Aine felt the Draenei's legs shift about her shoulders and she lowered her head, letting them  squeeze tight and keep her in place but refusing to move from her favorable position between them for even a second.  With the same enthusiastic abandon she devoured Anara's throbbing blue sex, moaning softly against it in empathetic pleasure as the Draenei quivered, moaned and panted above her. The complaints about unfairness did little to stop the elf from forcing waves of pleasure up the blue skinned woman's spine, and if anything the perceived closeness of the mage's first orgasm only made Aine try harder and harder to force it out of the woman before the moment could be ruined.<br/><br/>Her deft tongue continued to assault the woman's engorged folds in between skillful laps at her excited little clit. She drew mostly random patterns as she saw fit, sometimes zagging between them and others flicking straight up through them to tease at Anara's needy entrance. She continued like this for some time but as soon as the Draenei began to tremble and shake and those lovely blue thighs drew tighter around her the elf shifted up onto  her elbows and prepared to give Anara an orgasm she would not soon forget.<br/><br/>The hand on the woman's stomach skipped down along the smooth expanse until it came to rest on her bare mons, the thumb stretching out until it brushed against the Draenei's little blue nub. She rubbed quick circles around it, breaking into an even faster side-to-side motion in between the ministrations while her other hand crept beneath her own body and found its way between Anara's legs. The elf upturned her palm and carefully slipped two digits inside of the Draenei, skillfully curving them upward before rubbing vigorously back and forth against the roof of the woman's soaking sex. Her curled digits searched for the rough, spongy space among otherwise smooth, silky walls and she assailed it without mercy, grinding against it hard while her thumb worked its magic atop Anara's sex.<br/><br/>While all of this happened Aine simply grinned up at the woman, her sharp canines pressing down into the thick flesh of her bottom lip. “Now there's only one question left. Do you get messy or are you a quiet one?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>