<strong>Name:</strong>Bremorel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Finna's Tent<br/><strong>With:</strong>Finna<br/><hr/>Bree loved the feel of their bodies together - it was amazing how well they fit, how their curves could follow each other.  When Fin caught her in her arch, a strong arm pressing up at her waist, holding their midriffs together, it was so uniquely sexy, so thrilling... she loved Fin's gentle power, her form so delicously curved, yet stronger than any of her previous liasons.  That Fin used that strength to tease her, to keep her kiss oh-so-slightly unattainable, just added to Bree's need, her desperation to please her lover, to entice her and her lips back down.<br/><br/>Pull as she might, press and glide with her legs and arms, Fin still resisted, shifting her focus to their hips.  The sorceress felt every point of contact, but was still unprepared when Fin's aggressive maneuvering brought her sex to Bree's, the warm, moist pressure stealing Bree's breath and giving her a new focus, captivated by this novel contact.  Their eyes locked, Fin could see that the less-experienced Bree was losing herself completely, swept away by pleasure, and completely giving herself over to her 'friend', her beloved warrior.  She might have reached her peak without too much more attention, but the change in motion as Fin began gliding downward staved it off, allowed the half-elf to catch her breath just a little, though that breath was ragged and loud.<br/><br/>Bree's hands slid around Fin's shoulders, down her back and up her sides, repeating as Fin moved down, then pausing as it became impossible to give any attention to controlling her hands, so caught up in Fin's perfect tongue, then teeth... Bree arched again, twisting to one side to push her right breast up more into her lover's skilled mouth.  Fin was thanking her - as if Bree wasn't the one taking Fin's love, so freely offered for so long, finally accepted - it was Bree that should be thankful for this gift.  But she couldn't speak, she could only moan, more hoarsely still, before suddenly turning her head to the side, catching the fingers that were at her jawline and wrapping her lips around one, then two, flicking her tongue against them as Fin had just done to the sorceress' nipple.  Remembering her arms, she used both hands to catch Fin's head and pull it in, to press it to her breast, shifting to bring her left breast into play, trying to press it against Fin's lips.<br/><br/><br/>