<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>Vey plesed, Torven released Isulura's finger.  He'd felt everything, knew she enjoyed the touch.  Knew she loved him.  He radiated the same emotion back toward her, along with his own sense of peace at having her pressed against him.  Mingled in those was a decided sense of protectiveness.  However, Torven didn't want to just toss her in the sack instantly.  There was more to their relationship than that, he knew.<br/><br/><em>Mmmm . . . I'm glad we came to some conclusion . . .</em>he thought to her.