<strong>Reliyian Isilivanthar – The next morning and a new arrival?</strong><br/><br/>As Eshalu brought pleasure to herself, Reliyian pulled her hair and let it fall behind her as she raised herself on one arm, letting her large breast fall onto Eshalu’s back as she leaned back in. Legs bent, Reliyian gently and carefully laced her feet with Eshalu’s, not disturbing the motions of heat. Relyian watched, her breathing rising and falling with her companion’s. Feeling the racing of Eshalu’s heart, her own matched its rhythm. She sighed heavily as her free hand ran gently down her own neck and over the full curves of the center of her chest; she stroked low at her stomach but went no further. When Eshalu repeatedly exhaled the hard gasps of orgasm, Reliyian shut her eyes tight, the very sound and undulations causing a low but distinct crest of pleasure for herself as well.<br/><br/>Opening them slowly to Eshalu’s beautiful smile, “<em>No, it was quite… amazing,</em>” Reliyian spoke low and sweetly as she settled closer to Eshalu once more. “<em>Humans yes, sometimes. There are places, entire societies where humans do not show such restraint. Although not all are, well, pleasant. To speak truthfully, where I am from it would be frowned upon as well.</em>” She paused, looking slightly nervous as she tried to explain without insult,<em>”It would be considered an act of abusive power, a type of vanity. Our words for sex come from the roots of the words for knowledge, which are in turn sacred to us. It is to emphasize that it involves the heart and mind, not merely the body. An, intimate, sacred knowledge not to be shared lightly. Do I… make sense?</em>” Reliyian returned to lightly stroking Eshalu’s hair, “<em>But we are now sisters as you define us, Isilmiel. Close in a way I still do not truly understand and I thank you for sharing your most sacred knowledge with me.</em>”<br/>____________________________<br/><br/>The morning<br/><br/>The warm night between them, Reliyian had started to feel somewhat better. Her magic was still diminished but the feeling the monster had left behind had faded. She was making struggling grunts trying to do her best to tend to Eshalu’s leg. She even start to babble as she commonly does, making note of the strong taut muscle, how they attach to the bone and provide for strength of leverage, some of the large creatures she has seen and how (somewhat morbidly) would like to have dissected them as they seem to defy the works on anatomy she studied…<br/><br/>Going on about the difference between the muscles of creatures in the sea versus those on land she hadn’t even noticed Eshalu’s subtle reach for her weapon. With her back towards the stream she did not see the stranger approaching.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Description and Picture(s)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Reliyian/reliyian_dress_zps984739ed.jpg)</div>Description: Her hair is fine like silk, pale as the winter sun and highlighted with streaks of lavender dye made from crushed berries. Her eyes beautiful, pearlescent orbs of pale sage are set against her light skin that when the light strikes her has a feint golden glow dotted by freckles from her face to her shoulders.  She smiles, you think, the expression is too faint to be sure. Even her mouth seems to shimmer with a soft glossy pink. Her ears are long, ending in perfect points. Reliyian wears a blue strapless dress held up by her impressive figure and by crisscrossed silver thread across an open back, wide enough to reveal most of it in a V-shape to the slight curve at the base of her spine. Long detached sleeves ended in golden lace that was also embroidered throughout the dress. Her skirt ending just above her ankles below which you see her golden lace low heeled sandals, it has a slight up the left side exposing much of her supple leg to where you can just make out the curve of her hip.<br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stats</span></strong></td><td></td><td><strong><span class="bbc_u">Consequences</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td>Refresh: 2</td><td></td><td>Mild: -</td></tr><tr><td>Fate Points: 4</td><td></td><td>Moderate: - </td></tr><tr><td>Physical Stress (Physique) </td><td>[1] [2] </td><td>Severe: Drained of her Magic</td></tr><tr><td>Mental Stress (Will) </td><td>[1] [2] [3] </td><td></td></tr></tbody></table> </div></div>