Bianka'a own heart harried the cage of her ribs relentlessly as the elf took her hand. The human girl was almost in a trance as she was led along to bed,  her own hands soft in touch and grip but were firmed from work and hardship. Her eyes lingered on every aspect of the elf,  taking in her eyes,  the pretty smile that she rarely showed,  the perky bust and the taut skin of her stomach. Despite ll the physical attraction though somehing else drew her to the elf and made the dampness between her thighs grow....and were her eyes tricking her?  She swore she saw moistture between the thin legs.<br/><br/>Bianka paused just before the bed,  watching the elf lay down,  appreciating the pale skin and the way the sheets frames the tight body. " would she mind if I removed my top....she is so free with her beauty....I just want to see if she would mind...." the thoug echoed through her head and slowly she reached for them hem of her shirt and drew the fabric overhead,  the coarse fabric scratching across her hard,  pink nipples and making her hips wriggle as she threw the shirt on the ground. Her large breasts bounced free of their confines,  large and proudly high on her chest in her youth,  though the more-than-handful mounds were not as perky as the elven flesh she desired.<br/><br/>She blushed and obeyed the elf though,  not giving much time for protest as she crawled in besides the elf,  used to such a coarse fabric. Her breathing was heavy and nervous,  and she seemed reluctant or rather lost at what to do. She wanted to obey the elf as something compelled her to do but...after a moments hesitation Talkana would feel a warm, soft human arm wrap around her,  the forearm pressing against the crook the small of her back formed. Bianka wouldn't move her eyes from Tali's though, but she did speak up. " Thank you for the kind offer,  Taliana. This is much better than the floor. Not protesting that decision though. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>