Fersi again blushed and admitted,<strong>“I’ve never sought you out because… well, I’ve only ever been with men of my kind.  Dragonbornes, not necessarily paladins I mean to say.  I’ve never ah… “</strong>She stammered and squirmed slightly as Velma’s hand covered her breast, her nipple hardening under the human’s touch.<strong>“I’d never considered it before.  Never was I opposed, but, never did I have a woman show interest…”</strong><br/><br/>She bit her lip as Velma asked about the rumors,<strong>“I’ve heard some things, an association with people in this community, a lover of women.  Never did I consider… but you’re as stubborn as your clan… and I find your sense of honor… arousing.  Your pursuit...undeniable.  As to the other, I don’t know.  Never has a lover stimulated me there.  I’ve only been with a handful of men, my job keeps me focused and leaves little time for dalliances.  Especially when my position might be compromised by a braggart who boldly announces his ‘claim’ on me or having conquered me in bed.  But I know the Thunderaxe sense of honor, mostly from stories my mo… the protectorate told me.  You gave me your word of discretion and it leads me to trusting you.”</strong><br/><br/>By the time Velma asked top or bottom, it was obvious that the dragonborne woman was fully aroused.  The soft silken scales around her sex were engorged and a dark almost midnight blue and tinged with the shiny wetness of her own arousal.<strong>“As to positioning, I beg you now, I know not.  I am a neophypte, I know not how to proceed, but place my self literally and figuratively in your hands.” </strong>Her tongue snaked out of her mouth, soft, sinuous, and wet, licking her lips,<strong> “Teach me, instruct me, and I shall do my best if you wish to subject yourself to my unskilled attempts.  But for the love of the platinum scales of Bahamut, tease me no longer, command me or release me!”<br/></strong>