The growl drew the Draenei's attention and she could not help the warm smile that bloomed at the sight of the lean druid staring so openly at her ass. She arched her back to push the delectable round flesh out to him but only for a moment. She knew that Iylldrraen had limits and it would not do to provoke him into action when they had business of such importance to attend. She did however return the favour when she began to dress. She moved with mechanical efficiency, dressing without really giving it a conscious though and all the while she ogled him appreciatively. That her gaze made him show off by flexing only broke the sexual tension when he reduced her to a fit of melodic giggles.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Thank you."</span>she spoke softly when he handed her the vial. His touch sent a fierce throbbing pulse through her that almost broke her resolve to focus on the task at hand. The way that he looked at her and the gentle touch were a killer combination. Her breathing quickened and her nostrils flared cutely with every breath she took. She was trying to stave off her desires but the deep breaths only served to draw the smells of sex and his wild, male aroma in. With quick practiced motions, she unstopped and drank the two flasks. The effects were immediate and Aelena could not help but wonder what fun could be had with a few of those to keep them both going. Still, with great reluctance such thoughts were pushed aside. There was work to be done and she followed the druid, easily matching his brick pace.<br/><br/>It was not until she stood before Rivern that she thought of how she must look... and smell. Her hands combed through her long dark hair and she fidgeted with her armor. She felt like a little girl again under his knowing stare and despite how formidable she was she shrunk somewhat until his gaze shifted away from her. Her lover's sly wink did not help her composure and she was grateful for the fact that in her shifted form Iylldrraen could not see her blush. She padded over the stand next to the druid to be adorned with all the extras to make the disguise work. She shifts from paw to paw in anticipation of what was to come. Battle always made her feel alive and she wanted things to be over so that she could 'congratulate' the feral druid.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>