<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/b/4/H/zb4H/pfdf1tn.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Pantea Artemisia</span></em><br/>HP 52 (Current HP 52)  AC 21</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Outside of Praven</strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=113702.msg5045516#msg5045516">Quote from: Loki Aesir on 10-08-2011, 03:24:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Thomas__Dresden_Files_by_dauntingfire-1.jpg)</div> <strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cyrus Valerian</span></em><br/>HP 56 (Current HP 56)  AC 16</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9084)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Camp</strong></sup><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cyrus delighted in the sensation of her flesh as he explored her body with his lips, encouraged by the sounds his lover made in response.  By now, his entire being craved her, wanting more of the pleasure she was capable of offering.  Lasciel's presence was nearly a tangible thing at this point, having a very real impression that she was physically there, leaning well over his shoulder to get a better look at the couple.  Allowed to observe, but not interact.  At least this time around.  It took him a moment to realize that there was a second layer of pleased effeminate tones that he was hearing under Pantea's.  He looked around at the others while making sure his warm lips never left his lover's flesh.  It hadn't been Caera, that much was obvious when he glanced her way meeting here eyes for a brief moment.  The magus hadn't been the one to break the gaze.  It couldn't have been one of those who observed from the woods, surely that would have enticed a reaction from the others in camp.  A mischievous grin spread across his lips.<br/><br/><em>Enjoying yourself?</em><br/><br/>Lasciel's voice purred back, her tone was the refined essence of lust and desire.  <em>Mmmmmm, as much as I can for an appetizer while being forced to live vicariously.  That is unless...</em><br/><br/><em>Not this time around, Pantea's all mine this evening.</em><br/><br/>The internal voice growled, but it was sexual rather than menacing and entirely full of mischief.  <em>As you wish, but don't think I'll forget about this.  I'll be sure to find some way to get even.</em><br/><br/>All during that internal conversation, Cyrus never ceased his teasing and became curious about just how eager Pantea had become.  Using the hand that was not locked in her hair, he slid a finger along her slit to coat it in her nectar before sliding it into her pussy.  The feeling of how tightly her hot velvety walls gripped his digit was enough to elicit a deep breath of surprised anticipation as his cock became entirely jealous of his finger.  Withdrawing slowly, he ran the length of his finger along her clit teasingly before allowing his hand to wrap around her thigh.  Cyrus's eyes glistened with physical need as he met her's before pulling her into another deeply passionate kiss.  All the while, his hand guided her hips urging her to straddle him.  Making it well known that he desired to be inside of her.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The magus finger would feel the wetness of his companions arousal.    His finger teasing along her slit would illicit a approving soft squeal from the dhampir.<br/><br/>He then pull her into another deep kiss of passion.   His eyes said it all, his want and craving to possess her.    It is a mirror reflection of her own need and wants.    While in the kiss Pantea would as coax would slip over and straddle her partner.    Still maintaining within the kiss.   She reach and take of hold of his cock.   Guiding it to her folds and would slip him into her entrance.  With a fluid motion she would push herself down to impale his cock.   Her warm moist pink depths fit  nice and tight around.   With her taking him in,  she break the kiss.<br/><br/>Her gaze look out into beyond the shadows.   So far the catgirls  have not made a move.<br/><br/><br/>