The Prince's words seemed to thrill through the mortal who knelt between her thighs; a faint frission of delight tremored her body, the softness over the muscles of her ass trembling at the Hound, and out of his sight the soft, rounded tops of her lifted  breasts did the same.<br/><br/>She repeated the long, slow gesture, just the tip of her tongue traveling over the smooth, dark skin, and then again, only this time beginning to dip slowly between the folds, still teasing the sensitive flesh, but desperate for a taste of what surely lay within.