The sight of Lyradil made sticky with his seed sent a thrill through the necromancer as he stood there for a moment panting. The sensation of her chest rising and falling, still rubbing but only slightly against his semi erect cock, sent a shiver down Landon's back. He licked his lips, eyes taking in her beautiful form. The way she was still panting, the redness in her cheeks, the stiffness of her nipples... it would be a shame to leave such an erotic woman so aroused like this. Not only that but this could be the only opportunity he had at enjoying such a woman. Thinking this he took his shaft in his hand and rubbed it idly against her flesh as he felt himself slowly growing stiff once more.<br/><br/>Without warning he snapped to attention, grabbing the elf by her arm and dragging her towards the foliage. The hard stone floor seemed hardly comfortable for what he had in mind next. He moved quickly and forcefully not allowing Lyradil a chance for protest nor explaining his intentions until he reached the edge of the grass. There he pulled her close to him; his freshly stiffened cock pressing itself against her belly as her erect nipples brushed against his chest.<br/><br/>"Have you ever ridden a man's cock before?" he asked, running a hand through her silky hair. As if to punctuate the question an authoritative smack from his other hand slapped across Lyradil's shapely rear.<br/><br/>He gave her barely any time to respond; instead he simply began pulling her dress up and over her head. Conveniently the fabric acted to wipe away the bulk of his seed as he did so. Suddenly he paused, dress still covering her head and body full exposed as he heard a sound from behind him.<br/><br/>"I see you got started without me." Ross laughed.