The drow smiled. "Convince me. You want it, but... maybe I don't. Maybe I just want to tease you mercilessly, until you can't think straight any more. Maybe I'll just keep your<em>right</em>on the edge of climax, for hours. Maybe that's what I want." She whispered in the elf's ear, "If you want something, make it yours. Rip my clothes off, pull me into you,<em>make</em>me fuck you. Or I'll just keep teasing you. Maybe tie you up and leave you, while I go and fuck Almah, instead."