Elariel moaned softly as Tae'loren's fingers took the time to explore her thoroughly. His fingertips, roughened from years of combat, tickled her as he ran them over her smooth skin. When he moved from one finger to all of them, on one hand, she leant up to capture his ear lobe between her lips. His massage of her hands was sending chills down her spine and she moaned appreciatively into his ear. She then took his hand in hers, twining their fingers together, then guiding it down to her thigh. She wrapped her legs around his hips, gasping as she felt him against her, and she moved his hand up under the fabric of her robes.<br/><br/>When his hand reached her hips he would feel something different there, other than her usual slip. While she was passing the markets in the city she realised that she would need a few more items of clothing to get her by. What Tae'loren felt... the sumptuous lace...<a class="externalLink" href="https://www.bracli.com/en/c/bras/p/begos-ivory/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Well, it wasn't really essential, but it was something she had picked specifically for him. </a><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>