<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/Ayshia.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Valko, open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Hearth’s fire<br/><strong>When:</strong>Morning<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Ayshia’s expectant look turned into a pleased grin as he grew closer to him. She was proud of her work, but it was especially important to her to get the approval of Valko, and her father and then the rest of the camp. In that order too, recently.  She thought he was coming closer to her to inspect her work, how the seams were small compared to the usual. She was thrilled by his appreciation and blushed at his words too. <br/><br/>What she didn’t expect was the passion it unleashed in him. Ayshia wasn’t prepared for it, but she adjusted quickly enough. Her lips parted, welcoming his tongue, her arms wrapped around his neck, and she pushed herself against him and one of her hands climbed into his hair. If she had been surprised by his sudden “attack” she certainly no longer was showing any signs of it. She moaned softly into the kiss as he pulled their bodies closer together.<br/><br/>That’s when she felt it, the distinct hard bump, just under her navel, pushing against her. He truly was ready to share the pleasures with her and it touched her in a way that she had never felt before. She wanted to squirm, to squeeze her legs together, to get a grip on herself, but no. How many times had she imagined having to kiss him because of the dare today and ending up in a similar predicament? How many time it had led to her removing her tunic, lowering her pants and experience the pleasure from his hand, his mouth or his manhood? Her hold tightened around him and she let out a soft moan into the kiss, something pleading for him to give her more and to get a grip at the same time, because she knew she couldn’t. She knew she was about to give in and take the three steps they needed to take to enter her private sleeping area. Everyone was busy, her father was at the hunt… <br/> </div>