<strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>The woman took up his offer, smiling as she sat up on her knees and lifted her loin cloth, revealing a tuft of dark hair over her lips as they descended upon the elf's manhood. She grinned widely as her inner walls wrapped firmly around him. She braced his shoulders against the ground and locked her gaze upon his own with a single-minded intensity.<br/><br/>She grinded against him, rolling her hips upon his own in sensual, determined movements. She leaned back and looked behind her, over her shoulder. Confident that no one else was watching, the woman resumed her gaze back upon the elf and whispered one last final sentence in Yuan-ti. Her hand flashed to the small of her back, to the curved blade she had sheathed there.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'll consider you... grappled. She attempts to draw a light weapon with an opposed grapple check of 16.</div></div>