The elf's head shook again, so quickly that her hair actually stirred up and tossed a dry leaf a few inches. But the gesture was useless, his steady touch urging her slender body to more little gasps, soft lurches beneath his impaling rhythm.<br/><br/>A pressure she knew all too well began to roil beneath his fingers, hot and tingling inside her pelvis, and her lips parted for a soft, protesting moan.