<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vS4Yyv9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Freeman<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Enhanced Defense -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 3/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Disguise Self<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>While their first kiss had been wonderful, awkward yes, but still wonderful, the second one truly hit something deep inside the Princess. Before she had taken the lead, which was good to help her ease into it and get comfortable, but she found that letting Ionli take the lead felt much more natural. Surrendering herself to the taller, stronger woman felt good, it felt...<em>right</em>. She wanted to be held in those strong arms, ravished by her invading tongue. Rough but slender fingers dug into Serana's cheeks, and each squeeze coaxed a swooning moan out of her. Her body swelled with such heat, her skin flushing all over, it was as if she were melting. A long string of glistening arousal hung between her thighs, stretching with each swirl of Ionli's tongue against her own, "Mmmmmrm...Ionli..." she murmured, breaking the kiss for a moment, though pressed her body even tighter against the other woman to make up for it, "You can...erm...be a bit<em>firmer</em>with me if you'd like. I...umm...like feeling how strong you are..." she bashfully admitted. "Like" was selling it a bit short, she found Ionli's strength and power incredibly arousing, hence the fascination as she felt up her muscles. Knowing that such strong arms could either protect her or break her completely, was both thrilling and oddly comforting at the same time, "I'll let you know if I want you to stop, so until then don't feel like you need to hold back" she said. Granted she didn't have a full idea of what "firmer" actually entailed, or what she was specifically asking Ionli to do. It was just a vague feeling, an urge. All she knew was that whatever "firmer" was, she<em>wanted</em>it, badly.