Crimzon let out a soft growl that could have been a purr as she nuzzled against Tyrande’s breast to listen to her heart. The couple would sit together for a few minutes before Crimzon sat up and kissed Tyrande deeply. Her hands went to her lover’s breasts to knead them gently.<span style="color: #660000"> “I wish I had more hands to touch all of you at once.”</span><br/><br/>Elerona smiled at her mate but was focused on hiding her from Tyrande and the rest of the Elves in the area.<span style="color: #a64dff">“You’re going to get us killed thinking with your pussy, my love. How do you want to play this? If we just teleport down there we, you will be dead before we can even start to explain.”</span><br/><br/>The demon children were happily asleep in their stroller and Ras rubbed his forehead. “Elerona is The’kal’s daughter. Logic doesn’t apply to her. She’s not responding to me either. Order, your grandchildren are here if you care. They’re safe and we’ll keep an eye on them of course, just letting you know.” He slid the strollers over next to the floating cradle that held their sleeping daughter.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>