<em>Emma felt her pleasure build up into a tangible force the more the Drow's fingers poked and prodded about her nether regions. Her hands grasped the bedspread, her claws protected to avoid shredding the bedding, and groaned an almost unearthly groan, smiling. With each steady, repetitive exploration into Emma's folds and asshole (Which admittedly she wasn't thrilled about at first, but slowly started to enjoy it), Jake's words rang in her head once more.<br/><br/></em>"Revenants are sterile, cut and dry, no two-ways about it. Now, don't get me wrong, the pleasure sensors are there, hooo BOY are they still there, but you'll never be able to have kids... F.E.V. evolutions aside."<em><br/><br/>So these little 'flings' had all the advantages and non of the disadvantages of unexpected pregnency? She had once thought that being a Revenant would be a horrific experience, something she'd never wished happened... but as it stood... she loved it. She was nigh-invincible, thin, sexy, and the libido of a twenty year old pornstar! How could this be bad?<br/><br/>With a final fingering, Emma let her wave of pleasure out, a thick frothy juice spraying from her pussy, coating the Drow's hand in her love. She laid on the bed on her chest for a moment, catching her breath, before struggling up. "Okay..." She smiled, her cheeks flushed and unusually pink. "Your turn."</em>