///Mora [Ribjob] "Grind your [genitals] on her bony, bare chest." !isgenderless !istaur
You [walk] close to the fallen mora, [if (lust victory) {pausing briefly to marvel at her breath not making any fog|pausing as you wonder if she's breathing at all}]. The tattered cloth jostled by the mild breeze does her figure no favors, but as you lean in and run your [hand] across her torso, it's clear enough there's not much of a figure to be shown off. Still, the demon's emaciated form is attractively feminine, and the slight glance of her ribs through her sleeve stimulates your interest, prompting you to make rough work of the cheap linen. It tears apart easily.

The mora continues her blank stare at the snow. Her discolored skin clings to her bones, misleading any observer to how strong she can be. Your fingers slide up and down the little dips between each rib, then cup her barely-present breast, all without a reaction. At least, not from her--your body is reacting plenty. [if (isemaciatedbuild) {Maybe people see your own starved physique the same way you see hers. }]You lean in and suck on one of her nipples while kneading her chest, tasting skin without any oils or sweat, as if truly dead. While you explore her ribs with your tongue, the faint pulse inside seems to quicken.

[if (!isnakedlower) {Despite the chill, you tend to your [armor] until you bare your [genitalsdetail] to the elements. }]Eager to shake the cold, you [if (tailLeg) {twist your tail loosely between and around her legs|straddle the demon}], and press your [if (hascock) {length down|[if (hasballs) {balls and }]thighs}] on the initially frigid flesh, but with the wind blocked between the two of you, it quickly grows warmer. The mora remains limp on her side, and you lift her thin, fragile-looking arm up, taking it as leverage to pull on and slide across her ribs.

Dense fog clouds your face as you sigh in relief. Though her bones are firm, it's satisfying to squeeze on the smooth ridges.[if (silly) { This must be what they mean when they say \"ribbed for [his] pleasure.\"}] She jostles beneath you as you reach and fondle her, caressing her collar and tracing your way down the valley of her sternum before groping her breast again. Your other arm holds her own, and you pull hard on it as you roll your hips forward and back, fucking her ribs[if (hasVagina) { with your [pussy][if (isHerm) { and }]|, }][if (hasCock) {colliding your [cockhead] with the little twig you hardly believe isn't snapping}].

You release the mora's arm and push her flat on her back. adjusting your position to grind your [if (hasCock) {dick across the middle of her chest}][if (hasvagina) {[if (isHerm) {, your [clit] buzzing|[clit]}] against the bottom of her sternum}]. Her flat breasts, as malnourished as they may be, are still soft against the bones they rest on, and you grip strongly on them while riding out toward climax. It almost arrives, but eludes you, and you press on faster and more eagerly. With not a sliver of fat on her emaciated chest, your [genitalis] as close to her heart as can be, thumping against her diaphragm and forcing shallow gasps. Moaning, you finally reach release, shaking as you [if (hascock) {ejaculate onto her neck, chin, and face|squirt and wet her empty belly}].

After a deep breath, you caress her face, looking into those vacant eyes that seem utterly unfazed. You pick yourself up and [if (!isnakedlower) {[if (hasCock) {put your dick away|cover up}]|straighten out}].