While this moment was about the two elven lovers, Tae'lo'ren enjoyed being Elariel's prey. Each of her fierce, forceful thrusts tore a guttural grunt from the hunter, firm, immovable elven hands clutching to the lady-elf's writhing, bucking thighs. All of the other elves could have walked in on them and Tae'lo'ren would have never noticed, each of his senses fixed upon Elariel and her squealing, mewling form, unable, no, unwilling to attend to anything else. Those keen hunter's senses were forced to attend to a new reality, however, the reality where Elariel's orgasm existed. Tae'lo'ren was seldom ever surprised by anything in this world, but the sudden tensing of Elariel's body had him wide-eyed. At first he thought something had happened to her to harm her, for she remained still, slightly trembling, then her whole body began to clench, her fingers suddenly digging into his chest. He felt her hot, slick, silky walls close around his swollen, veiny shaft, tighter and tighter, and Tae'lo'ren actually lurched up a bit from the ground due to the sudden combination of pleasure and pain, alarmed that she may just squeeze his dick right off of his body.<br/><br/>Elariel's soft moaning was quickly accompanied by Tae'lo'ren's, their panting synchronizing as her orgasm subsided. He could feel Elariel's warm fluids dribbling out of her, down his shaft and coating his crotch. The hunter's moans grew to chuckling as he felt those soft lips of Elariel's tenderly dancing along his warm, slick skin. A slight groan of protest escaped the hunter's mouth as he felt the elven mage's hips shifting and rising, believing she was finished. The potent, musky scent of her fluids and sweat elicited a primal state from the hunter, and in a moment he was turning the elf-lady onto her back, pinning her and growling seductively as their eyes locked. “Just where do you think you're going?”<br/><br/>Pulling away, slipping his sloppy, swollen shaft from her dripping slit, his body quickly descended along her warm, slick body. Before Elariel could truly miss that elven shaft she had a wild, wiggling elven tongue fiercely lapping at the mingled sweat and fluid coating her slit. His face then mashed hard against her crotch, his tongue darting deep inside her pussy, smearing her scent all over his face as his tongue squirmed and rolled around inside her. She was delicious, such a tangy-sweet flavor and scent, Tae'lo'ren felt that he could track her through all of Silverymoon if necessary.<br/><br/>His tongue didn't push too hard, though, knowing how tender and sensitive Elariel was now. Instead, once he had had his fill of her flavor his body pulled back again, ascending her body, hooking her legs against his shoulders in the process, and pinning the squirming elf underneath him. He needed no assistance as his throbbing shaft shoved between those slick, silky folds of her slit, burying itself fully in one firm thrust. “Mmm, round two?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>