Iylldrraen had heard a few stories of true love from time to time during his seemingly eternal existence, but never truly understood how it felt. All of his life he'd been trained as a guardian, a protector, one to take the welfare of others so seriously that his own personal desires were suppressed or ignored completely.  Right now though, in this blissful and perfectly euphoric moment with Aelena, he felt all of that suppressed need sated. As he held his draenei shaman lover, still by that toned, perky butt, with that slick, steamy slit still enveloping his twitching member, he felt alive. Truly alive. He felt like clay that has been amended and enriched once more. He laid atop his Aelena, his beautiful lover for long moments, just smiling, eyes vibrant and youthful.<br/><br/>He laughed with Aelena when her melodic laughter filled the room at his apology, feeling her warm, silky slick body rubbing against his, feeling those soft breasts and tender nipples brushing against his chest. Oh, how he loved her. He twitched hard at her words, even quivered with anticipation, tilting his head to affectionately rub against her soft palm and delicate fingers as they caressed his cheek, tilting further so his lips could dance along those tender digits, over every inch, across every curve. There truly was never a woman like Aelena before in the druid's life, and he knew there could never ever be another like Aelena after.<br/><br/>Reluctantly one of those strong hands of his did pull itself away from that juicy butt of hers, lifting up and burying itself under her head, sifting through that disheveled, matted, yet still smooth and silky hair of hers, drawing a few locks against her face, lowering his face to hers and sniffing slowly, licking at her neck and cheek. He'd growl hotly to her, nipping at her ear. Then he chuckled softly.<br/><br/>“I like this smell on you, Aelena; you smell like snow. Mostly sweat and sex, but a hint of snow.”<br/><br/>He stirred a bit, both hands releasing that juicy rump of hers now, rising to her shoulder level and bracing him as they slid under her silky body. He didn't lift up much, basking in the sexual warmth still emanating from the coupled lovers, but just enough so that he could stare into those brilliant eyes of hers as they spoke.<br/><br/>“I have finally found contentment when I found you, Aelena. I could live out my life perfectly content here in this room with you.”<br/><br/>That seemingly burly druid would then lean down, pressing his lips to Aelena's, caressing her lips with his, feeling their plump softness, kissing them slowly, over and over and over, not hungrily, but happily, taking pleasure in simply feeling her lips against his. He laughed softly against her lips, holding his precious lover in his arms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>