(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140715/beautiful-eyes-freckles-ginger-Favim.com-1916759.jpg)<br/><strong>Tasha Ananias (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14416552#msg14416552)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 29, AC: 13, CMD: 13, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 11<br/><strong>Active Spell Effects:</strong> Lullaby<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Draconic, Dwarfen, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>The Last Stand Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Xana<br/><br/>Tasha felt a lump growing in her throat as she listened to the other girl's admission. Shame that had nothing to do with their eroticism flowed into the half-elf. She'd been as guilty as any of the 'dirty men' Xana had encountered, just wanting to control but not thinking of the longer term consequences. After all, wasn't she the one destined for damnation? And wasn't it beyond cruel to try to rope this girl into that kind of fate?<br/><br/>The information about a besigiled stranger, seemingly wanting to stop anyone attending the wizard's tower did suggest this might be the right track, but it still didn't seem like the place to take anyone not directly involved.<br/><br/>The half-elf sighed loudly, clutching at her rapidly fading ardour and kneading Xana's welcoming warmth in order to rekindle it.<br/><br/>"Okay," Tasha agreed, her voice low, "Thank you, Xana. No begging needed, just lie back and let me do this for you."<br/><br/>With one hand now cupping the bandit's pussy, fingertips dancing in the slippery heat, Tasha leant forward to stroke her free hand across Xana's cheek, easing the girl's head up so she could recapture her gaze. With gentle care, the half-elf probed, circling the girl's clit.<br/><br/>"But there's no mystery, Xana," she whispered, "I have needs and, let's say that I recognised some of those same needs when I first laid eyes on you."<br/><br/>The mesmerist's hand drifted lower, following the curve of the bandit's throat down onto the ripeness of her breast, twisting the nipple very softly and then crushing it against Xana's lush bosom as her palm claimed the warm, almost liquid flesh. And, with that, Tasha once again dived into the girl's sex, her tongue now a flickering blur that lavished all its attention on the bandit's straining clitoris. She clutched hold, squeezing the captive tit until it seemed to spill through her fingers.<br/><br/>Every breath filled her head with the scent of desire, Xana's heady musk seemed to infuse everything. Face buried between the bandit's thighs, Tasha swept her tongue in tiny arcs, then once again sucked the delicious nub between her teeth, holding it in place, as though concerned it might otherwise slip away. The mesmerist opened herself to the girl's reaction, torn between matching her lover's mewling insistence or pushing more forcefully in the direction she so clearly wanted to go.<br/><br/>She timed her eager nibbling to the girl's breathing, letting both accelerate with every delicate caress. Tasha found herself delighting in just how responsive the girl's body had become, just enjoying the way Xana's body shivered and leapt.<br/>