<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://i.pinimg.com/originals/7f/39/c3/7f39c307f281f7f340a2e4cf57675ea7.png)<br/>Kasala</div></div>Kasala shivered as Larissa wrapped her hand around her. "Oh, my lady. If it had been in my power, I'd have taken long ago," she murmured, her hips rolling in time to the pumping hand. "But those aren't the terms of the pact." Suddenly the elf seized Larissa and hurled her down onto the bed, coming down on top of her to steal another hungry kiss. "But you wish me to take you. Thus I may take you, and I<em>will</em>take you." Kasala ground down with her hips, her shaft long enough to accomodate Larissa's hand even as the base pressed firmly against Larissa's sex.<br/><br/>"I lusted constantly, my lady," she continued, hands trailing up Larissa's sides, seeking an opportunity to slip beneath and unfasten her bra. "Day, and night. With serving girls and stable boys. I admit I was jealous, when you asked me to fashion your cloak, knowing that it would give you yet more opportunity to seek your pleasures elsewhere..."