Tae'loren knew just how to drive Elariel wild. She watched with bated breast as he shed his shirt and showed his dusky skin. His chest was scarred in places, and if anything it only made her love him more. It showed that he had lived a full life, taken risks, gotten into battles and survived to tell the tale. Her Night Elf lover may be in a dark place right now, but he had so many things that made him wonderful. So many things that gave him the strength to pull through. Elariel just needed to remind him.<br/><br/>Elariel's internal musings were halted when Tae'loren's lips found her nipple. She moaned, fingers threading into his hair as his hand slipped behind her back to hold her to him.<br/><br/>"I don't spoil you," she gasped, hips rocking beneath him, "I just give you what you deserve." With that one of her hands left his hair to slide down his back. She massaged the skin there moving her lips to kiss the top of his head as she began to scrape her fingers over him in teasing, sensual circles.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>