Elandriel rose slowly, watching him warily, and seeing how he watched her even as he was occupied. Swallowing, she turned away and took a few slow, unhurried steps before coming to a halt. There was the soft sound of her whispering her prayers to her goddess once more, and her hands lifted to hover, one just before her sex and the other over her abdomen. Twin glows welled forth and faded off, one silvery, the other slightly tinged with a reddish hue.<br/><br/>As if in answer to her words and work, the seed that he'd spilled forth into her body oozed and dribbled out between slightly parted thighs, lick unto a paste squeezed from a wineskin, and her hands reached down to scoop it away as cleanly as she could, shaking it to the ground.