<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/Ayshia.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Valko, open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Private space<br/><strong>When:</strong>Morning<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"> <br/>If she was the bold one, usually almost bullying –but in a good way- the shyer ones into becoming more daring, Valko was experiencing another side of Ayshia’s personality now. She felt vulnerable, nervous and shy. Being naked was not what made her shy. It was him being naked, and her expecting to have to do something about it that made her nervous. Her first rites were long ago, and while she was sure he would appreciate her touch, she knew she would be awkward and that made her a bit ill at ease and shy.<br/><br/>She stepped out of her pants as they moved to the sleeping platform. She moved to the back of the platform, wishing her furs wouldn’t be all hanging outside right now. Ayshia kissed him passionately, as she finally took the courage to touch more than his shoulders and his arms. She explored his back, and went lower until the back lost its name. Her hand squeezed his butt gently and pulled his hips towards hers.<br/><br/>When his lips left hers, Ayshia opened her eyes to look at him, but she moved her head to offer her neck to him. Her heart was beating fast and her breathing was a touch faster than usual too. She inhaled sharply when he touched her hard nipple. His mouth was so warm compared to the slightly chilly air and she arched her back toward him without thinking. All she knew is that she wanted more. Her hand tangled into his hair, following the movement of his head as he gave her sparks of pleasures that aroused her all the more with each touch of his lips or his tongue over her breasts.<br/><br/>Her legs spread as he neared her mount. She wanted him to know that she wanted to be touched there, and that she was ready. She felt herself tighten up in anticipation of his touch, poised and ready. They would have time later to take things slow, to really learn each other’s sweet spots. This time, as his fingers slipped into the warmth of her folds, Aysha drew a shuddering breath which came out in a soft moan. It was the turn of her hips to move toward his hands. <br/><br/>She moaned again, beginning to get lost into his touches and kisses enough to stop being so self-conscious about everything. Her hand slipped between them and she touched… him. She felt her way down his length, her touch light until she reached the base and made the way back. “Oh Valko.” She said softly, he was definitely as ready for her as she was for him.<br/> </div>