<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time; Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Lionel’s Dormitory<br/>Tagged; Giselle, no-one else</strong><br/><br/>Lionel stood there both in admiration and lust, respectively the former was far less obvious than the latter. The latter was obvious; Giselle's passionate groans and moans shook his understanding of the drow to the bone, as she being a drow would surely be against this entire situation, whereby Lionel himself was naturally built to suit a more dominant role; despite this Giselle was certainly a different case as already proven, and this point would also add into his admiration, which would be due to both Giselle's curious and interesting nature as well as Giselle being able to last so long. She was right, her endurance and stamina had allowed her to last two powerful orgasms without fainting, still pleading for more. Her spunky attitude also made him chuckle slightly too, but then his deep smooth voice buzzed iinto her ears as his fingers, a third one entering the fray, teased her tight sheath with pleasure, two gladly yet gently giving space between Giselle's soaking hole whilst his middle finger pressed on the piercing causing her clitoris to jiggle as did her breasts, bouncing with Giselle as she shifted upwards and down, riding Lionel's fingers. The lips of the Leo-Sapien buzzed "Lady Zenithia, heed my call. Grant Giselle pleasure, double it all.<em>Tactu sanare quinquaginta quinque: pharetra mitis</em>to which triggered a small glow upon his fingers, and suddenly they began to vibrate peculierly. "You see this spell is usually used for cleaning up wounds, the vibrations allowing me toget more covered quickly; this time I asked my lady to grant this in a more...provocative situation? And it seems she is willing. She's granted my touch to quiver inside your warmth to aid me to get you to climax again."<br/><br/>His fingers on her nipples, on her clit, inside her pussy; they had all became vibrators as Lionel slipped inside his little finger to aid streching Giselle gently. Lionel's mane was messed subtly doing so as the vibrations within his fingers were causing the blood within his entire body to circulate faster, his already large member to enlarge even further; him noticing this made Lionel realize that with Giselle he had never been so aroused before, and he also realized he'd have to open Giselle a little more than she was...well, a lot more at this rate, he hadn't streched her walls enough to take him in comfortably. However his cock was now like a red hot lead pipe on her leg whilst his fingers worked on her G-spot and her clitoris respectively, his other hands vibrating upon her nipple, all his fingertips glowing like the beautiful lights hovering above them, catching Lionel's eye as he merely looked up and gazed, looking at the symbolic resemblence in them. He remembered a night, when he too looked up at the glow flies upon a tree, their light shining brilliantly but nothing in contrast to the younger self's sight of the stars in the heavens. Lionel smiled at this sweet memory, when he had his might, his sheer and unrivalled power. Then he looked upon the shining body of the sweaty drow crying in lust, her voice a sweet song of angels...angels who were being fingered by a lion's large vibrating fingers. As he returned to reality, Lionel took out his fingers, letting Giselle at a sweet breather for a brief two seconds before speaking up again. "Giselle, my sweet beauty, I ask one small token on your behalf..." Lionel then turned Giselle, her back resting on the bark, her face kissing distance from his furry face as he said "I'm going to let myself into your warmth, so before I ready you, I shall ask you to do one thing." Lionel then cupped her chin in his hand as he smiled, wrapping her legs around his waist, his hot pipe against her smaller socket. Lionel then took Giselle from the tree and rested her, once again, upon the bed, the lion looming over her as his glans began to press against her wet sex. "I want you to smile, show your pleasure through a smile, your face deserves nothing more than to radiate your deep beauty with a smile...<em>Tactu sanare quinquaginta quinque: pharetra mitis</em>." and the spell he chanted from the fingertips transferred to his member, pressing and vibrating against her lips softly.