Tyl'ra heard the comment and even though she felt a little embarrassed about being caught staring she was now beyond caring. The sight of Nisha's breasts were enticing and she did not wish to keep it a secret anymore. Her hand gliding upward, showing reverence while stroking over the soft fabric. Even the softness of the flesh under the fabric excited Tyl'ra. It was so different from anything she had seen. She wanted to explore every inch but her hand slid upward further, intent on her goal.<br/><br/><br/>The Elf's eyes were drawn to her leg when Nisha's tail squeezed more tightly and caressed the skin of her leg. The sensation was strange yet welcome and adding to the heat she felt. Her attention felt pulled in so many directions between the tail that she was curious about on several levels, those bountiful breasts, and the sweet sound of encouragement that Nisha made. She opted to go back to the task she was involved in and slowly let her hand move up until her thumb graves the tender flesh at the underside of one breast. A gleeful smile lit up the savage's face when Nisha gave no protest at all. Long slender fingers moved up along the outer curve to gently squeeze the fullness of the clothed orb. Tyl'ra marvelled at the feel of the soft cloth and the firmness of the flesh beneath even as she worried that her companion would be underwhelmed by her own, smaller breasts.<br/><br/>When Nisha nuzzled into her neck, it was the Elf's turn to suck in a ragged breath. Goosebumps raised along the length of her arm at the soft, sensual and exciting gesture. Her body would not be still and squirmed even as Tyl'ra offered her encouragement by slowly kneading the flesh in her hand. The grip tightened convulsively when the light, unbearable kisses began and a little whimper filled the silence. She needed more but Nisha seemed intent to drive her mad.<br/><br/>The soft coo from the Tiefling set fire to Tyl'ra's blood  and the need worsened with the feel of hot moist breath kissing her skin. Tyl'ra had extremely sensitive ears and the words trickling hotly into them made the elf feel as though she was melting. She was nearing her breaking point. Her desire battled to overthrow her waning self-control. The battle became a rout when Nisha began to torment the Elf's ear directly. The world seemed to spin and the overwhelmed elf simply whispered "mine?" As she turned her face the the other woman. With hazy eyes that held a wicked light to them, Tyl'ra began to more deliberately toy with the flesh in her hand, her finger sliding up the trap and twist the hardened tip. "Do you really wish to be mine... Ni-sha?" She growled softly. Her head was tilted to the side as she watched Nisha's smooth face intently awaiting a response.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>