"Be careful not to presume too much," Zelara growled, but she pulled her nightgown up over and off her head and crawled onto bed after Rizzid. She lowered her head between Rizzid's spread legs and lapped up her lover's nectar. Another time the acolyte might have stayed there, licking and teasing until the other drow begged her to put it in... but tonight the urge to be sated was stronger. She moved up Rizzid's body and lined up her spit-coated member with the entrance she had been licking seconds ago.<br/><br/>Pushing in, Zelara hissed "Good girl," as her sensitive head was engulfed by Rizzid's folds, and kept going until she was fully hilted. She captured her lips in a long kiss, not caring that she had just come inside that mouth. The pull out was slow to start off to let Zelara savor the moment, but the thrust back in was hard and fast, gradually picking up speed until she was drawing and sheathing her sword at a pace that would make a fencing instructor proud.