<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Observatory<br/>Tagged; Aramis Leiath</strong><br/><br/>She was loving every second of pleasure that was clearly etched on the man's face as she continued to stroke his long shaft between her soft breasts.  At this rate however, she couldn't wait for much longer to have him inside her either, and was getting even more worked up when he started to use his spell to caress her body in one of her favorite spots once again, making her quiver like a taut bowstring as she picked up the pace for several long seconds, moving her breasts together once again for the moment.  She didn't want him to go off however, so stopped altogether when she had driven him to another peak before letting her breasts go to flop freely on either side of him.  Standing up, she wrapped her arms around his neck before putting her legs around his waist.  Unless he had other ideas, she wanted him to push into her against the wall as he had been with his fingers before moving elsewhere if he so desired.  She was poised right above his shaft, and she expertly rubbed her dripping pussy against him as she hung onto him before slowly sinking herself upon him, lowering her hips as a quivering gasp escaped her right by his left ear.  Once he was fully within her sheath, she looked into his face, her eyes full of need for this even if her powers as a Sacred Prostitute weren't needing to be recharged.  Their time was almost up, but regardless of the reason, she was enjoying this too much to want it to stop so soon.  "Let....our cries worship....Sune's ears....regardless of the reason....for this."  She moaned, still quivering since it had been a little too long since the last time she'd done this, but it didn't matter now.  She had him, and he had her, and that was enough.