Ursalo could not help but to laugh, charmed by Jera's excitement and delight. He hadnt thought an elf could find beauty or pleasure in his form, he knew how they hated everything that was different from them. Either Ursalo was mistaken or Jera was a lovely exception to the rule.<br/><br/>His laughter turned into a pleasured sigh as Jera brushed against him, their cocks gliding into a deliciously wet slide. Ursalo's snakes coiled ever tighter around Jera, keeping the elf close as their bodies writhed together. It was fun for the moment, but the demon was feeling impatient after all the foreplay on the dance floor.<br/><br/>His cool palms glided over Jera's back, he noted its scarred texture but had more pressing matters at hand, like grasping great handfuls of Jera's ass and lifting the elf off his feet.<br/><br/>Ursalo grinned as he carried his conquest to the modest bed. He laid him down and wasted no time in showing Jera exactly how flexible he could be.