Holding firmly to his elven lover, Tae'loren watched as Elariel seemed to move beyond their physical realm, propelled by his own orgasm, cock throbbing, cum spurting inside her, her beautiful body twitching and writhing in an effort to contain both of their orgasms. A satisfied smile crept onto the hunter's lips, happy that he'd pleased her again. For what seemed a long while, Tae'loren was able to help Elariel achieve that blissful state, briefly escaping the chaos that raged around the lovers. Hoping to prolong the sensation as long as possible, the hunter's hips continued to gently push up against her, bumping her pulsing clit with his crotch.<br/><br/>The physical world, and gravity, finally claimed her body, bearing down on her as she slumped forward, up against Tae'loren's waiting body. He'd leaned forward and up a bit, gently lowering himself with Elariel panting softly against him. Once the bed met his back his hands left her trembling hips, fingers slowly tracing paths along her sensually-curved, sweat-slicked body. He helped welcome her back to their world, their city, their room with the gentlest of touches. One hand made its way up to her head, cupping and cradling her as she nuzzled his neck.<br/><br/>He listened intently to her words, honest and endearing. He masked his surprise at the ease that they were spoken, not because he didn't love her, but because he was still struggling to understand the full depths of love. Before he could respond her lips were on his, full, succulent, aching to bond. He welcomed her lips, pressing up to her with equal affection. He would have been completely lost in their moment, had his mind not reminded him of how they met and the task of safeguarding her companions' families that still remained.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>