The monk lets out a low, hungry moan as the elf continues her "games," and spark after spark of pleasure assaults her senses. The caress of the elf's fingers sends a gentle heat through her core, the tongue may as well be electric... and the tugs on her nipple just make it all flash with a new level of vividness.<br/><br/>Before long, the faint heat that had been building turns into a full on flame, and the monk's teeth dig into her lip as her hand slides down the elf's bound breasts, down her torso... aiming to explore the elf in much the same way that the elf is currently exploring her.<br/><br/>"I... gods... I think..." The monk groans and shudders beneath the elf's grasp, her body rising and falling with each brush of fingers, lip, or tongue. Her fingers curl up, seeking to tease the elf's clit and elicit some kind of response there... but it's certainly not easy to focus.