Yes.

"...I'll..." Her voice is quavering, tiny, "..I'll...suck in exchange..." Not quite what you were going for but it's a good start. Hm...I don't know...You'd better be pretty fantastic with that mouth of yours or else... You let it hang, stroking her slit a little harder and drawing a delightful gasp from the conflicted priestess. "I-I am. F-fantastic, I mean."

Oh. Ok then. And how would you know? "Could you p-please just do it?" Alright, alright, alright-moving in the right direction: Getting her to ask for it. You want me to thrust into your mouth? She gives a small nod, diligently not looking at you or the sky. I think I'd rather hear your credentials first. She gives you an angry glare, opening her mouth for a comeback that dies on her lips as you slide up and down between her nether lips, giving her pearl little nudges to coax it from its hood. "Ngh! Ok! ok...I...the priests at the temple...they don't have the same connection we do to Anari. T-they do...dirty things with eachother..." OoooK Dana, getting a little off topic. Back to the part about what they do to you.

"They're responsible for managing the day-to-day affairs at the temple. Cooking, cleaning, rep-Ah! Ah...t-teaching the ah-acolytes martial arts..." And I'm guessing that wasn't your strong-suit? Her snarl switches to a whimper as you ease just inside, gently probing the entrance to her depths. "N-no. I was one of the worst students. I'm just not strong enough for th-Ah! Ah! Ok, ok...The martial trainer made me suck him so he'd tell the council I was progressing!" The last part came out in a rush as she shook with shame.

Oh...you poor girl. Regretting not passing those martial lessons honestly huh? You give her rosebud a poke and she gives a startled squeak and a vigorous nod. Your vine between her legs is drenched in sweet-smelling fluid and you trail a few roots across her mound, tasting her. God she's just so delicious. You're having a hard time wrapping your mind around how you got to this situation but you intend to take full advantage. Letting your feathery roots take over on her pussy you raise the soaked vine to her lips, waving back in forth in front of her face like an enraptured snake. Time to pay up sweetheart. She swallows hard, wrinkling her nose at her own aroma, before hesitantly opening her lips. You bask in the glorious warmth as you slide yourself into her beautiful mouth...