Kissing her lover so was currently all Yuria cared or thought to care about at the moment, loving the feeling of the elf's lips upon her own as they lay together, her shrinking member still inside of her amidst the thick fluids of their lovemaking.  Their soft coos together of love warmed her far more than the nearby fire did, and her kisses echoed the love that poured from the depths of her soul, as if channeling the Lady Firehair's capacity for love and passion through her body, and indeed through her lips into the woman laying below her.  The hands running down the heavy silk clothing her back, as Yuria held the other woman close, and the whisper in her ear... Yuria's face broke into a grin, and returns the favor with her own lips against her Kitten's ear.<br/><br/>"Mmm... I thought Kittens preferred milk?  Only birds enjoy seed you know..." she teased, and chuckles softly into the ear of her lover with her lips touching it just barely "I would love to have you bathe my... gift, and it certainly could use a good cleaning after<em>that</em>."<br/><br/>One last kiss upon her lovely lips, and Yuria pushed herself up, took hold of the hem of her skirt in front and lifted it to show how deep she was still inside of her lover, and carefully extricated herself with a noisy, wet slosh at the end as more fluid was spilled upon the carpet.  Yuria clicked her tongue once in mild irritation as she saw how much had gotten upon her skirt, and muttered something bout 'getting it cleaned tomorrow' before smiling back up at her lover, her half-flaccid member glistening in the light, absolutely<em>slathered</em>with a mixture of fluids.  She stood up, a knee popping as she did so, and stood above her lover, one hand holding the skirt up and out of the way, while the other was poised upon her hip.  Her smile was soft, pleasant, and yet her eyes seemed expectant as she stood before and above her lover, thoroughly awaiting what was to come.<br/><br/>"Would you have me stand, or shall I take a seat upon the couch?" Yuria asked softly, again in that purr that she could do so well "Put me how you would like me, Kitten..."