It had been Tae'loren's every intent to draw out his titillating oral torment for as long as possible, to make his sensual blood elf lover writhe, to make those smooth thighs and needy hips buck and undulate against his face as much as possible, but when he tugged the last entwining loop of the bow in her panties open, and her soft, silky blonde pubic curls greeted him with a tickling caress, his teasing was over. Instantly his face was drawn to her crotch, nuzzling her pubic curls, moaning softly as they tickled his cheeks, his nose, and his lips and chin. Elariel's heady, sexual aroma accompanied the sensual sensation of her hairs, filling the hunter's nostrils with the familiar scent of a female in need of sexual satisfaction.<br/><br/>His smooth, agile elven lips kissed lower, unable to deny her scent, drawn to it as though through addiction, nuzzling her swollen, throbbing clit with his nose and chin, placing a single kiss upon it before slipping his lips lower, sliding along her smooth, slippery vaginal folds. They quivered at his touch, which only encouraged him to kiss them more. His lips would lock with one of her folds, then the other, as though he were kissing her, suckling softly, spreading her open, allowing his tongue to slip from his mouth into her love canal.<br/><br/>Needy, damp heat greeted his tongue as her tight walls closed around his tongue as it began to swirl around, lapping at her tangy-sweet fluids. With his lips pressed so tightly to her slit, his nose was allowed to firmly mash against her clit, allowing the most simple head-tilt to grind his nose against her swollen bud. His strong arms coiled underneath Elariel's butt, holding her firmly, allowing the hunter to take his time dining on the feast before him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>