“Silly, maybe…but I want to be yours.” The tiefling gasped under Tyl’ra rolling her hips and bucking up hard after an especially pleasing pass of Tyl’ras smooth and muscled stomach against her sticky , wet shaft. The pleasurable movement robbed her of all thought for a moment and she cried out loudly, shivering under Tyl’ra like a mewling little lost pet.  Tyl’ra definitely stoked some sort of flame in herself and admittedly despite the connotations Nisha found herself wanting this to be a more permanent  joining all the more. “Tyl’ra… so close.” Nisha’s skin was flush with her heat and covered in gooseflesh that spread like wildfire as her lover leaned in to lick and tease at her lips, denying the tiefling the kiss she so longed for. “You’re so wonderfully evil. I think you p-put me to s-shame.” Again her hips roll and buck under the desert dweller, the attention to her bountiful breasts making her tail curl up where it was pinned beneath the weight of her body.<br/><br/>Tyl’ra was oddly enough perhaps the most attentive lover Nisha had in some time and rarely had the tiefling felt so /wanted/ by someone. This went beyond simple casual sex, she was sure of it. She loved feeling like this, loved being Tyl’ras though would the feeling last? Nisha certainly hoped so.  The woman gasps as Tyl’ra settles over her, straddling one of her thighs with a leg and exposing the erect length of her shaft to the elf’s barely concealed mound. It was so warm and so close and felt so good traversing up her to the tip and sliding back down to her base, resting against her balls. The moan from her lover’s mouth stirred Nisha into a frenzy of sorts, the demonspawn of a woman trying to work her shaft harder against the thin leather that concealed  Tyl’ras mound, to spear her head along the shape of the elf’s labia and up along to her sensitive clit.  Her hands meanwhile wandered along the woman’s sides, not caring it earned her a  scolding or a scathing reproach she was simply just too aroused to care.  Nisha wanted to see how the tight cores of the elven woman’s breasts felt  in her palms and her hands swept forward to their goal undeterred by the pleasure wracking her body. Nails scrape along the elf’s skin, tracing along her back until Nisha’s hands reach Tyl’ras shoulderblades and sweep towards the front of her body where each hand comfortably takes one of her small breasts and squeezes them. Whatever the desert dwellers worries were about Nisha’s opinion about her breasts would be they turned out to be ill-founded.  She continues to play with them, enjoying their pliable firmness, pushing them together and rubbing her palms against the woman’s nipples quite intently.<br/><br/>While she basked in the pleasure of Tyl’ra pleasing almost every inch of her at once and the feeling of her lover’s breasts in her hands, Nisha was lost in watching that body hypnotically sway and stretch with a flexibility that Nisha was not even sure she could rival. Her obsidian eyes look down to Tyl’ras amber own as those wonderful lips seal around her erect nipple and her dexterous fingers tease at the other and cause sparks of pleasure to spark up and down her spine only intensified by the intimate contact of Tyl’ras clothed sex against her length. “Tyl’ra… Tyl’ra… Tyl-“ Her back arches and she can feel pleasure building up in her stomach and a sort of pressure in her testes as they continue to rut and Nisha continues to chant her lover’s name. It wasn’t long before the crooning chant ceased only to be replaced by a low moan that slowly rose and then ceased as she lost her breath. “Ahhh~”  Nisha’s back arched and her hips bucked with enough force to likely displace Tyl’ra atop her as the pleasure finally overtook her petite form. Her obsidian eyes rolled up into the back of her head and the woman’s thighs shook, hands squeezing Tyl’ras breasts forcefully as orgasm over takes it. As this happens Tyl’ra could feel the shaft twitch and throb against her feminine sex a few last times before finally it gave one last might throb and with it released Nisha’s hot, sticky load forcefully. The gooey, off white ropes of seed managed to hit Nisha along her jaw and neck and get caught between both of their stomachs In multiple, strong spurts. It was after that , that Nisha finally relaxed, crooning in pleasure as her eyes open once more to look at Tyl’ra.<br/><br/>She must’ve looked nearly comical with her black hair tangled and messy, a streak of off-white semen along her jawline from a glancing hit from her own fierce orgasm. Her lust was definitely still unabated though, her shaft still remained half-hard against  Nisha’s mound and her hands still toyed with her pert breasts. “ Tyl’ra.. sorry… couldn’t hold back.” The tiefling apologized, flushed at her cheeks from embarrassment this time it seemed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>