Kalith is speechless as Kalith stands and moves to the edge of the table then lets the blanket drop to expose her modest breasts. The vampire wriggled in her chair for a moment and smiled at the Mer before her, those hungry orange-red eyes of her taking in the woman from her eyes to the lovely crook over her neck then down over the curves of her moderate chest and down her stomach til she met the sheet. Kalith felt her lust rise up again but soon her eyes were drawn up back towards Kalith's neck and she felt a hunger deep in her soul again, a hole that needed to be filled and for a moment the blacksmith's body tensed , gently sloped shoulders straightening and her angled features covered by her mussed up black hair, the length of it hanging to her shoulders like a sheet. As the warm lips press to her cold head the vampire relaxes slightly, her hands moving to rest at lithelle's hips, her palms cupping her lover's flesh right at the dip of her waist  and rubbing there gently as she tried to forget her resuging need to feed. it was so difficult, this beautiful woman made her want so much... lust... hunger.. this Bosmer would likely be the death of her, but she'd enjoy it.<br/><br/>The Dunmer could only laugh gently at the questions, moving one hand to brush a lock of Lithelle's brown hair away from her eyes, the vapire's red-orange orbs seeking the Bosmer's before she cupped the woman's cheek and ran a soft thumb over the woman's angled cheekbone. " If Meridia herself refused to cure me back when I was a beacon of her light, I think I am beyond hope. I do not feed because it simply reminds me of how I have fallen." Kalith dips her head down, her hair moving to curtain her eyes just as she sees her Bosmer's legs part to expose the young womanly flower between her legs. The sight made the Dunmer anxious and she shifted in her seat, eyes locked on the folds of her lover until the Bosmer started speaking again... those words... they said something to the Dunmer, life was short and hard and love bloomed quickly here in Skyrim and those words meant everything to do. " You don't need me. But I think you -want- me. I know I want you." The woman purred in her husky voice, her hands moving to the woman's breasts before her and gently cupping the flesh and weighing it in her palms as she leaned up to gently place a kiss on Lithelle's lips.<br/><br/>the hand unbuckling her pants only urged the Dunmer to lean up further and kiss deeper, her tongue just barely brushing Lithelle;s lips as she shimmied her hips back and forth, the tight leathers working down until her bare , grey flesh was expose. her member setting against her leg in half-flared arousal. Kalith wqas too busy paying attention to her lover's chest though to pull the wood elf into her lap just now, she wanted to show the woman some of the treats they bypassed last night in favor of mind-shattering sex.Her strong hand rolled the Bosmer's flesh gently, the Callouses on her palms from years of shaping steal and hammering iron and hard work rubbed against Lithelle's nipples as she squeezed the flesh of her right breast and tweaked her nipple between her fingers, pulling at it playfully." Life is hard and short Lithelle. Why pass up the chance to love? " Kalith smiled, her member twitching against her leg as her arousal and the heat between them grew. The Dunmer leaned in and cupping Lithelle's left breast in her palm took the nipple gently into her mouth and suckled at it, her fangs grazing the sensitive areleoa and her tongue bathing it in saliva as it ran short, quick circles around the sensitive nub. it was all slow and deliberate and she was enjoying the other woman's boyd, tasting it and experiencing it in ways she didn't get to last night and she took her sweet time switching her attention between the two lovely, perky orbs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>