<strong>Aramis Leiath<br/>Time: Early Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location: Observatory<br/>Tagged: Neria Zatherial</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Aren't we being so selfish my dear? Why you have barely even given any worship back unto me yet I have given so much already."</strong>He suggestively teased after he pried his mouth from one of her soft breasts to whisper such words. Then he went back for a second helping sucking slowly upon her other unattended nipple pulling very slowly upon it with his lips pursed over his own teeth so he couldn't hurt her with them. He was licking over those supple mounds coating them with his warm saliva which cooled instantly against her flushed skin. As her river of sexual honey runs down her legs he watched her shudder and convulse with pleasure and then very slowly he stopped his machinations when he felt she couldn't handle much more. He wanted her to settle down for the moment. Then he lets her rest upon the wall for the moment held up seemingly by the air itself which idly pawed at her breasts to keep her attention upon him as he stripped himself down. He wasn't fit like a warrior but his body showed the signs of an adventurer's toned flesh. His true gem however was his manhood hard and rigid from all the sexual activity undertaken and utterly frustrated by no attention to it. It throbbed in silent please for attention.<strong>"Now tis your turn to worship me Neria."</strong>His eyes gazed into her own as he asserts himself over her. He had the image of her as she hoped to be in her head but he didn't act on it. Just to make sure she didn't catch on about him reading her mind.