Quite familiar with Elariel's sensual, sexual behaviors, Tae'loren immediately began to pump her, extending his powerful legs further back to support his weight. Slipping one hand up and under her neck, the other sliding down to brace her sensually-curved lower back and supple rump, his hips began to pivot and buck, slowly pumping her warm, slick slit with inch after inch of turgid, throbbing Night elf cock. His hips instinctively angled in such a way that the bulbous tip of his cock drug along her frontal vaginal wall, grazing her most sensitive spot as much as possible, finishing each thrust with a sharp jab with his crotch against hers to smack at her clit.<br/><br/>Even with Elariel writhing and pleading, Tae'loren wanted to take his time with her. He knew she enjoyed being teased, to a point, and that once his cock was inside her, once they were united again, she seemed to find contentment. He maintained a smooth, steady piston motion, rocking his body against hers, just now realizing that he hadn't even bothered to strip her, feeling her stocking-clad legs resting on his thighs, the lacy open-crotch panties grazing his crotch, contrary to the soft tickling caresses of her pubic curls. The soft clap of their crotches constantly filled the room, the hunter's effort to further excite his naughty mage lover.<br/><br/>He didn't stop when he heard her passionate 'I love you', but rather pulled his head up and pressed his lips firmly, fiercely against hers. His hold on her body tightened just a bit as their kissed deepened, his tongue whipping around in her mouth, slurping at her saliva and sliding against her tongue. For the moment, his only response was to moan into her mouth and increase the pace of his thrusting, to let her know he knew she loved him and that he loved her, too. Finally he did need to break their kiss for air, but still craved to taste her face, kissing her nose, her cheeks, her chin. He pressed his forehead against hers, panting out the words he knew she wanted to hear, but also the words he wanted to give her. "And I...love you...too...Elariel..." Tae'loren discovered he enjoyed telling his Blood elf mage lover that he loved her.<br/><br/>"I...love you...Elariel..." As he said the words again he was spurred, allowing his knees to rest on the groaning bed, allowing his hips to drive firmly against her hips, their slick, warm crotches crashing together as the hunter yearned to show the mage just how much he loved her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>