Not realizing that Hilda had circled in front, the touch on Vera’s underbelly made her squeal and her muscles twitch in surprise, but she quickly relaxed and let the dwarf keep the fingers on her skin.<br/><br/>“That must be the dragon—<i>oh</i>—or maybe the tree of life,” Vera hummed and shifted her weight from one leg to the other, “Could you show me again? Anyway, you’re much closer now.”<br/><br/>It was more difficult to keep her eyes closed than Vera had thought, and by now the sounds of the man and the blood elf ahead of her were really starting to affect her. While the thin but opaque fabric of her black shirt was normally wrinkled enough to disguise the shape of her nipples, the bulges had now begun to take a more and more distinct form as the sensitive skin underneath was thickening and hardening on every brush of the dwarf’s finger on her skin and on every moan of the elf in her ear.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>