Tae'loren responded well to Elariel's hints, her desire to be undressed and for him to do the same. He could easily have stepped away from her and rid himself of his breeches in an instant, but his mouth and hands continued to hungrily consume her, clearly he wasn't willing to give up any of that contact even to rid himself of his fabric barrier. Elariel didn't mind though, the way his hips shifted in attempts to loosed his clothing had her mewling in pleasure as his member pressed up against her through his pants. When his hips pulled back and his clothing fell to the floor she looked down between them, dusky skin against an off white slip, a hard cock wedged between them.<br/><br/>The Hunter's quick and instinctual reaction to Elariel's playfulness thrilled her. She felt his body tense and shift as he thrust up and she held her breath for a moment, knowing he wouldn't enter her from that attempt but wishing he had. His hot cock was trapped between her slip and her pelvis, ans she writhed against him, wishing for more. His hands were desperate in their groping exploration, and she wondered that he hadn't entered her yet. There was some level of restraint there, a refinement in prolonging their contact. It was an odd contrast of civilized and raw. Elariel's writhing hips were soon left to be as Tae'loren's energies saw him exploring her body with her lips.<br/><br/>No part of her front escaped Tae'loren's attention. His kisses were warm and ravenous, his hands grasping and cupping as though their very lives depended on it. It wasn't until he hitched up her slip and pressed his cheek against her mound that he slowed. There was an odd peace in the middle of the storm, and her hands came down to tangle into his hair. She looked down at him and saw a hint of something wonderfully promising before his lips begun to travel lower. If his hands had not been at her thighs, she knew her legs would have begun to tremble as Tae'loren explored her. The quick moment where her eyes had caught sight of his stiff erection when he undressed flashed through to her mind and she moaned. She wanted what he was doing to her now, she wanted everything he could offer, but she couldn't deny what she wanted the most. Her fingers tightened in his hair as she struggled to leash her desires; waiting for his cock to invade her would do her some good, and there was no need to rush things.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>