Nisha couldn’t notice the blush on the desert elf’s sunkissed skin but she could certainly see how uneasy and curious it made the woman feel in how the elf subtly moved and looked away for a brief moment. It was nice, even reassuring to know that she at least held some kind of charm over the woman even if it was only her body and little else. Tyl’ras’  subtle glance would leave her with quite the rewarding view of Nisha, the deep cut of her shirt leaving her small breasts to form a modest valley of cleavage that would have been quite risqué and stylish in the city but nothing short of out of place in the desert.<br/><br/>When the elf overreacts and jerks back from her touch Nisha knew for certain now just how much pull she had with her savior. Savoring the little groan-like growl that came from the strong and exotic woman in front of her the Tiefling let her draw back when she began to feel uncomfortable though unlike previously when those vicious looking axes were drawn and a threat made upon her life the Tiefling merely smiled ear to pointed ear . It was clear to her that she’d found some sort of chink in Tyl’ra’s armor and like any woman who’d grown up in a house of sin – a veritable den of ill repute she was going to exploit the sensual sway she held over the elf just like she’d learned from watching her mother’s girl’s do.<br/><br/>Raising her palms up in a gesture of surrender the half breed slowly stepped away from her rescuer and bowed her head submissively for a moment before raising it , her eyes peering into the admittedly inotixing amber depths of Tyl’ra’s own. It was a pretty shade of a common color but something about them interested Nisha and she was sure she’d have time to find out just what it was with the promise of escorted travel on the horizon.<span style="color: blue">“ I will not try to run or trick you, Tyl’ra. After all that would hardly be a way to show my gratefulness.”</span>Her voice is a little lower than it was previously, a subtle purr behind her words that put an extra , sensual weight on ‘gratefulness’ that otherwise wouldn’t be there.<br/><br/>Knowing that more talking would likely only fluster the elf more however she lowers her hands and slowly places them on hips that were just a bit wide for her slender , petite build and cocks them slightly to the right, her tail coiling languidly around her leg. Just as she had some effect on the elf the whole exotic nature of the tall, amazon-like woman also had its sway over her but she was far from fighting it at this point. That would be a waste, why not try to direct it sensually instead? With her hips cocked and hands firmly on them the Tiefling bit her lip , canines digging into the soft flesh in a almost cute manner as she looked at Tyl’ra as if suggesting that she lead when ready.<br/><br/>There was a slight flush on her cheeks and she prayed that it couldn’t be noticed, or at least mistook for being flushed from the sun but her biggest worry was the feeling of lightheadedness that came from the blood slowly flowing to a secret part of herself, one that she had thankfully taken great care to bind to her leg with delicate silk earlier or the tightness of her leathers would have easily given her away.<span style="color: blue">“Please do lead, Tyl’ra.  I’m yours to guide…”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>