A sigh of contentment slipped from the hunter's lips as Elariel's delicate fingers traced over his skin, soothing his injuries with her tender touch and the healing salve. His eyes closed and he smiled, believing for a moment that it was simply her proximity and her affection that eased the pain from his body. She really did care for him, and he realized that what was between them could easily progress if they both allowed it to. His arms slid around her hips, fingers clasping together just above that perky butt of hers, gazing up at his adversary-turned-lover.<br/><br/>He realized that he was at her mercy, and surprisingly, didn't mind at all. As her delicate fingers traced his skin, he leaned into them, smiling and sighing at her touch, to feel her fingers gliding over his skin. When the caressed his lips his eyes locked intently with hers as he pressed his lips to her fingers. Tae'loren couldn't fight the unusual feeling that overwhelmed him, though, as Elariel was the one to hover over him, drawing him to her; normally for the hunter, it was always the other way around. He did not impede her, though, knowing that she meant him no harm.<br/><br/>She had Tae'loren's body trembling with her touch, the way she playfully scolded him, the way her sensual body hovered over his, beckoning to him, taunting him to act on his desires. He couldn't though; they were to move out today, which meant one of her colleagues could open the door at any moment. This disrupted his bliss, realizing that the two played a very dangerous game together. His eyes hardened slightly, not at Elariel, but at the situation, at her colleagues, at where he must lead them and how he could best protect them.<br/><br/>“Today I will lead us just outside Wildhammer Stronghold; I have an...ally there who can help us.” Tae'loren maintained his tender hold on Elariel before she pulled away, assuring her that he meant them no harm by leading them so close to Alliance territory. “From there, into Black Temple.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>