<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Topless_White_Hair.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mephis<del>Daphoinos</del><br/><strong>Race:</strong><del>Ḩ̸̉å̴̱l̷̤͒f̷̺̎-̶̨̚E̴͖̾l̶̯̓f̷͓̒</del>Dhampir<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorcerer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer, Divine Mark, Harlot's Mark, Slave of Lord Victor Balebrook, Traitor to Atlantica<br/><hr/>That kiss from Ionli wound up catching Mephis by surprise, though she quickly gave in and started responding to it, kissing the young woman back. Those fingers running up and down her sides sent soft shivers along her spine, and of course the feeling of that heavenly body squeezing down around her shaft was bringing her quite a bit of pleasure already, leaving her rock-hard and throbbing while still fully embedded within her.<br/><br/>"It'll get a lot better soon," She promised, her voice low and lustful. And then her hips started to move... It was a slow, gentle pace to start off with, easy to adjust to, but also slow enough to let the aasimar feel each and every inch as the dhampir pulled out almost all the way, then plunged back in to the hilt, moving her hips in long, easy strokes. She continued to gaze down into the other woman's eyes the entire time as she made sweet love to her, watching her face, her expressions, waiting for that magic moment when the discomfort faded away entirely and it was finally time to pick up the pace and show her some real pleasure.