Not long ago Iylldrraen would be able to difinitively state what was most important to him, which was the annihilation of the Fel army. Now, though, as he held his draenei lover in his arms, an embrace that seemed to separate them from the confines of this world, his purpose was to preserve this world, and equally important, to preserve the love between him and Aelena. Even after the past several hours of their fierce lovemaking, his body still craved hers, and that druid yearned for nothing else than a few more hours to hold Aelena and make love to her again and again.<br/><br/>He knew she craved the same from him as their bodies molded together once more in the soothing, steamy waters, his rigid and weathered, hers silky and sensual, wiggling gently together, interlocking their curves, so snuggly pressed together that even the steadily churning spring was challenged to find a spot to drip through between them. It was the playful wiggle of that tight, perky draenei booty of hers that almost had the druid spin the shaman about and ravage her again, which is likely what she wanted more than anything. Unfortunately for Aelena, the millenia that the druid spent engaged with the Fel armies had filled him with discipline and restraint, especially when innocent life was threatened.<br/><br/>Thankfully he did not have to remind her a second time, for he wasn't quite sure if the words would carry any finality to them. Instead, that alluring and provocative draenei rose, quivering yet managing a wicked little smile, dark nipples protruding like beacons, likely hard enough to hone a blade to razor sharpness. Elven eyes tracked every graceful movement of his lover, especially when she turned, that bouncy butt wiggling enticingly. It wasn't that it was big, no, but it was perfect for her body, fit, and perky, globes of toned flesh that definitely required two strong hands to hold. He shook himself from his fantasizing and followed Aelena into their cabin, the realization of just how frigid it was quickly becoming evident on various parts of the elf.<br/><br/>Once inside he stoked another brilliant fire so they could dry quickly, even with towels, and warm themselves for the coming journey. Once dressed and packed, the two walked briskly to Everlook and purchased extra supplies, then were off on two griffins soaring through the dream-like sky of Winterspring. Iylldrraen's eyes were seldom looking forward, always gazing back toward his lover, always with a smile or a wink.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>