<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=49323.msg2360174#msg2360174">Quote from: Kate on 20-10-2009, 15:37:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eoa's eyes closed as she focused on the sensations at hand, hands explored the rear of penny's inner thighs and pushed heavily on her buttocks to ensure her own grinding met stiff resistance. Breathing fell in and out of synchronousy as both loins moistened to be worked into a lather.<br/><br/>"Good girl ... good girl, please mouth stay about my breasts hon its where i need you"  the sorceress murmured between passionate motions.<br/><br/>Feeling the cleric tremble quickly, at first small waves starting about her privates which quickly rippled along her body, eoa grinned. <br/><br/>"Very good ... good" spoken in tones as soothing as possible, Eoa's own privates lipped at the clerics thigh almost like a mouth itself, the sorceress own climax was quiet different, a bead of her clitoris rotated to dance about penny's own to slip about labia nearby.<br/><br/>Meanwhile the sorcerer's hand roamed over the back of her partner directing her weight to press breasts firmly below her own. Any watching would notice graceful gap about stomachs but how the rest went none would mention any need for additional body contact.<br/><br/>One time shortly after Penny involuntarily arched her back, as eoa incidentally did likewise stomachs met while chests shortly parted. Sets of sporadic thrusting bounced the cleric airwards only to meet eoa's right thigh which instinctively sent her doing so again.<br/><br/>At this time eoa's eyes opened .. but the thoughts of the cleric were ones that didn't pass her lips. the sorceress's hands then flew to penny's shoulders, who still with weak legs couldnt help but place all of her weight where Eoa wanted it. Another set caused penny's hair to fall about her face, and a following set managed hte tail of Eoa's climax.<br/><br/>After her first climax in who knew ... cleric's mind was relaxed her guard down... so close touching ... so .. instinctively Eoa cast her spell (OOC dominate person ) then suggested as quietly as a whisper... <br/><br/>"Good ...your sleepy now you want to rest ... rest on my breast and drink, feed you know you want to ... <em>feed </em>from me... then ... <em>sleep</em>"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The Cleric climaxed with Eoa's leg shoved between hers roughly. The soft wetness from the Sorceress's body just spurred her on, until the orgasim wasn't the one from the shared spell anymore, it was of her own. She was forced to pull back from the Sorceress's breast, her breaths were sharp and rushed as the feeling ebbed through her.<br/><br/>Penny brought her mouth back to rest on Eoa's breast and by the time of the second orgasm, she'd settled in to the point where there wasn't much movement, the Sorceress's hand was at her back and she could hear the gentle words of encouragement spurring her on, Penny could hardly bring herself to form words anymore and had instead taken to sharp moans that broke before they were completed.<br/><br/>When finally she started to list into the after climax numbness, that was when Eoa put her to sleep. She could have easily resisted the spell, but she didn't want to at the moment. She found being asked to drink from someone's breast odd, but the oddity was overshadowed by the sexual need she had to be somewhat controlled.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=49323.msg2360277#msg2360277">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 20-10-2009, 16:37:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I've certainly observed her, though I've never come and introduced myself.  She seems like an adequate character witness, however, and if she's accepted you, it bodes well."<br/><br/>Turning to the bear, she leans forward, allowing it to approach and sniff her, or however a bear would greet another.  Having not been on the material plane long, she's more familiar with the native beasts of her home.  "I appreciate your help.  I am Luchael.  Do you have a name, noble beast?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I'm Beowulf," he chirped politely as he tried to hug her. At the time he's still in his smaller form so only about the size of a medium sized dog. He speaks further, "The Cleric is nice though, it seems like she might be our new friend."<br/>He couldn't help but think, Luchael was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.