Tarrok brought her down with the ease and familiarity of over a decade of intimacy. Harder, faster as she reached her peak of ecstasy. Slower, more languid strokes as her strength began to waver. Hold her tight, catch her as she falls and let her know he'd always be their for her.<br/><br/>He whispered to answer her earlier moans. How much he loved knowing he made her happy. How grateful he was to have her in his life. Gently caressed her silky skin, over her shoulders and her bared chest.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"How do trees live if they don't talk and stuff?"</span>Sage blinked. She wasn't so sure how that made sense. Daikon said it, though, so it must have had something to it. When he lied, he didn't sound so matter of fact about something.<br/><br/>Maybe this was the sort of thing dad meant when he said she needed to think things through more. Stuff happened that she didn't mean, and then things happened she didn't even see. Pretty sure she still liked her brother more than the tree. Even if he did fart on pillows and give her ear loogies.