Some part of Nisha relished in the chaotic status of the intimate joining between herself and Tyl’ra. It was fluid and incredibly flexible. Just when Tyl’ra thought she’d had the lead the clever and mischievous tiefling managed to yank the carpet out from underneath her. Maybe it was her heritage, some small demonic part of her but this flux was beyond satisfying. It aroused her and added a dynamic to the relationship that made everything between them all the sweet and harder to anticipate. Those thoughts rushed through her mind as their lips met once more in a passionate flurry of kisses and aggressive tongue work as both of them fought from control of the seed currently being passed between them. Nisha blushed hotly as their tongues grappled and she fought to breathe through her nose. While she had experience on her side and the benefit of surprise Tyl’ra had put up rather well with the sneak-attack and despite receiving a mouthful of the tieflings sticky seed managed to just as aggressively push back.<br/>As their bodies rocked together and those short leather shorts continued to rock against Nisha’s shaft she found it harder and harder to focus on the goal. She was losing ground in the kiss, running out of air and losing some of the viscous off-white fluid for it only to run from between their lips and down their chins to join the remnants of her last orgasm being rubbed into their skin between their bodies as their stomachs flexed and writhed.   The world was beginning to grow dim around the corners of her eyes and slowly pressing inwards as Nisha struggled. Still somewhat breathless from her blissful release she was going to lose if she didn’t act quick and who knows what measures Tyl’ra would take then. Part of that aroused her, making the next move of Tyl’ras groin against hers wrack her body with a loud and muffled moan as she tried once more to push the seed into the elf’s mouth with her tongue in a string of rapid advances.<br/><br/>While the tiefling focused on not losing the skirmish with her lover and the sounds of their wet and messy kissing filled the air between them she made one last little desperate push to finally turn the tables, at least for the moment. Arching her back the woman manages to get her tail out from beneath herself and unceremoniously uses the appendage to wrap around Tyl’ras waist and yank her backward. While the dexterous appendage was not necessarily strong it was thick and heavy and  given that Tyl’ra was already off balance it was worth a shot. If she’d succeeded Tyl’ra would have broken the kiss, swallowing if the seed was left with her or smiling wide if not. No matter the outcome however she’d climb up over Tyl’ra with a wicked grin on her face and her fingers hooked into her shorts. “ Oh Tyl’ra. I am yours but I am a mischievous Kanda.  “ with that she begins to work the shorts down after unlacing them, eager to see just what Tyl’ras sex looked like.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>