"I am a<em>drow,</em>" she said, as if that explained everything.<br/><br/>The drow wasted no time; while she'd been teasing Ivy earlier, now she was focused on her own pleasure, taking Ivy with quick, powerful thrusts. She set a rough, relentless pace, keeping surprisingly quiet, throughout; only light panting and occasional grunts, as she pounded Ivy again and again.