The diminuitive woman laid her lips upon the mage's other nipple as she caressed its' counterpart. Closing her eyes, she brought her knee forward, putting the soft skin of her thigh between Grishka's legs as her tiny tongue swirled in little circles upon the human woman's sensitive flesh.<br/><br/>She leaned back and smiled, "Oh... I'm sorry." The halfling said with a devilish grin as she rubbed the maid's nipple against her palm, "I forgot you wizardly types need to concentrate reaaally hard."<br/><br/>Might as well have fun while she was here...<br/><br/>As the words left her lips, the young woman lowered her head and parted whatever obstruction lay between her and the mage's loins, whether it was sheets or nightwear. Her tongue was small, like a wet little finger running down her nub and between the outside of her womanly folds. Viloet closed her eyes as she pressed her nose against Grishka's clit and plunged her tongue forward.