<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/l7R8A3h.jpg)</div><br/>Ducking beneath the sticky goo that shot from the necromancer, Zerxel dashed in the few feet needed as soon as Xara's spell ended.  Even as Xara finished her magical spin, Zerxel was there.  There was literally no time for Xara to even consider mounting a defense to an opponent who simply should not have been there at that moment.  But Zerxel was there and her slender black hand grabbed the woman by her long white hair.  Zerxel was moving past Xara, hair in her fist, in the dirction that the necromancer had been spinning.  Using that momentum she pulled the other drow off her feet.  Xara had to hop and spin wildly simply to keep from falling to the ground.<br/><br/>But throwing her opponent to the ground wasn't what Zerxel had in mind.  No, she used the momentum of the stumbling opponent to position her exactly where she wanted.  Xara regained both her feet and threw her hands back to try to grab at Zerxel's wrist, oblivious to the sweeping beam of black shadow that was now only inches from her.  Xara managed to lock both of her hands around Zerxel's wrists at the exact moment that the shadowy black beam struck the necromancer straight in the chest.<br/><br/>Zerxel ducked slightly, using Xara's body as a shield from the moving shadows.  And Xara cried out, but not in pain, as the shadows swept across her exposed flesh.  Her back arched, her proud breasts thrust up and out as her nipples tightened almost painfully.  She knew she was in trouble as she felt sheer pre-orgasmic pleasure washing through her body from that beam, flooding through her, causing her cunny to juice and leak her shameful lusty fluids so copiously that they began to trickle from black nether lips down her thighs.  But she could do nothing to fight the sensation, knowing her body was a breath away from orgasm, as the magic of the shadow beam was too powerful for even her magic to resist.  Then it was gone, sweeping past her and she could breathe again.  Her body collapsed, panting, breathing deeply, to the sand below.  Her weight pulling her foe down on top of her, and she knew she had no resistance in that moment to fend off any sort of sexual attack that Zerxel would make.  Most shamefully, in that moment, she didn't care.  All she wanted in that exact moment was orgasmic release, her body craved it, needed it, and she thought that nothing else in the world could matter so much as getting it.<br/><br/>For Zerxel's part, she dodged the black flow of energy, but did receive a bit of it's power as it flowed through Xara.  She felt her own arousal, her own juices flowing, though it was not so overwhelming or crippling.  Zerxel was pulled down when Xara dropped to the ground, landing literally on top of the necromancer's back.  Now was the time for her to claim an easy orgasmic victory over her foe!<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">You're basically kneeling, hands and knees, over Xara with one hand still wrapped in her hair.  She is facedown under you, and you can describe how you want to 'finish her off'.  She's not even going to be able to mount any sort of response till after her orgasm.  So feel free to describe the next part, Xara included, however you like.  And finish up with what Zerxel does AFTER Xara cums for the first time.  She may continue to 'press whatever attack' she's mounting, or you may decide to try to switch tactics.  Up to you.</div></div>