Tyl'ra moaned into Nisha's hot, hard kiss. Nisha was easily the best kisser that the elf has ever experienced and it made her dizzy. The sensations of the Tiefling's lips and tongue plundering her mouth left her a panting, wanton thing and thankfully Nisha seemed glad to oblige her. The light trace if fingers and the teasing scratch of nails on her skin only made Tyl'ra whimper and writhe more. It was the perfect application of pleasure and Tyl'ra realized just how out of her league she was. It went well beyond the fact that Nisha had a hard cock grinding against her stomach. The elf was a skilled warrior, but couplings with other were always quick, rough affairs that left bruises and somewhat pleasant aches. Nisha's style of soft exploration with those skilled hands threatened to leave her reduced to a wet and mewling mess.<br/><br/>The lean muscle quivered under those hot fingers as Nisha teased over her hips and up her flat stomach. The featherlight touch had Tyl'ra moaning weakly and tensing to try and stop her body's incessant trembling. The mocking melody of Nisha's voice makes the elf growl in frustration. She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to focus when the pale woman just keeps goading her. It's as if she I being taunted into retaking command of the situation.  Maybe that was Nisha's game. She was certainly making Tyl'ra's blood pimp in her veins. Her lust and her indignance at the pale outlander mockin her fed one another. She would teach Nisha her place.<br/><br/>She let Nisha pull the shirt over her head but when it was tossed aside she struck. The lithe but powerful elf easily rolled Nisha over, pinning her under the Elf's lanky form. The look on her face was one of lust and triumph as well as a little taunting of her own. Again, Tyl'ra's hand snaked out to grab Nisha's large breast. She toyed with it for a moment, still in wonder of the glorious orb. After her quick indulgence thin fingers slid up to pinch and twist the hardened tip. It was not a punishment, but was a way to garner Nisha's undivided attention. "I have plenty of fire Ni-sha. You clearly wish to see it and so you will" She was staring down at her victim, putting the words and slowly she started to rock her hips, sliding her stomach again the length of the shaft still trapped between them.<br/><br/>"You want to be marked, to be taken?" She hissed the words into Nisha's ear before her tongue slid against it, savouring the elf in any way she could think of. "You want it soooo baaaadly?" Her tone was teasing and she squirmed against Nisha more firmly, using her toned stomach and smooth skin to stimulate the girl. One hand took a firm grip on Nisha's hair again and Tyl'ra kissed Nisha hard again, nibbling her lips and tongue. When the elf was breathless enough that she hard to come up for air, she growled "so be it." With that simple utterance, the tiefling's he's was firmly tugged to the side and she felt teeth clamp hard onto the flesh of her neck. Tyl'ra ground her stomach along Nisha's to be sure that pleasure cut the pain if the bite. Teeth clamped hard and the elf suckled the trapped flesh. She did not break skin but only just and when she finally pulled back there was a clear mark of her teeth in the reddened flesh of Nisha's otherwise pristine white neck. Immediately her eyes flicked to the pale face under her. Despite her rampant lust she needed to know that she had not scared Nisha before she could continue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>