<b>Beldabar's Rest</b><br/><br/>As Ixana backs towards the bed, Nock is pushed along with until he finds himself squeezed between her and the bed.  As her silk covered ass presses into his face his hands.  He reaches up under the silk, his small but skilled fingers squeezing the smooth skin of the most perfect ass he had ever laid eyes upon.  He felt her grip his vest, he looks up, half expecting to have his ears boxed for his audacity.  Instead she breathlessly invites him to join her on the bed.  He swallows once then nods, though he is in no real position to make the leap.<br/><br/>Ivan releases her wrists, more interested in those magnificent breasts, he strokes them lightly, skillfully tracing fingers from the outer swell, the heavy undersides, then up over her nipples.  Only then does he touch them more firmly, possessively even.  He has seen that look of passion many times, though rarely as easily, and never in the presence of a gnome.  But what the hell, there is a first time for everything.  He released her breasts as she put an arm around him, her own need and possessiveness was quite a turn on.