The box or chest remained at the foot of the large bed like some ominous threat as the long lean dark elf woman helped Pierce out of it. She pulled her down on the bed, all silk and softer things the obsidian skinned woman was much longer with elegant curves she would have been tall with sleek muscles like some hunting cat her curves were erotic in every sense of the word.<br/><br/>She pulled Pierce into an embrace her back to her front, her fingers dancing over Pierce breasts sliding a finger over pierced nipples teasingly tugging and toying with her. Her other hand traced a line over Pierce closed up womanhood a long finger nail tracing each piercing and the T bard making them almost cold to the touch as she did.<br/><br/>Something about her touch was odd, decisively different she was cool to the touch not cold but somehow the opposite of human warmth not in a physical sense so much as on a basic level. Then long pointy canines scratched over Pierce neck being pushed against her skin until they cut her pearly white flesh two little symmetrical lines leading from her shoulder up to her artery<br/><br/>Their was a moments pause, the tall obsidian black skinned elf wasn’t taking breath at all she hadn’t been over their entire encounter Pierce could realize if she had that much attention. The fangs pushed and broke her skin, the elf drank of her blood<br/>