FFFfffffff!!! I'd written out a whole little blurb for this, and accidentally refreshed the page before submitting! Oh well, here we go again.

Morria cast a gentle sideways glance towards the door that had just swung open. A rather tipsy (albeit handsome) Tieran man in a fancy black suit stood there, jaw suddenly gone slack. The last thing that the host of that night's festivities had expected was to find a gorgeous woman lying on his bed when he stumbled off to take a leak. Morria cracked into a grin, just barely showing sharp, white teeth. "Hey there... Tam, was it?" She could see the gears turning as his alcohol-addled brain tried to put a response together, but she spoke up before he even had a chance. She gave a lilting giggle, "So, it seems you have something that I want." Morria cast her head down towards her body. She'd gotten nicely dolled-up for this event. She'd even managed to impress herself. "And maybe I have something..." She made quite a show as she slid her paw down her leg, and ran her fingers through the silky-smooth white fur, working her way slowly up her thigh, bringing the hem of her dress along with it. "Something that you might want?" The stunned, lustful look in the Tieran's eyes told her that she'd already won. She gave another light giggle. "Maybe we can trade?" She stuck just the slightest sliver of pink tongue out for effect. It was such a shame that this was just a business trip. The poor fool would never get his part of the bargain.

Morria doing very Morria-y things to poor, unsuspecting, and very influential rich people. In situations like this with Morria, the question isn't "Will I score, or will I not?", it's "Will I live, or will I die?"! Being the subject of this type of "affection" from Morria is never a good thing.

Art @  mayocat. I gave her free reign with clothing, pose, etc. for this commission, and this is the result! It was quite a pleasant surprise!

S'ahl, Tierans, and all related concepts are @ me. Please be awesome-type people and respect that!