@Xarces & Euanthane<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“Maybe even show me a thing or two,” I continued. “But there's only one way the ingenue you're pretending to be could satisfy my body,” </div></blockquote><br/>She looks surprised ... just for a second. Her smile changes almost imperceptibly - a slightly wider and colder grin, her eyes close a little, the eyebrow raised by a fraction of a millimeter - enough to transform her entirely at your eyes. For a moment, just a moment, her smile might scare you - and yet, she's still the same, little, adorable elf girl, so fragile and helpless, so<span style="font-style: italic">delicious</span>...<br/>"But you liked my<span style="font-style: italic">pretending</span>, didn't you?" She leans towards you, her fingers run through your chin, your cheeks and then to your lips - her arms fully stretched, her face distant and smiling with her mouth half-opened and softly moaning.<br/>"You will be repayed, my dear. Don't worry about that." Her fingers gently descend your neck - your throat -, then massage your collarbones. "Maybe not that way. But you will be satisfied. And you will have your ... precious informations. If you have not forgotten why you're here," she chuckles.<br/>Sliding slowly, she gets closer, pressing her bare left foot against your tummy, the right one teasing Xarces. Her eyes linger over his body, amused. At last, she looks into his eyes, looking once more an innocent, harmless, adorable baby doe.<br/>"Are you ready, my dear...?"<br/>As she speaks, Nyrwa's growling gets deeper, the big feline looks directly into your eyes (<span style="font-style: italic">@Xarces)</span>, licking her lips and slowly opening her maw - that enormous, pink and welcoming mouth, velvet-looking, drooling and warm...