Whoa! Seems you've got me a little more literally now, huh!?"
"Just seemed to me that I ought to re-establish my dominance. And somehow, I get the feeling I won't have much trouble doing so." With a laugh he tosses the woman onto the bed, and she stares back up at him.
"Don't you think you're getting overconfident, big guy? I handled you pretty well enough a few hours ago!"
"Aye, but you see, I happen to have inside information." He leans down next to the bed, and mock-whispers into Xenia's ear. "A little slime told me you were, and I quote, a 'bratty bottom'. You might be queen of the battlefield, but maybe up here you like seeing someone else in charge, hrmm?"
"Dammit, Lolly Pop! How am I supposed to have a chance if you're spilling all my secrets!" After a bit more cursing, she refocuses again on Trush. "Alright, I won't exactly deny it, but that doesn't mean I'm taking things easy on you!"
"And I very definitely won't be taking things easy on you." With rabbit speed his hand suddenly appears around Xenia's throat, and while her fighting moves were quite effective on the battlefield, the Knight's strength is still a fair few notches above that of her avatar when it comes to a direct contest. Still, his hold is light as he leans in closer, just enough to make her aware of its presence. "My informant also told me you can take quite a bit, and I've seen some of that for myself. Now, as a dungeon spirit, I reckon you don't have much to fear from me - you could certainly teleport out of my reach at any moment, if you wanted." His hand squeezes a little tighter for a moment, before once again going loose. "The question is - do you want this?"
Xenia doesn't breathe as she looks Trush in the eyes, but then, she never had to in the first place. She does smile, however. "I want you to show me what you got, bunny boy."
"I'll take that as a yes." Releasing his hold on Xenia for a moment, the man steps away to grab up a few of the casual shirts and pants she'd made for his personal wardrobe. When he returns she plays coy somewhat, but he still easily grabs hold of one of her wrists and begins tying it up with the spare clothing. "You know, while I was investigating my new apartment, I did discover something worth making a note of. Perhaps just a wild coincidence, one never knows." Before continuing, he leans over towards one of the top bedposts and begins tying the other end of the improvised rope to it. "Not only are these beds quite solidly made, but they have quite a few decent anchor points for something like, well, just what I'm doing now."
"Huh. Sounds like something a pervert would think. Sometimes a bed is just a bed, you know." As Trush walks around to the other side of the bed she again turns away, but still doesn't put up much fight as the Knight grabs hold of her other arm and binds it in the same way. "...Not bad with how fast you tied those up, there. Seems like maybe you do this a lot, eh?"
Trush doesn't answer right away, instead walking around to the foot of the bed, and standing where Xenia can see him most easily. His response, if it does come, turns out to be one of action rather than words - his clothes begin to come off. Not in a sexy strip however, but in a very businesslike fashion. One by one, the rabbit man undoes each fastener, and when he does remove a piece of clothing he makes a point of folding it and setting it aside, barely even glancing at Xenia as he does so. Xenia very much looks back at him, however, squirming a little even as she occasionally tries to get a better look.
"What...come on! You can't tell me you actually fold your clothes up like that at night normally! Are you an orc or an accountant? Gonna get on this bed and ravish me or what?"
Trush raises an eyebrow in her direction as he removes his smallclothes, his impressive manhood coming into sight as he does so. Even then he simply stands there, practically taunting her with his mere presence. "Ravish you like an orc, should I? I hope you're not viewing me through the lens of any...unfortunate preconceptions."
Xenia freezes, like a deer caught in headlights. "Ah...no? You can ravish me like something else, if you'd rather."
"Hrmm...I would ravish you like a rabbit, I suppose, yet somehow that doesn't sound quite that impressive. So perhaps I'll need to behave as an orc does after all!" With a sudden shout he climbs onto the bed, all pretense of professional behavior gone in a moment. As Xenia shrieks in mock fear he quickly undoes her pants and pulls them off, her standard avatar fortunately being much more strippable than the one-hour version she could share with her Challenger guests. As they bunch up at her boots the man forcefully pulls each of them off and throws them aside, and in half a minute the dungeon master is lying on the bed, naked from the waist down. "Hmmm, a dungeon spirit exposed...I won't lie, I've had a fantasy or two along these lines across the years..."
"Well? Are you gonna fantasize about it...or are you gonna take it?" Xenia gives the man a wild grin, and having been sufficiently prodded, Trush grabs her hips and lifts her up before penetrating her in a single action. Were she still human the move might be a bit rougher than even she would care for, but her avatar body yields easily to the man's sudden assault, and the only sound she makes is an almost-wordless gasp as she goes from penetrated to stuffed in a mere moment. "Fuuuuck! Not...not a foreplay guy, are you?"
"I'm sorry, what part of 'ravish' involves whispering sweet nothings and gently stroking you as if you were the pet rabbit? Although perhaps you should be - with a few proper costume items, and a bit of training..." The man lifts his hips a second time, filling her again, and her first response is lost to the ether. "We orcs may have earned a reputation in the past, and many would be angry if you thought that was all there was to us..." After thrusting a third time he leans down over her and grabs her chin before whispering a far-from-sweet question in her ear. "Not me, though, not in the bedroom at any rate. Do you wish for the savage orc to take you? Make you his woman? Breed you until your body is spent?"
In one sense, hearing those words might seem rather ridiculous coming from a man with rabbit ears and pawlike hands. But the expression and the delivery of the question is all Xenia needs, and she nods as best as she can with Trush holding on to her head so. "...Do it. Show me what you'd do with...your woman."
Trush returns to an upright position, his hands gripping her waist once again. "Then so it shall be! Prepare to be used for all the value your worthless body holds, slut!" He begins to slam into her again at a rapid-fire pace...but then to his own horror, he suddenly climaxes deep inside her. He quickly recovers, trying to play off the moment, but it's too late to hide his initial expression from Xenia. "...That was just the first round, wench! Your body will be drenched in my seed before we're done!"
"Ahaha! Did your bunny bits finally catch up to you, big guy? You're definitely going to need to do better than that on round two if you're going to 'claim' me."
A brief moment of true anger passes through Trush's eyes as she laughs, but it fades quickly. "We'll see which one of us wears out first, then!" Still erect, he once again begins to fuck the dungeon master, and after a few moments he grabs at her shirt, pulling roughly at it. It does eventually tear off - with a bit of unstated support from Xenia, allowing her avatar to be modified in that way - and Trush grins as her breasts are exposed to the air, heaving with each of his thrusts. "Ah, there you are! Removed of the dignity of your clothing - just one of the many indignities you'll be receiving tonight." Before Xenia can retort again he slaps one of her breasts, and she yelps with a bit of pain.
"Ah! Brute! Taking out your...insecurities on a helpless woman!"
"As a savage would!" Rather than stopping Trush keeps it up, slapping one breast after the other, before moving on to her ass, and even occasionally to her cheeks. The hits start out fairly light, but as Trush begins to notice the lack of any sort of bruising on her skin, or even the slightest of red marks, he begins to increase the force behind the impacts. The volume of Xenia's yelps and yells goes up in sync with the sound of flesh meeting flesh, but even so Trush can still see the wild grin that appears on the woman's face whenever he goes too long without 'reminding her of her place'. It's actually one of those slaps that seems to bring her to her first climax, a shuddering release that brings Trush to his second almost immediately after.
Feeling a bit more in control, Trush's voice is more confident now as he resumes taunting her. "You feel that, slattern? My seed fills you again. Soon you will swell with my children, strong men and women to carry my name. But not yours - not the name of a whore whose only purpose is to spread her legs."
"Ah, fuck, Trush! You're - god, you're so much better at dirty talk than Lollyp is!"
Again, Trush leans over and takes hold of her head, making sure that she's staring into his eyes. "Am I? Does the slime need lessons? After I've had my fill of you, shall I move on to your other women, and show them what it means to be taken into hand?"
"Fuck! God, she'd probably love that. Do it! Fuck me, then Lollyp! And Taly! Hell, I bet Sincere'd give it a serious thought if you asked right..."
Trush snorts. "Even a demon can be easily put into their place, just like a human. And a slime would be no challenge at all. But for now, let's see again to your breeding, shall we?" With that said he returns once again to his previous pace, and with enough forceful thrusts and verbal abuse of various sorts, the pair even manage to climax a second time almost in-sync, Trush's boss-level recovery doing much to make up for his rabbit-like constitution.
As he takes a breath however, gathering his strength for another round, the Knight is surprised to see Xenia suddenly free of the binds previously securing her arms to the bed. With a flip so quick he barely even manages to see how it was done, he realizes only too late that he's now on the bottom, with Xenia straddling him. He's further briefly distracted by the sight of her breasts hanging over him, but her words catch his attention soon enough.
"Alright, that was pretty good. We should definitely do that more often...and maybe Lolly Pop and Taly would actually be into that, but we'd have to ask. But for now..." Xenia's grin goes wide, and a gleam passes through her eyes which actually manages to make the floor boss feel more than a little nervous. "...For now, it's time for Dungeon Master Momma to take charge again."
Got a M/F smut scene for you tonight! Includes some domineering roleplay. No major plot points for skippers, some chat about dungeon management.
SOMEWHAT EARLIER THAT EVENING
That evening Trush was relaxing in his new apartment, marveling at the fact that he wasn't tending to his bruises. Normally, fighting even half as many spars in a single day, let alone against such dangerous opponents, would have left him sore for the next few days. Now? Despite the fact that he had never died and needed respawning, his body was still as fresh as it had been that morning. In the future, a few months or years down the line, he might really rely on that fact if he ever needed to start fighting multiple parties a day. For now? It just meant that it was well past 'business hours' and he barely felt tired, containing an energy he hadn't felt even when he was a young orcish man.
Just as he was wondering if perhaps he should do a little more solo training in his personal armory, a knock tapped itself out on his door. Even before he called out, he realized that he could sense who it was on the other side waiting for him. "Worthy? That, uh...you swinging by after all, eh?"
The door remains closed as the dungeon master simply teleports her avatar inside, and she gives the Knight a grin. "You doubted me? I like that nervous tone in your voice, though. Tells me I've already established dominance before we've even started. We'll see if I can keep that going."
Trush swells his chest as he responds, attempting to restore some dignity to his tone and reputation. "Well, easy on, now. You may have claimed your title as queen of one arena, but up here it's another matter entirely."
"Is it, now? Had to beat off Taly just to get here tonight, so I think that earns me some extra credit."
That admission mostly serves to confuse the man. "Taly? ...Lass did seem a bit upset after the fight earlier, didn't she? Something I should know about, there?"
Xenia sighs, deciding now's as good a time as any to lay things out. "I'll be honest, normally I wouldn't move this fast. Well, 'normal' being a relative term...Lollyp and I basically met in a hookup, and I guess Taly and I only waited like...was it even a week before we partied with the Churchies? Fuck, alright, maybe I do move a little fast." She shakes her head, refocusing. "Anyways, point was, Taly's got her eye on you too, and I basically had to beat her to it." She raises her hands, interrupting Trush before he can respond. "Not that I'm claiming this as an exclusive thing. I mean...hell, I just mentioned I've been with both Lollyp and Taly, so that probably gives you an idea of how things go around here. Is uh...all that alright with you, though?"
Trush grins his usual orcish grin as he considers the situation. "Am I upset about the fact that multiple beautiful women, both of them incredible fighters, are fighting over the right to be the first to bed me? Hrmm...let me think about that for a moment." He rubs his chin, staring off into the distance before looking back at Xenia. "Yeah, you know, after deep consideration, I think I can live with that arrangement. Is Taly going to be upset tomorrow, though?"
The dungeon master waves the concern off. "Oh, nah, probably not. I ended up buying her off with two of your Squires for the night." She chuckles. "Hope you weren't planning on involving them tonight."
That statement is one which Trush does need a moment to actually process. "You seem to have come around fairly quickly on how you manage your monsters, then."
Claiming one of Trush's more comfortable chairs, Xenia shrugs as she leans back into it. "I mean, the math all checks out. I am the dungeon, I sense everything inside it, including most of what goes on with my monsters. I might not be completely inside their heads, but I do still sense...well, I thought I was sensing their basic emotions and stuff, like an empath, but maybe I really am just experiencing it directly. And Taly and I have been together before. So we're just being together some more...except tonight I'm using monster bodies to do it with."
"Are you, now? Learning any interesting tricks you might care to share?"
Xenia bares her teeth in a smile. "Gotta let the girl have a little private fun, Sharptongue. Though if you and Taly ask real nice, maybe I'll let the two of you borrow the Squires yourselves for a reenactment another night. But, tonight you've got me, so..." She trails off, perhaps expecting Trush to make some sly or flirty statement in return, but what she doesn't expect is for the Knight to actually just scoop her out of her chair and begin carrying her to the bedroom. "Whoa! Seems you've got me a little more literally now, huh!?"
"Just seemed to me that I ought to re-establish my dominance. And somehow, I get the feeling I won't have much trouble doing so." With a laugh he tosses the woman onto the bed, and she stares back up at him.
"Don't you think you're getting overconfident, big guy? I handled you pretty well enough a few hours ago!"
"Aye, but you see, I happen to have inside information." He leans down next to the bed, and mock-whispers into Xenia's ear. "A little slime told me you were, and I quote, a 'bratty bottom'. You might be queen of the battlefield, but maybe up here you like seeing someone else in charge, hrmm?"
"Dammit, Lolly Pop! How am I supposed to have a chance if you're spilling all my secrets!" After a bit more cursing, she refocuses again on Trush. "Alright, I won't exactly deny it, but that doesn't mean I'm taking things easy on you!"
"And I very definitely won't be taking things easy on you." With rabbit speed his hand suddenly appears around Xenia's throat, and while her fighting moves were quite effective on the battlefield, the Knight's strength is still a fair few notches above that of her avatar when it comes to a direct contest. Still, his hold is light as he leans in closer, just enough to make her aware of its presence. "My informant also told me you can take quite a bit, and I've seen some of that for myself. Now, as a dungeon spirit, I reckon you don't have much to fear from me - you could certainly teleport out of my reach at any moment, if you wanted." His hand squeezes a little tighter for a moment, before once again going loose. "The question is - do you want this?"
Xenia doesn't breathe as she looks Trush in the eyes, but then, she never had to in the first place. She does smile, however. "I want you to show me what you got, bunny boy."
"I'll take that as a yes." Releasing his hold on Xenia for a moment, the man steps away to grab up a few of the casual shirts and pants she'd made for his personal wardrobe. When he returns she plays coy somewhat, but he still easily grabs hold of one of her wrists and begins tying it up with the spare clothing. "You know, while I was investigating my new apartment, I did discover something worth making a note of. Perhaps just a wild coincidence, one never knows." Before continuing, he leans over towards one of the top bedposts and begins tying the other end of the improvised rope to it. "Not only are these beds quite solidly made, but they have quite a few decent anchor points for something like, well, just what I'm doing now."
"Huh. Sounds like something a pervert would think. Sometimes a bed is just a bed, you know." As Trush walks around to the other side of the bed she again turns away, but still doesn't put up much fight as the Knight grabs hold of her other arm and binds it in the same way. "...Not bad with how fast you tied those up, there. Seems like maybe you do this a lot, eh?"
Trush doesn't answer right away, instead walking around to the foot of the bed, and standing where Xenia can see him most easily. His response, if it does come, turns out to be one of action rather than words - his clothes begin to come off. Not in a sexy strip however, but in a very businesslike fashion. One by one, the rabbit man undoes each fastener, and when he does remove a piece of clothing he makes a point of folding it and setting it aside, barely even glancing at Xenia as he does so. Xenia very much looks back at him, however, squirming a little even as she occasionally tries to get a better look.
"What...come on! You can't tell me you actually fold your clothes up like that at night normally! Are you an orc or an accountant? Gonna get on this bed and ravish me or what?"
Trush raises an eyebrow in her direction as he removes his smallclothes, his impressive manhood coming into sight as he does so. Even then he simply stands there, practically taunting her with his mere presence. "Ravish you like an orc, should I? I hope you're not viewing me through the lens of any...unfortunate preconceptions."
Xenia freezes, like a deer caught in headlights. "Ah...no? You can ravish me like something else, if you'd rather."
"Hrmm...I would ravish you like a rabbit, I suppose, yet somehow that doesn't sound quite that impressive. So perhaps I'll need to behave as an orc does after all!" With a sudden shout he climbs onto the bed, all pretense of professional behavior gone in a moment. As Xenia shrieks in mock fear he quickly undoes her pants and pulls them off, her standard avatar fortunately being much more strippable than the one-hour version she could share with her Challenger guests. As they bunch up at her boots the man forcefully pulls each of them off and throws them aside, and in half a minute the dungeon master is lying on the bed, naked from the waist down. "Hmmm, a dungeon spirit exposed...I won't lie, I've had a fantasy or two along these lines across the years..."
"Well? Are you gonna fantasize about it...or are you gonna take it?" Xenia gives the man a wild grin, and having been sufficiently prodded, Trush grabs her hips and lifts her up before penetrating her in a single action. Were she still human the move might be a bit rougher than even she would care for, but her avatar body yields easily to the man's sudden assault, and the only sound she makes is an almost-wordless gasp as she goes from penetrated to stuffed in a mere moment. "Fuuuuck! Not...not a foreplay guy, are you?"
"I'm sorry, what part of 'ravish' involves whispering sweet nothings and gently stroking you as if you were the pet rabbit? Although perhaps you should be - with a few proper costume items, and a bit of training..." The man lifts his hips a second time, filling her again, and her first response is lost to the ether. "We orcs may have earned a reputation in the past, and many would be angry if you thought that was all there was to us..." After thrusting a third time he leans down over her and grabs her chin before whispering a far-from-sweet question in her ear. "Not me, though, not in the bedroom at any rate. Do you wish for the savage orc to take you? Make you his woman? Breed you until your body is spent?"
In one sense, hearing those words might seem rather ridiculous coming from a man with rabbit ears and pawlike hands. But the expression and the delivery of the question is all Xenia needs, and she nods as best as she can with Trush holding on to her head so. "...Do it. Show me what you'd do with...your woman."
Trush returns to an upright position, his hands gripping her waist once again. "Then so it shall be! Prepare to be used for all the value your worthless body holds, slut!" He begins to slam into her again at a rapid-fire pace...but then to his own horror, he suddenly climaxes deep inside her. He quickly recovers, trying to play off the moment, but it's too late to hide his initial expression from Xenia. "...That was just the first round, wench! Your body will be drenched in my seed before we're done!"
"Ahaha! Did your bunny bits finally catch up to you, big guy? You're definitely going to need to do better than that on round two if you're going to 'claim' me."
A brief moment of true anger passes through Trush's eyes as she laughs, but it fades quickly. "We'll see which one of us wears out first, then!" Still erect, he once again begins to fuck the dungeon master, and after a few moments he grabs at her shirt, pulling roughly at it. It does eventually tear off - with a bit of unstated support from Xenia, allowing her avatar to be modified in that way - and Trush grins as her breasts are exposed to the air, heaving with each of his thrusts. "Ah, there you are! Removed of the dignity of your clothing - just one of the many indignities you'll be receiving tonight." Before Xenia can retort again he slaps one of her breasts, and she yelps with a bit of pain.
"Ah! Brute! Taking out your...insecurities on a helpless woman!"
"As a savage would!" Rather than stopping Trush keeps it up, slapping one breast after the other, before moving on to her ass, and even occasionally to her cheeks. The hits start out fairly light, but as Trush begins to notice the lack of any sort of bruising on her skin, or even the slightest of red marks, he begins to increase the force behind the impacts. The volume of Xenia's yelps and yells goes up in sync with the sound of flesh meeting flesh, but even so Trush can still see the wild grin that appears on the woman's face whenever he goes too long without 'reminding her of her place'. It's actually one of those slaps that seems to bring her to her first climax, a shuddering release that brings Trush to his second almost immediately after.
Feeling a bit more in control, Trush's voice is more confident now as he resumes taunting her. "You feel that, slattern? My seed fills you again. Soon you will swell with my children, strong men and women to carry my name. But not yours - not the name of a whore whose only purpose is to spread her legs."
"Ah, fuck, Trush! You're - god, you're so much better at dirty talk than Lollyp is!"
Again, Trush leans over and takes hold of her head, making sure that she's staring into his eyes. "Am I? Does the slime need lessons? After I've had my fill of you, shall I move on to your other women, and show them what it means to be taken into hand?"
"Fuck! God, she'd probably love that. Do it! Fuck me, then Lollyp! And Taly! Hell, I bet Sincere'd give it a serious thought if you asked right..."
Trush snorts. "Even a demon can be easily put into their place, just like a human. And a slime would be no challenge at all. But for now, let's see again to your breeding, shall we?" With that said he returns once again to his previous pace, and with enough forceful thrusts and verbal abuse of various sorts, the pair even manage to climax a second time almost in-sync, Trush's boss-level recovery doing much to make up for his rabbit-like constitution.
As he takes a breath however, gathering his strength for another round, the Knight is surprised to see Xenia suddenly free of the binds previously securing her arms to the bed. With a flip so quick he barely even manages to see how it was done, he realizes only too late that he's now on the bottom, with Xenia straddling him. He's further briefly distracted by the sight of her breasts hanging over him, but her words catch his attention soon enough.
"Alright, that was pretty good. We should definitely do that more often...and maybe Lolly Pop and Taly would actually be into that, but we'd have to ask. But for now..." Xenia's grin goes wide, and a gleam passes through her eyes which actually manages to make the floor boss feel more than a little nervous. "...For now, it's time for Dungeon Master Momma to take charge again."
