"I could, sure," she said, dismissively. "But I don't like to stay changed all the time. I get dizzy, after a while, especially if it's a height change."<br/><br/>She grinned at the request, and spun the elf around, pushing her up against the wall, and growling a bit. "No bed, this time," she teased, as Serilla felt the drow's shaft pressing between her legs. "You like it rough, then?"