<div class="floatright"><strong>Sarki Ra'Shuurma</strong><br/>(https://pre00.deviantart.net/8a9b/th/pre/i/2017/032/1/3/ras_by_bryansyme-daxia3h.jpg)</div><br/>Ra'Shuurma sat on the throne while Lea'shee straddled on him, he briefly thought it was perhaps symbolically perfect setting depict where and how they sat in local monarchy overall. Him on throne and she on him, both the throne and man who sits on it. He smiled as Lea'shee gave report and as she chuckled on Tafiya watching over his pride of lionesses, getting gist of the metaphor and replying; "Good, perhaps she would learn to year companionship besides tomes and old scholarly men."<br/><br/>He sensed Lea'shee was steaming with excitement, body language, expression and just the way she straddled him. She wore nothing under her dress and he himself wore nothing either under his leather kilt. So before he even made first move Lea'shee could feel the bulge press on her thigh before Ra'Shuurma's hands snaked along her thighs to her womanly curvy waist and to her ass cheeks. Undoing slowly the string which held lower parts of her dress in check as he replied; "Elven tower sounds good place roost her, but she may wander in halls otherwise or fly through one balconies. Which reminds me; there is actually flat roof section in palace which is not much and can access it with stairs. Perhaps we could move a couch or bed and during midnight full moon we go there and if Tafiya asks we conduct just ritual for moon goddess, who is according tales quite voyeur herself and blesses lover's children if they perform most passion inspiring spectacles before her eyes."<br/><br/>Once lower half of dress is taken away, Ra'Shuurma would move to discarding top half away as well. Disrobe Lea'shee with his powerful hands with gentle slow motions, dragging the fine silk across her flesh before it falling off and once naked he would move hands around her waist and pull her closer. Literally press her body against him close as he can.