<strong>Aeryn with Eshalu, in their room </strong><br/><br/>Some things cross species boundaries quite well.  Aeryn was almost smug with the knowledge that she had read the signs correctly.  Caged between those strong legs of a woman of real power like this, a power at her mercy?  This time.  And Aeryn was merciful.  She didn't hurry, but she didn't tease,  didn't delay.  Knowing that she could was enough.<br/><br/>For now.<br/><br/>Slow gentle and tender kissing, all over, everywhere between those leg From just below the opening, to just above the pearl, from one tender crease where thigh joined torso to the other.  Around Eshalu's opening, across her opening.  In her opening istelf, as deeply as the naturalist could reach.<br/><br/>Then not so gentle, but still tender, broad, flat, stroking tongue right where Eshalu wanted it to be. hands flowing up a body to cup small breasts, not so gently tugging, pulling at taut tips, skin against skin, those elven muscles jerking and twitching, then tensing up as Eshalu reached her crest, teetered on the edge for a long not quite cruel moment - Aeryn couldn't resist a bit of teasing - then letting her lover go, riding out her storm.