Aeryn's hands light little bonfires in Xen's body.  The elven woman's braids, heavy with their simple decorative bands, rustle softly along her neck and the pillow as her kisses move from mouth to ear to neck, her tongue and lips taking turns seeking the tender places of her skin.  The elf's bottom tenses and relaxes at the bold touch, every inch of her skin seeming sensitive and alight for more.  Her hands steady herself on Aeryn's arms while she dips her face lower, kissing under the woman's chin and at the cleft of her collar bones.  Hot breath spills over the skin of her pale upper breasts, and then a warm, wet mouth-- As she kisses a slow-tightening spiral around one of the healer's breasts, she begins to grind the thigh that Aeryn's offered between her legs, riding the warm soft flesh and hard muscle and bone.  She emits a low groan and begins to  ride the thigh, as an animal in heat, or an exploring girl who first discovers her body's secret pleasures.<br/>Spreading one hand, a long caress of the underside of one breast as she kisses and laps tenderly at the other... soon, the hand has strayed lower, and as the elven girl's lips and teeth part to encircle and suckle at the a pert nipple, she steadies Aeryn's body and parts her thighs, grinding her pelvis against her hips as a man might mount a woman.  She grinds into their hips, savoring the splay of Aeryn's thighs, her exposure and willingness... the sweet supplicance of a lover in the throes of need.<br/>Xen releases the nipple with a graze of her teeth and a trailing swipe of her tongue, then watches for Aeryn's reactions as she uses her strong hands and arms to lift the girl's hips against her... she queezes Aeryn's thigh with her own legs as she fans her fingers over the pale lower belly, working them over the soft gold curls.  Her mouth is slightly open, white teeth gleaming between full lips as she begins to stroke and caress Aeryn's sex.  Abandoning her own pleasure, she moves swiftly and expertly lower and between those legs to provide herself access to the girl's sex.  "Is this what you want?" she asks breathily, her hands beginning to knead the sensitive flesh and lightly rub the VERY sensitive flesh, not rushing, but allowing Aeryn to savor it, to ease into the sensation of her full efforts.