Tae'loren knew the moment Elariel began to ease him backward onto his back what she intended, and for a moment, he wanted to stop her, namely because the oral pleasure she intended to administer would leave the hunter in quite the compromised position, and less important was the fact that it had been several years since he'd been intimate, and was a bit fearful that his orgasm would be premature. His mind continued to preoccupy itself with these thoughts, until his chest felt those delicate blood elf lips. While they had spent many moments kissing, the sensual sensation wasn't the same; the skin on his chest was a bit more sensitive than his lips, and her intimate touch was tantalizing and titillating.<br/><br/>The elf's tongue was still lapping at his lips, savoring the tangy-sweet flavor of this sultry female, golden eyes fixed intently upon her every movement, anticipating every kiss, every caress, those tender lips dancing further and further down his toned, rigid, trembling body. He imagined she must be hiding a smile, for every kiss caused the affected area to twitch, the toned muscle under his flesh trembling, unaccustomed to such affections. Every kiss that marked Elariel's descent along Tae'loren's body elicited a firm throb from his cock, his member equally rigid and quite swollen, several thick veins visibly traveling from head to base.<br/><br/>Though he had been watching her every move, that delicious contact of her lips pressing to his shaft forced an involuntary gasp from the hunter's lips, as well as several fierce twitches from the hunter's member. A low, steady moan rumbled from the elf's chest, up his throat, and out of his lips, hands and fingers balling slightly as he braced himself against the floor, which only lasted a few moments until Elariel's lips continued their dance along his length, working slowly from base to tip, climbing his shaft with expert ministration. Soon that hunter's hips were rising with every kiss that brought her lips closer to his head, and when they finally reached the top, claiming his tip with teasing flicks of her tongue, his hips dropped back down, another low moan escaping the hunter.<br/><br/>His pleasure was soon shifted to alarm when he felt those fingers coil around his exposed testicles, clutching them firmly, massaging them. He immediately sat up a bit, but caught himself, slowly reclining once more. Much of his focus was required to restrain himself from ending this moment of passion, but once more his body won, more so when those salacious words flitted to his ears, eliciting several more anxious throbs from the hunter's swollen shaft. He could only nodded eagerly as she began to bob on his cock, his head falling back and a loud groan filled the small cabin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>