<div class="floatright">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/77da1d6f9afde1efa6263291e2abed8b/tumblr_n2pnec422E1s6bxzqo1_250.png)</div><strong>Location:</strong>Barracks<br/><strong>With:</strong>Bremorel<br/><hr/>Bree felt Fin moan as she slid her hands towards the blonde's shoulderblades pulling her close as her other hand drifted up her neck, teasing bare skin in a way that made the Viking shiver. This was all so wonderful and Fin lost herself in the joy, sweetness and nearness of Bree and the passion of the kiss they were sharing. It lingered on the lips even after the kiss ended and they spoke to each other, the rest of the world having dropped away leaving only their embrace as what was real. Fin's heartwas racing and her skin was on fire as she admitted so much of her truth in those all so familiear words, and she was touched by how much she saw that she was not alone in feeling it. Finna felt it in the way Bree slid her fingers through Fin's golden hair, taking a hold of her head as she drew her to her for another deep kiss.<br/><br/>Finna's hands clutched at Bree's sides pressing her closer to her so that their bodies molded to each other as Bree teased her lips with the tip of her tongue flickered out. Fin had once been the target of a beastman shaman's lightning attack... And this kiss had the same powerfully shocking quality to it that made her whole body tingle and shake. She SO didn't want it to end, ever, and she growled a bit, low in her throat as Bree pulled back suddenly, her look of confusion showed Fin that she hadn't been alone in that special, tender space where all that existed was her and Bree and their hearts that beat as one.<br/><br/>Bree's  flushed face was the most beautiful thing Fin had ever seen, not that this was the first time she'd made the half elf blush. No, her jokes, her lurid suggestions and tales of her bawdy exploits had done that many times in the past. This was different though, more intimate and sweet, precious and perfect but at the same time she could see that Bree's timerity was coming to the fore as she attempted to re-assert normalcy between them.  "...Or..." Finna said, and shifted her weight as she bent from the knees, her grip on Bree's waist tightening as she began to speak. "...I could turn Villian and throw you over my shoulder and carry you away to be ravished," she proposed playfully, in that jaunty, rollicking tone of hers that she used when joking. A few of the fellows around heard the Viking warrior's words and laughed, some cheered her on, others vowing to rescue the Sorceress from her barbaric abductor. Only Bree could see in the depths of Fin's eyes that there was VERY real desire within her mischivously sparkling eyes.