Bahiyya’s eyes burned into the neck of the moaning trolless, her toothy smile manifesting triumphantly.<br/><br/>Her hands worked tirelessly, delicate fingers enraging nerve ends as they feathered across her skin, applying appropriate pressure at just the right places. The succubus cheered in her mind when the poor woman in front of her fidgeted and squirmed like she was under the caress of a lover.<br/><br/>Bahiyya let her supernatural charms begin their corruptive work – dependant on the discipline of mind that Tamaska exercised over herself, the simple influence of the succubus could be hard to resist. It was as if the scent and warmth of the person tapped into some deep, primal part of her brain, demanding a response. Her fingers would feel almost scorching hot, yet the warmth would disperse down under the flesh.<br/><br/>The sultry woman kept up the urging massage of her shoulders, letting the fingers begin a slow dance down along the trolless’ arms.<br/>She’d suddenly lean against the other woman, letting her breasts press against the trolless’ back, squeezing against her ever so slightly. Her almost growling voice whispered longingly into Tamaskas ear:<br/><span style="color: Sienna"><br/>
“You like how I touch you, don’t you?”</span><br/><br/>The blood-elf bit her underlip in a carnal fashion, searching for every reaction Tamaska might have. One hand boldly planted itself on the trolls hip, seizing firmly as if trying to communicate who was in control of the situation.<br/>She heard a deep inhale, before Bahiyya spoke again in an unfolding, purring hot voice:<br/><span style="color: Sienna"><br/>
“You’d rrreally want me to fondle every single part of your body, wouldn’t you? That little mantra of yours seems to sound a bit weak in its delivery.”</span>She pressed on, the hand on her hip slipping around her stomach, tugging the troll towards her.<br/><br/>As the succubus gently bit into Tamaskas earlobe, Emberspikes voice was heard from the other room:<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">“Just gives me a moment or two, ladies; then a’ll be right in..”</span><br/><br/>Bahiyya made an effort into glancing towards that door, continuing her relentless verbal onslaught:<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">“Hrrrrrm, and your stomach churns with anticipation by the mere thought that he’d walk in on us and see how I toy with you so.”</span>She more commanded than suggested.<br/><br/>Her hand, before nesting on her stomach, slid up across her breasts and further up to seizes her chin so gently, the troll could at any time just jerk her head away. But the constant, super-natural pressure from the succubus would make that a difficult undertaking…<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>