<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Observatory<br/>Tagged; Aramis Leiath</strong><br/><br/>The soft pillow was a nice touch, a kind gesture that touched something in her heart as she moaned as his cock shifted within her tight sheath as he moved to position himself better, her arms and legs still wrapped around his body.  She didn't plan to let go anytime soon, not until they were both spent and unable to carry on.  His words made her smile as she brushed a gentle hand over his cheek before it settled around his shoulders and neck once again, cradling her head against his right shoulder as he started to push up into her depths as gravity took over for some of their efforts.  He was good, nearly if not better than she was when it came to sexual activities as she cried out when he stabbed into her flesh, making her quiver from head to foot as she tightened her hold on him, meeting his gaze before plastering her lips against his own.  She always committed the good ones to memory, and she could already tell Aramis would be one of her far better patrons as he continued to penetrate her depths.  She wanted to remember every emotion that crossed the mage's face, so she did her best to keep her eyes open wide as they started to glaze over with passion, lust, and a dash of desire.  His change of depths in his thrusts was met with quite a bit of success in most of his exploration, especially when he went about halfway into her sheath and angled his member just so to strike at her inner canal's more pleasurable spots.  She didn't hold any of her cries of pleasure back, nor would any of those that followed her way do so since most patrons they saw when they engaged in what she was doing, enjoyed hearing such true and raw passion from their chosen lovers, and the feeling was mutual in most respects.  She purposely made herself a bit tighter around his cock, wanting to get more out of him as she rocked her hips in time with his thrusts, helping him to reach deeper into her body when he drove himself deep.  Otherwise she rested, conserved her strength for when she needed it the most.<br/><br/>It came as a bit of a surprise to her however when she felt his cock form better to her body as well as feel ridges start to stimulate her even further.  She wasn't complaining by any means of course, and cried out louder than ever since the added changes were perfect in her opinion.  His attempts in tagging her g-spot was met with even greater success now, and she let him know it as she bucked and writhed each time he did, letting loose a short scream of bliss which made her green eyes light up at the same time.  She was easy to read when engaging in such acts of passion as they were then, but it didn't bother most people, and she doubted it'd put Aramis off one wink either.  "Fuck....Aramis.....so good.  Faster....so close.....send me....over the edge.....please."  She begged, whimpered even as she did her best to get him there at the same time if she could help it, her silken walls working his cock over as she contracted the entire sheath before letting it loosen up every time he drove into her body.  It was tricky to time just right, let alone manage in such a heated moment, but Neria was a master of her art.