The desire shared between the two, under the protection of Lolth's darkness, was fueled by their own lust and desires of their wanting bodies- Vorn had never experienced a woman before, besides slaves captured, so worshiping the beautiful dark flesh that was this Drow was a new experience, yet his goal was to please. He placed his hands on her breasts as their tongue's fought for dominance, both aggressive in their union. Small sparks flew from his finger, instead of pain causing pleasure to course through her body, morphing it into one that Vorn would take no end of pleasure in.<br/><br/>There would never be one that would match the desire that Vorn felt for this Priestess. She strung cords that he didn't know existed, as he did her.<br/><br/>Her hands tangled in his white locks as her body became erect, sweat beginning to rise and gooseflesh covering where he touched. It satisified a primal feeling in his body, that he was bringing this woman to such euphoria, and he had only begun. As she begged for more, Vorn gave a grin before giving her nipple a gentle bite and tug, before doing so to the other one, changing which dark bit of flesh he teased over the course of a minute. His finger was then joined with another, two fingers massaging her inner depths and feeling for her weak spots in their coupling.<br/><br/>He wanted to bring her to heights no other male could bring her, to satisfy her so that no other male could. His fingers would leave her wet, wanting hole, as he moved away from her hands, nestling his head between her marble thighs. He gave a gentle blow on her nether lips, the dark flesh tempting him to enter, but also to taste, as he spoke only one sentence. "<b>Allow me to please you, <i>Bwael ilharess (Great Matron). "</i></b>He said, before diving his tongue into her core, savoring her taste as if a starving man at a buffet or a dehydrated man at an oasis. It was ambrosia, divine, and he wanted<i> more</i>.<br/><br/>His tongue swirled within her depths, drowning him in her taste, her scent, what was unmistakably her. His goal, his aim, to make her reach climax, before he even began the coupling. It would make the union all the sweeter, but for now he simply savored pleasing the matron as the two mated like animals in the shadow of Lolth.