<strong>Oriana, Silas, and Marisa</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The effects of the aphrodisiac-laden dessert hit Oriana suddenly and with far more force than she'd been expecting. In a sudden rush a familiar sensation washed over ner nubile young body, bringing a blush to her cheeks She let out a soft little moan, but a strong hand pulled her into Silas's lusty embrace. She melted into his kiss, throwing her arms around his shoulders and returning it with enthusiasm. The hand on her breast, even with the layer of green cotton separating their skin, sent waves of electric pleasure straight to her spine. When he pulled away all too soon she practically whimpered, but nodded in response to his words.<br/><br/>Before she could rise a sudden weight settled in her lap and she blinked owlishly, a perplexed expression crossing her pretty young face as she saw the petite redhead before her. Marisa might not have been the sorceress's<em>first</em>choice of the half-elves present, but she was certainly a lovely sight. Oriana had said little to the alchemist beyond their brief introduction, but with the strange vegetables setting her nerves alight, she didn't really care.<br/><br/>She moaned lightly as Marisa's soft lips found her jawline, letting her head tilt back and her thick, wild curls fall out of the way as her kisses began to trail lower. Oriana groped blindly for a moment before she found the half-elf's knees and then slowly slid her hands up, delicate fingers tracing circles and swirls on her soft, smooth thighs.<br/><br/>Silas and whatever plans he might have been concocting were banished from her mind when Marisa's lips trailed down to the sorceress's collar bone. Biting her lower lip she practically purred, shrugging her shoulder to let her loose blouse slip down another inch or two, revealing the top swell of her ample breasts. Her own hands continued their journey, reaching the half-elf's hips and sliding around to give her pert little ass a firm squeeze, pulling their bodies closer together.