Amelia smiled and caresses Isaera's cheek, cradling it in her hand. She draped one smooth, bare leg around the elf's body, her hands sliding inward. One hand brushed lightly over her lovers stomach, the other, bolder, cupped one of her breasts. Amelia squeezed gently and stroked her thumb across the elf's stiffening nipple. "As are you, my dear..."