<br/>"Uh-huh," Aria nodded, visibly thrilled by Rose's evocative words, dripping with images of welcome fingers or..."Ohhh,<em>gods</em>,<em>yes!</em>" She arched her back, and ground the crimson-haloed crown of her head against the soft arm of the couch, when she realized Rose was beginning to<em>descend</em>. "Ngggg, yes, please, Rose!" She clawed at and under the front of her shirt, fingers desperately nimble, to unclasp the mail between the fabric layers enough to pull it all up. Thank the gods they wore such light and flexible armor, she decided! Soon the tiefling had her top pulled up enough to be held in place against the tops of her breasts, which she thrust up prominently toward the ceiling every time Rose's exquisite art lower down caused her back to arch like a cat's.<br/><br/>She tugged her separated leather pantslegs further apart, baring more flesh of thigh and moaning delightedly as Rose's strong hands clasped down. Aria ran her fingers through the shifter's striped hair, moaning, "Oh, Rose, yes! Taste me,<em>please</em>! Ahhh..." her voice trilled with a princess-worthy feminine flutter at the first lick. She blushed slightly, hoping she didn't' seem too 'expectant' if Rose had just intended a passing lick, but the sensation, and the sheer sight of them positioned so, were so wonderful she had no inhibitions about expressing it.<br/><br/>She hooked her legs over Rose's shoulders, 'hugging' her upper torso cozily. Aria's eyes lidded halfway with pleasure, pupils gazing down her own often-arching body to Rose's erotically positioned face. She stroked the nape of Rose's neck with a leather-clad calf, and cheeks with her thumbs. She widened her own legs and lifted herself like a blossoming flower, and sighed dreamily. She knew she was so peaked with pleasure she could bring herself to do little other than offer herself, and moan softly under her breath.<br/>