Let’s move locations to something a little less breezy

Your starting to feel just a little lonely up on you improvised throne. Then you get an idea. Waisting no time you cast your most powerful spell using your still active ritual circle you create your pocket world. Your also create a massive portal above your gathered companions and draw it down over you all.

In a blink of light you are now in the grand hall of your new castle. Originally the castle of the ice elves, the smithy of Ignar, and the tower of Bonius the buildings have been joined and blinded into a massive fortification. You will need to get out and check the place from the air. Going by the look of the great hall you imagine this place will be truly impressive.

Looking around you notice that rather than the usual benches there are several clusters of comfortable chairs in several styles. “Everyone, please find a seat and make yourself comfortable.” As everyone begins to settle you look for two faces. The statuesque beauty Meili is quickly spotted though the green short-stack Grix takes slightly longer to spot. “Meili, Grix. You both have wished to be mine to be kept safe and chaired fore.” You move to the raised shallow bowl lined with cushions and pillows. Not exactly a thrown of gold and gyms but much more comfortable to your companions. Leaping from the mass of Dragonite you land in the bed thrown coiling your body into the shallow depression. “Come my concubines, join me.”

The two women only hesitate briefly. Then the saunter to you. Grix has to jump slightly then rolls over your coils to fetch up against your stomach your middle leg shifting to wrap possessively over her. As she squirms to get a more comfortable position simultaneously rubbing her body against you you come to a decision. One of your sexier companions is always going to be on “Thrown duty” that being to be ready you be wrapped on your grasp and be a sexy ornament/ accessory while you are on your throne. A certain space princesses metal outfit comes to mind just without the chain or collar. Maybe a nice tourq instead that could look quite nice.

While Grix is getting herself situated tucked in among your legs and fur, Meili is trying to figure out a more refined option. You spread your forelegs and become her closer. The young woman takes the, admittedly not ver subtle, hint and allows herself to be drawn in reclining against your chest with your forearms and hand paws tastefully wrapping over her waist and legs. Somehow she manages to make the position look both elegant and erotic.

Not to be outdone Sephillia chooses to join you as well sprawling herself over your lower legs and the base of your tails. She seems more interested in rubbing herself against you rather than actually getting comfortable until you wrap a tail around her and gently begin to work her deamonic body with rippling squeezes like a stress ball. She seems to also find this quite enjoyable. With everyone finding seating and a greater degree of comfort over standing around a mountain valley you can now resume introductions.