Spoken with enthusiasm. Birch stands up in front of her. Instructing his vines to lift her a bit higher he angles her just so. Stepping beneath her a hand fondles a breast while he sucks on the other. That enzyme dancing against her nipple as his root extends from his body.

It presses up against her lubricated sex, pauses there for a moment as he allows her heat to tease them both then that flexible root presses firmly inside her. Once he fills her it begins whipping around inside her with the dexterity found in a boneless finger rather than stiff rod.

Yet that root is firm as well battling against the interior muscles of her sex.

She moans and smiles.

When she moans out her appreciation that root goes wild inside her. Seeking out those places more often when he picks up on her reactions. Hands close around those orbs their flesh popping out between his fingers.

His tongue roams over her nipple. She can feel him throb. That root delivers a payload of nectar deep inside her filling her up as with each throb more of himself is deposited inside her. Their juices mixing then they get vacuumed up inside that root as he feasts on her. His enzyme combining with those juices making them semi solid and easier for him to vacuum up.

“That taste. It's unlike any I've had before.” Stopping only briefly enough of their juices remain to keep her wet as he begins the cycle all over again this time at a slower pace.

"Succubus taste.."

Birch had never tasted anyone but humans so he assumed that they would all taste the same. That powerful root drew out of her. Juices and nectar spilling out of her rolling down her legs and the ground beneath. Making a bit of a gesture those vines maneuver her so that she's parallel to the ground.

Suspended over it at his waist height it's as if she's laying down on a mattress instead of suspended by those vines. Vines that tighten pulling her legs and arms wide apart.

“So does it mean that you want more?” Stepping back up Birch doesn't wait for an answer. Two of his fingers press inside her. His other hand drops on her breast giving it a bit of a squeeze as he plays with her.

"Absolutely..."

With that confirmation his fingers pick up speed as they thrust into that wet hole. They twist to the right. Then left as if he's turning a dial. Getting use to her body while he simultaneously explores it.

That breast beneath his grasp is squeezed and played with. A rough palm scrapping up against her hard nipple as he rolls his palm against it. Soon a vine joins in. Coiling around her other breast it too squeezes and relaxes against the meat of her bosom.

After a few lengthy moments his fingers depart from her flower. Touching her lips he smears her own nectar against them as Birch now rubs her there.

Vines keep her legs spread open as he steps back up to her. His root extending as it played with the folds of her sex. “Ready for round two?”

"Yes, but first...I've had my eye on this Sayaka girl. Want to try her out?"

That gives him pause. Not that he's against that though he gestures around himself at the jungle. “Sure. Though I am rather limited. You were on the fringe of the jungle. Only once have I left the jungle making a quick jaunt to snatch a lovely student at the beach that was alone and close enough to the terrain.

“However, if you lure her close enough I could easily snare her.” The vines loosen on her carefully setting her on her ass before retracting as he considers this. It has been awhile since he teamed up with another. Typically Slarr and Thudd until the later died.

"Ara...Certainly."

“You'll need to take the lead here.” Birch turns his gaze toward the campus. Taking the few steps necessary he stands at the edge of the jungle. His unblinking gaze follows the structures and the students that move between them. As he regards them he tries to see what she had been looking at earlier believing that she was studying this Sayaka before he chanced upon her.

Was she the student sitting at a bench? The one reading? Or one of the many playing some kind of game on a field of grass? Or one yet to arrive.

Turning back he grins as much as his features allow. “Get her a stride or two from the jungle and I can take it from there.”

"All right! But I'll need to go now."
(Can we end)

(sure thing I'll finish us off)

He supposed he would have to wonder about the identity of the student a bit longer. That unblinking gaze returned to the succubi and he nodded.

“Very well. I will allow you to set things up in that regard. I am easy to find. Chances are I will find you if you're in the jungle.”

Birch, unlike his sometimes ally Slarr, wasn't so picky. He had his methods with connecting through the plants to locate her to some degree in the jungle. Such senses were crude, however, based on the perceptions of the vegetation locating a specific individual was difficult but not impossible as the plants had trouble telling one entity from another.

With that he fades back stepping through a tree and vanishing for the time being so she could take care of what she needs to.