<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/afRPyAC.jpg?1)</div><strong>Princess Harriet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14440794#msg14440794)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 35/35, AC/TAC/FFAC: 20/11/19, CMD: 22, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 4<br/>Languages: Common, Abyssal</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Senval, to Valenlands<br/><strong>Taggging</strong>Djanet and Ashley<br/><br/>Things only continued to heat up, delectably so, and Princess Harriet now knew she wouldn't be interrupting too much. Not that she was going to push her luck as she slunk into the room, prowling like a hungry predator that circled around behind the slim, delicate man. He was starting to be a bit more active, a little more attentive to his partner, although considering how ravenous she was acting, it seemed more like his attention was secondary to what she wanted. And there, Princess Harriet could help.<br/><br/>Having decided to join in for a little fun, Harriet waited until the elven man got good and properly distracted before approaching, timing her foot steps with the sloshing of the bathwater. And then she was right behind him, reaching forward around his waist to place small, delicate hands on Djanet's cheeks, fingertips lightly hooking on to the woman's jaw. There wasn't any real force there, nothing that could hurt, but enough to exert a little control over the reclining woman. And from there it was just a matter of pressing herself close to Ashley, pushing her cold, glamoured plates of steel against his back and taking the pace from him, holding Djanet's head in place.<br/><br/>Because Ashley wasn't much taller than Harriet, her armored hips pressed up against his bare ass and allowed her to thrust his hips forward, slowly and surely. He had been moving slow to begin with, but Harriet slowed the pace further, squeezing her elbows against his sides to trap him between the two aggressive women. As she sinks Ashley forward, holding him deep within Djanet's mouth, she asks, "Is this how greetings are often handled around here?" before relaxing, falling back slowly. As she goes, she uses her elbows to bring Ashley back with her, back far enough to almost take his cock from the woman's lips entirely, giving her a few moments to breath or respond. After all, the half-elf certainly wasn't in charge here. And the faster he realized that and accepted it, the more fun he might have.