Tara blinked in confusion at the little creature's words.  They sounded like something her aunt would've said.  She'd made her bargain though... wasn't it set?  She wasn't sure, and her fair brow furrowed for a moment before a sharp nudge from one of her guardians brought her attention back to the situation before her.  Her sapphire eyes widened in alarm as she saw the trickles of redness slide down Parne's arms, his expression still cool as if none of this would bother him  Muffled sounds of protest rose from her sealed mouth, and her captors giggled at the noise.<br/><br/>For her part the chieftan paid them no mind, already her pale skin was flushed, as she carefully stroked the elf's cock, encouraging it from passivity.  There was an odd strength and roughness to the tongue, as it slid up and down thickness, pulling it as it tightened around it. The silvery eyes were heavily lidded as she hovered there, moving ever closer to the Sidhe obviously enraptured by this unique trophy.<br/><br/>Feeling the heaviness shift for a moment Tara looked down and her already blushing face went shockingly crimson as she saw two pixies sitting on the nubs of her obviously erect nipples, wrapping their little legs around them as if they were the best seats in the house.<br/><br/>Several other fae fluttered closer, not touching Parne but there was no doubt that they wanted to.  Each set of eyes watched him hungrily though they didn't dare come nearer until their chieftan allowed it.