It seemed like it was the Draenei was simply made to confound her, or at least that's how Aine saw it  the elf had at least expected some shyness,  a little bit of demure posturing and subtle elevation of the sexual tension between them before Aenu fully succumbed to the idea but what she got instead was so much better simply because of the fact she didn't expect it. The Kaldorei  groaned low in her throat when the curvaceous, young woman pressed close to her and she felt her thigh gently press up against the growing bulge in the crotch of her pants. It was hard to discern her size from the brief contact of course, but what Aenu felt was certainly thick, very thick and already quite hard for her.<br/><br/>All too briefly the contact lasted before Aenu missed her and pulled back with a little giggle and a teasing confirmation of the fact she knew very well what Aine was. It made the Night Elf grin and she shrugged her shoulders in a nonplussed fashion. "I have only one organ if that's what you're asking. But it's *very* eager to meet you. Oh so eager. " As she spoke, her eyes followed the alien as she retreated to the bed and her agile blue fingers tugged open the too button of her blouse to expose the round curves of the sides of her breasts. The sight alone was enough to make Aine want to drool but she kept her manners in check and instead let out an appreciative grunt as she follows her new friends beck and call and slowly walked toward the bed.<br/><br/>As she walked, the elf casually reached down to her waist and plucked her shirt up by the hem before she lifted it up overhead to expose her bare midriff to the other woman. Unlike most others she wore no undergarments and even more so unlike most women , she had the body of a woman who'd worked and fought all her life. Her shoulders are broad and strong and her arms defined but her core was slightly plush despite her obvious rigors as an adventurous sort. It was clear that a love of food and drink had preserved  the motherly flare of her hips and kept a soft curve at her belly. Her breasts were modest, far less shapely and large than the Draenei's but they were an acceptable palmful and thus all the easier to play with. Once the shirt hit the ground she was on the bed, clambering on all fours towards Aenu before playfully pouncing her and straddling her thighs, the bulge of her cock pressed squarely against what Aine assumed was the curve of her sex.<br/><br/>"Are you going to give it a little kiss too? She's the jealous sort. " Aine laughed gently, her smoky and rich voice ringing as she leaned in and kissed at Aenu's neck while her hands gently undid the last button of her shirt and tugged it open. " I bet your lips feel like silk. Both pairs. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>