Valen smirked a little at Sharille's words, gazing at her enjoying the moment, but wondering a bit on how to answer when her lips touch began to make it hard to focus. Shivering at the feel of her attempt to leave a good clear hickey the elven man let out a warm long sigh with pleasure. She was good at what she did, in many ways at that too. Shivers running through his body, he wanted to make her shiver in return, to crave for him like she could make him crave for her.<br/><br/>"I would gladly see about exploring you in a number of ways, but in particular I think I might hold yo udown securely while trailing my lips and fingers on your most tender places for a while my dear. Though you have me quite... mmh... happy as I am right now, just enjoying this a little longer." Valen caressed over her sex's mound, stroking the flower's petals in a casual, unrushed fashion, his touch on her bosom seeking to stroke the nub of a nipple from all sides at once, gently brushing, tugging faintly on its surface.