"Take you?"  Aeryn kissed the bound ranger's vulva, a slow coiling lap of tongue that centered and ended on her bud.  "I have you.  And now I'll take you over."  Kissing Eshalu's nether lips was wondrful.  But kisseng her public lips....  Aeryn slowly, wetly, made her way up Eshalu's body, quite deliberately kissing a rail between Eshalu's breasts, merely drawing her hair across them, not her lips.  A short delay at the bound woman's throat, then they were locked lips to lips, heads moving slightly, tongues coiling and dancing as the human's three bunched fingers delved into th elven woman's opening, thumb brushing her pearl, little finger grazing her pukered rosette, Aeryn's tighs gripping Eshalu's leg, riding her in time to  pulsing fingers.<br/><br/>Restraint gone, control gone, artifice gone.<br/><br/>Primal desire?  Oh yes, very much there.  No commands, no orders, nothing that rational.  Aeryn just took eshalu, took her over her crest, and followed son after.  Sowly letting them both down, gasping for air as their hearts slowed.  Carefully unbinding  her lovers hands, checking the circulation, Aeryn smiled impishly. "You're a fighter.  You pulled that pretty tight.  The sash was broad, thank the Goddess, but I'll know better than to use narrow cords on you."<br/><br/>A kiss, then nestling down in the ranger's arms, warm in the afterglow, very warm, very... safe.  Safe.  A long time sinc she had been able to relax this much with another.  "I wonder what you'll use on me?"<br/><br/>Very long.