Tellara let out a gasp of surprise when eladir delved straight into the challenge, and her opinion of him as shy quickly evaporated. she moaned softly as he squeezed he breasts, and gasped as his fingers found her erect nipples. but when eladir's tongue had entered the fray it seemed like a whole new level of ecstasy. despite her confidence, purely bolstered by alchohol it was apparant that this was a rare experience for her. tellara quickly moved her hands past her midriff, not caring about the fine tailorship as she ripped her last scrap of clothing from her body, releasing the heavy scent of arousal that emanated from them both, and with a final moan, she broke from his touch, panting, smiling. then, tellara smirked, a feisty glint in her eye as she descended to her knees. lifting his his robe, tellara shot eladir one last glance that confirmed she wasn't teasing any more, as her soft, lithe tongue found it's mark at the top of eladir's erection. the sabers took this as their cue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>