Tyrande reached up to cup Crimzon's cheek gently and smiled.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i know, but if i hurt you too much it will destroy our relationship... i would rather go another ten thousand years without sex then harm you. dear, your so strong that i don't think i will hurt you while in my right mind, but it soothes my nerves to know that you will defend yourself."</span>she returned the kiss and then purred softly, her tongue meeting Crimzon's.<span style="color: #5900b3">"its hard to be patient... the damn has cracked and everything i have been denied wants to rush out in a flood. but you give me the strength to hold it back. i can't help it, i am supposed to take care of you, not hurt you."</span><br/><br/>Zelina nodded and smiled.<span style="color: #b30000"> "fair enough, i suppose the wings explain it just as easily. but i know i can't wander about in my true form, they would flip out." </span>she stood up as well to get the Elven girl into her stroller and then smiled to Elerona.<span style="color: #b30000">"that sounds good. strange as it may seem their lust is very pure."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>