Iseniel almost allowed herself a gasp when she felt the featherlight touch of Nymiri's sharp canines against the curve of her right hip. She felt cloth tug and slowly give way but what nearly stole her breath was the furnace hot breath of the night elf as it hit the small of her back and traveled naturally down the ample curve of her plump rear. The warlock planted her feet and her toes subtly curled against the wooden floors as the underwear were slowly but surely tugged down to reveal every last inch of her pale, creamy flesh for the enraptured woman on her knees. Her position of course, only left a little bit of what Nymiri desired truly visible. Her thighs tensed as she felt the kisses along them, her pale hairless sac hanging between them. Smooth , hairless and nearly as large as a chicken's egg they suggested a virility that even most men in their prime could scarcely lay claim to and the night elf would know very well that what they suggested was no lie.<br/><br/>The Blood Elf's hands move behind her back and she casually unclasped her bra and shrugged off the crimson lace and silk with two casual dips of her shoulders. From her sides the curve of her round, heavy tits were teased before she cleared her throat once more and stepped away from Nymiri,  turning on heel so she face the woman. Her hands immediately assumed position at her hips and she stood proud and tall in from of the priestess. Her milky pale  skin was simply radiant in the light of the moons and the silvery barbells piercing her turgid pink nipples glimmered in the light as her chest heaved with each carefully controlled breath. She struck an imposing figure not unlike the head priestess of the temple and the source of her virility stood hard and proudly upward between her legs. The porcelain smooth,  pale shaft was fairly large even by night elven standards. Long and just thick enough that even Nymiri would have a little trouble grasping it at its thickest point with one hand unless she stretched her fingers almost uncomfortably. It's crown was a pale pink color not unlike that of her lips and its flared shape was already beading a pearly string of pre cum that just begged to be lapped up.<br/><br/><br/>Alonya simply watched as this all transpired , smiling wide. The demoness was certainly proud of herself , proud that with just a few suggestive touches and whispered words she had turned a shy and reserved priestess into a wanton whore. The dew collecting between the elf's thighs was evidence enough of the fact. It was enough of course to make her aroused but this moment was not about her , it was about her mistress. No matter how she partook it would be a rich meal and Alonya was perfectly happy serving on her knees right beside Nymiri.<br/><br/>Quite as her shadow, the Sayaadi moved to kneel beside the purple skinned elf, her teeth shining in the pale light of the moon. Without even uttering a word she reached upward and casually wrapped her fingers around the root of Iseniel ' s cock and leaned forward. Her black, forked tongue lapped slowly at the swollen bellend of the throbbing shaft and the succubus' dark lips wrapped around the first quarter or so of the glans just a moment later. She suckled gently , her cheeks going hollow before she let go and pulled back with an audibly wet pop, her tail slowly curling around Nymiri's waist and tugging her closer. " Are you going to let little old me  win all the favor ? I'll happily steal it all and her seed if you let me ."<br/><br/>The words weren't spoken but traded in a glance as her yellow eyes flicked outward toward Nymiri. She smiled sweetly , eyelashes fluttering coyly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>