The hunter's efforts became frenzied; so much so that Elariel's head began to spin with lust. His hands were roaming, grasping and clawing at her body in a way that spoke of a male starved. His lips were insistent upon her, their kiss bruising yet enticing. It was at this moment that Elariel knew that she had truly lost herself. Tae'loren could have ravaged her to his hearts content and she would do nothing to stop it. In fact, she would welcome it.<br/><br/>Then something changed. The kiss lessened in intensity if not intent, and his primal explorations turned into something more considerate. Whatever had changed within Tae'loren encouraged him to explore more than just the sexually necessary parts. The rough finger of one hand scratched against the rarely touched smoothness of her thighs. The higher his fingers climbed the more her nether regions yearned for him. He was getting closer and closer to touching her, yet he was still so far. The fabric of her robes was crumpled up between them and she felt the warm air of her room against her naked skin. The hem of her short shift was exposed and she wished that she had something more alluring on for him to see. Tae'loren's  other hand came up to stroke and caress her ears, and she knew that her underclothes wouldn't matter for long. His fingers traced the lines and curves of her ear, sending shivers all the way down to her throbbing pearl. As he caressed her ear, coaxing her to him, his other hand became more insistent, grasping her thigh and pulling it up. The growl that escaped his lips reverberated deep into her soul.<br/><br/>Elariel didn't need further instruction. The leg in Tae'loren's grasp was willingly lifted and then wrapped around him. The action exposed her upper thighs as the fabric of her shift moved and by that stage there was only a thin layer of cotton between her womanhood and his clothing. Through it all she could feel the hardness of his arousal; and then there were too many layers between them. With his body still pinning her against the wall, she wrapped her arms around her and pulled him closer. Then, using the pressure of his body to help her balance, Elariel got stretched her foot out and rested on her toes. The change of position meant that she was now settled on the shelf of his arousal, his presence making her moan for more. Elariel's hands then busied themselves with ridding him of his clothes in earnest. She eagerly loosened the items one by one and cast them irreverently onto the ground beside them.<br/><br/>The kiss they shared meant that Elariel was unable to see the glory that she had unwrapped, but at the edge of her vision she could see his dusky skin. Panting heavily she pulled herself away from the kiss, her eyes meeting his for a brief moment before looking down at where their bodies were pressed together. Her face transformed into a look of appreciative arousal, her eyes wide and her lips quirked into a half smile. She liked what she saw. When Elariel had her fill she reluctantly removed her arms from their position around his body and settled on the crumpled hem of her robes. With a shimmy she raised the fabric above her head and cast it onto the growing garment pile. She was still wearing her shift, but it would hide little. The fabric, good quality as it was, was somewhat sheer and she knew that it clung to her curves. With their bodies pressed together so Tae'loren would not be able to see it, but he would be able to feel everything but her bare skin in those places that were covered.<br/><br/>Elariel's head then angled upwards, her lips finding Tae'loren's ear lobe and capturing it. Her tongue tickled the base of his ear, tracing circles around it  before she gave it a playful nip.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>