"Good girl," the drow whispered, softly, as Ivy came the first time. "I knew you'd enjoy this."<br/><br/>She seemed to take her time and enjoy the act, before suddenly speeding up and clutching Ivy tighter, before one final thrust has Ivy feeling filled by a warm liquid. The drow shudders and groaned a bit, before leaning in to kiss and bite at Ivy's neck. "You're mine, now, elf," she said, softly.