<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Fievon grinded his hips along her backside slowly as both hands now caressed her breasts.  He had dropped his sword beside them, and nipped at the back of her neck.  His fingers toyed with her nipples slowly, and he breathed warmly against her cat-like ears.  "You should thank me for not killing you and your lady friends here....I'll make you thank me well enough."  He rubs a hand down along her inner thigh right up along her sex but stopping just before, squeezing her thigh. </strong></span>