As Elariel finished her conversation with Aidyn she could barely hear the whisper-quiet steps of Tael'loren as he busied himself behind her. She saw some rope flick out of the corner of her eye and she figured that he was setting up the room as Aidyn had suggested. When the fiery mage turned and left the room Elariel let out a sigh and shook her head as her heart beat steadied. If they had been a little further on then perhaps she wouldn't have had time to appear innocent, to hide their actions. Part of her felt ridiculous for even thinking about hiding what they were doing; it was no one's business. However, she knew that it would raise suspicions that neither her or Tael'loren could afford.<br/><br/>Elariel waited for a few moments to gather her thoughts. She could feel the lingering warmness of her arousal and she found her cheeks soon warmed. She had only just met the hunter that morning, and only moments ago she was ready to do whatever her traitorous body could trick her into. She thought about her colleagues and what their reservations would be, why they would be concerned for her welfare, and she realized that she didn't blame them. She had protected and agreed to share a room with a potentially deadly male who was still almost entirely unknown to her. The only thing she did know besides some of his skills and his name was that she was attracted to him. Her mind flitted back to that intense kissing session that Aidyn had interrupted and her pulse sped up.<br/><br/>Elariel's thoughts were interrupted by a quick flash of movement followed by the sensation of  Tae'loren's lips slamming against her own. She fell back but found that his arms were ready to capture her as he danced them back into the wall. Her back hit the wood with a sharp jolt and an audible oomph, and her breath was stolen by the needy kissed. Her own body exploded with desire and she allowed herself to melt into the lithe hunter's kiss. His body was firm and unrelenting as he pinned her to the wall and she knew that she wouldn't be able to move even if she wanted to. It was a firm pressure that kept her in place and told her that he still had every intention of following their interrupted course of action. The small seed of doubt that had been sprouting within her died, smothered by the heat of their lust. Elariel wasn't sure where this path would lead them, if anywhere, but if he was willing to jump into the gaping chasm of the unknown she would eagerly follow him.<br/><br/>Elariel's arms wrapped around the hunter, trying to pull him even closer though it was impossible. Her finger tips soon began to dance over the use-worn leather armor he wore over his chest and back. Her mind reeled with the thought of what his body would feel like with nothing but cloth between them, or with nothing at all. She managed to find the fastenings of the armour and begun to undo them. She wasn't sure what the consequences of her actions would be but there was one thing she did know; she was undeniably attracted to the enigmatic night elf, and every part of her body was yearning for him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>