Calm the woman down.

You hold a hand in front of Eva to protect her. "Wait. Calm down. She was just having a bit of fun. Isn't that why we're all here anyway? I mean, I guess it was to find the Jewel of the Sea, but that turned out to be a lie. But we might as well make the best of it, right?" Of course, it was her who lied to begin with. She's the reason you're here.

"Hmph. I suppose," Gwyn replies. She brushes a hand back through her long white hair. "Though such a joke is rather uncouth."

As she speaks, Fang makes her way in front of you. Her head just reaches your neck. Slowly, she leans back into your arms, pressing her soft, naked, wet body against your own. While just drained moment ago, your dick twitches as it's partly squeezed between her perky cheeks. As if reacting to what's before you, it starts to rise once more, albeit slowly. It seems Fang takes notice, however, as she starts to wiggle her rump in response.

You wrap your arms around the catfolk and give her a squeeze. "To be fair, Lady Gwynevere, you are a Demon King. I'm still called that by some, and I've both allied with and fought against others. What I'm trying to say is that I know Demon Kings, and aren't they supposed to be uncouth? Or least... sinful. They do what others don't want them to do. They indulge in their desires, and take what they wish. Am I wrong?"

"... Hmph. I suppose," she repeats. This time, she looks down at her nails, unlikely to actually seek out any damages, but instead as a sort of nervous tic. "But understand this. I am the one in control here. Not you, or your bunnyfolk. Control her, lest she feel my wrath." After an awkward pause, she continues. "And as the most mighty of the Demon Kings, I am naturally the most sinful by nature."

"Oh are you?" With a challenging stare, you run a hand down Fang's overly excited body. As you brush your fingers over her erect nipple, she shudders, and as your fingers reach down past her belly button, she starts to frantically flail in your embrace, as if the impatience is overcoming her. Though you keep her tightly held by your other arm, and you press a gentle kiss to the top of her head, right between her twitching ears. "Because you did get naked, so that's something, though I've only really seen you try and kill me. I guess that's fine, but it's nowhere near what I've done."

Once again, the ocean stirs restlessly. "You have no idea what I have done, Kyle Warren."

Oops. I'm getting her angry again. Oh well. This is fun. "Do you want to tell Gwyn all we've done, Fang?" you ask. Straight after you finish your question, your hand disappears beneath the water. The moment you pet the kitty, she sinks forward and nearly slips from your grip, though of course she would never. In fact, she thrusts her ass into your groin even harder, as if to buck from behind. Her face flushes and she gasps though heated breaths.

When she regains her composure enough to speak, she looks to Gwyn with a wide smile. "Oh I d-don't know where to start--aah~! Mmm... Well, th-there have been threesomes, foursomes, uhh when does it become an orgy? Lots of those. The Trial of the Erotain. The times with the other Demon King, Lady V-V-Vaahh~! I c-can't talk like this." By the end, she starts to giggle.

Gwyn glances down with burning cheeks. "You--" She seems completely at a loss for words, witnessing such an erotic display in front of her. Not only is such a lewd act being done with incredible confidence before her, but a growing frustration rises up within her body and mind--being outdone, and being left out. "Nelli! Come."

The naked jellyfish steps right up beside her an instant. "Yes, my lady?"

With a sweep of her arms, Gwyn grabs onto Nelli, dips her down, and plants a firm kiss on her lips. A deep blue colour begins to fill up within the translucent flesh of the jellymaid, from her face, her chest, and below. There they embrace for a moment, enjoying the taste of each other's tongues, below the Demon King pulls back her lips, and gentle allows her companion to stand once more.

"Hmm." You look down to Fang, and then you bend her back forward.

Immediately, the catfolk's eyes light up with excitement. She pushes her ass right into your dick, before you can even partly line anything up.

You grab her excitable body and yank her into place. "Bad kitty," you say.

She giggles. "Aww, don't say that."