Translations:Codex: Stolen Goods/18/en

Eshe released her grip on one of her victim’s arms, but its owner’s panicked flapping didn’t do much to help him as a furred hand ran under his cloak and all along his body. “C’mon you’ve gotta be hiding more than that purse,” she said, voice thick with a distinct suubi accent, running her hand along one of the harpy’s plush thighs, “So why don’t you just fess up and I-” Eshe’s voice caught and her eyes went wide when her hand brushed against a warm bulge in Feren’s pants, her paw-like fingers lingering there for a moment before a smirk appeared on her face, “Well, well, what do we have here?”