Kalith melts as soon as she feels the fingers on her chin. Her word spins and she certainly at least feels some form of warmth as their kiss starts once more and deepens. Her tongue seeks lithelle's and twines with the muscle as they fall together in a pile of bronzen and gray flesh. The Dunmer didn't even care about her own 'difference' now , she was clearly aroused and it had indeed been many a year since she had been intimately with something that wasn't her own hand. The thought of being with the Bosmer thrilled Kalith almost as much as the crimson blood on her chin had and it set her body into a sensual pose atop the other elf , kissing her deeply and letting her tongue explore the foreign mouth. The gray-skinned elf moaned, her cool hands traveling along the warm flesh of her friend's face as she felt the distinct heat moving along her back, fingers. The attention made her shiver, the difference in temperature making her roll her eyes in the back of her head almost. It had been far too long and she wasn't even sure if she'd last through foreplay at this rate.<br/><br/>That thought spurred her on in an effort to at least push the Wood Elf to the same point. Her hands move to her friend's breasts, cupping them through the thin cloth and 'weighing ' them before gently rolling the orbs. As the kiss broke she simply panted and went back for more, her soft , cool lips meeting Lithelle's once more as if she'd never even heard it. The question had made the Dunmer almost jump out of her skin but as she quenched the future line of questions with a kiss she pinched one of the Bosmer's nipples through her shirt, tweaking it with lissom fingers her her probing muscle pushed farther into Lithelle's mouth and sought to curl around and toy with her friend's. Kalith missed this passion this heat she felt and this was the first time she'd felt alive in years. Her heart beat furiously despite its usual deadness and her member throbbed with need and as her hips met Lithelle's and her middle came to rest between the Wood elf's thighs it would be quite obvious just how excited Kaith was. Her turgid length was pressed against her own mons by her undergarments and the somewhat warmer length was pressed against Lithelle's crotch, insistently hard through the cloth dress and panties that kalith wore.<br/><br/>The Dunmer moaned through the kiss as she felt Lithelle under her own heat and bucked her hips hard once , to get the point of her arousal across her body rocking Lithelle's smaller from and her hands insistently kneading the small orbs of her partner through the cloth, her palms moving from gentle to rough in their circular motions against the breast.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>