Kate sat up next to Trey; she opened the silk robe that covered his scared chest. The dark bruises were barely visible. The mage learned that elves heaedl faster than kits and humans. She looked at him not as a patent that needed healing but as her lover. Kate wanted to remove the collar that help back his pheromones and magical talents. His heartbeat was slow and his breathing was relaxed. His eyes looked at her without fear that faded over the last few weeks. She  glided her delicate hands over his shoulders as she kissed his collarbone below the thick leather collar. Kate felt him take a deep breath as she kissed him over his chest and stomach. Her fingertips softly moved over his sides. She saw his manhood become fuller and smiled. Kate scooted down over his thighs. She held her tail and use the tip of her tail over his stomach and stopped above his shaft. The mage watched his eyes fixed on her and his breathing rises and falls deeply.<br/><br/>Kate massages his unblemished inner thighs. "I wish I could tell you not to hold back. I promise there will be a time we will mate. Trey, take my hands and show me how to give you pleasure. I don't want to hurt you."<br/><br/>She looked at her nails and kept then short to play the lute and pianoforte. She balled her finger and rubbed the tip with her thumbs. His hand shook as they held hers.<br/><br/>"Is alright. Breath and guide my hands."