The one Straddling Dorathia continues to suck on her nipples, while his fingers increase pace over her flower. She feels his lips tighten like he's gaining further enjoyment when he feels her wetness start to form, and he presses in harder then. The one at her feet moves them over before he carefully gets the straps of one boot loosened, and begins to pull it off. That's when her words seem to distract the one busy suckling, and he releases her breast with a pop from his mouth.<strong><em>"What!?  No, you'll pay for every bit you get and more."</em></strong>The drow snaps with agitation, and she sees him loosening his trousers a little impromptu.<br/><br/>The Dark elf gets the draw strings loosened with one hand while the other stays between her legs, those slender digits still making delicate work over her garden to entice it. She feel them stop though as he loosens her draw strings, and the one at her feet slides the boot from her and begins working on her greaves.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Notes</div><div class="spoiler_body">She notices she is fooling them surprising well. The on top of her hasn't dropped his pants yet, but it is obvious he plans to do so, and she can tell that if he does that the one at her feet wont stay idle for long.</div></div>