"Oh I think every inch of you is quite glorious, Prince Cyne." She replied, emphasizing one word with a clench around him as she spoke, running her fingertips lightly through his hair, her fingernails raking lightly over his scalp, as if she were scratching a kitten's chin to make it purr for her. "You are here as my guest, but I think being my plaything is an added perk." Elara added with a rich chuckle as she continued to slowly increase the pace of her movements. As her hips shifting rhythm moved faster, she felt, rather than saw, Cyne's mouth lower to her breasts and play with her nipples. Her lips parted in arousal as actual heat, desire pulsed through her core from his attention on her breasts.<br/><br/>"You do know how to play a little, don't you?" She asked in a low whisper, her normal teeth raking along his earlobe, her breathing coming in pants as she reached down to hold her balance with her palms on his thighs gently. "There's only a few things I can do to you in the tub without risking drowning you... but another time, I will make you bite the pillows in an attempt to keep quiet, Cyne. I promise you that." Elara murmured, her movements growing harder, faster, more insistent.