<div class="floatright">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/77da1d6f9afde1efa6263291e2abed8b/tumblr_n2pnec422E1s6bxzqo1_250.png)</div><strong>Location:</strong>Barracks<br/><strong>With:</strong>Bremorel<br/><hr/><br/>The press of Bree's thigh up and under the armored kilt Finna wore was a thrilling surprise as Bree's knee pressed so intimately between Finna's thighs that she groaned and clutched the beautiful sorceress as her head swam with delight. This side of Bree... This capacity for unrestrained naughtiness and wickedly delicious passionate abandon was something Finna had long suspected existed within Bree, but she'd never expected it to blossom so beautifully and so suddenly... But she liked it, so very very much. It was, in many ways the culmination of all their teasing and their loving, friendly bond made into something fiery and undeniable.<br/><br/>Bree's whispered admission of her desire and excitement, posed so clearly and directly thrilled Fin to the core. Though she said nothing to the lovely, lithe half elf who had leaned her head down to whisper in her ear Fin let her actions speak volumes. She chuckled as addressed the crowd as much as herself, and when the sorceress tensed and shifted Fin lifted her up off the ground and draped the lanky half elf over her shoulder like she was the spoils of war. Finna laughed and gave Bree's ass a sharp little whack, playfully spanking her after Bree illustrated her will to be carried off with gouts of flickering flames. The crowd laughed and took a step back from the wild scene the two of them were making, cheers and catcalls following them as Finna carried her prize to her tent. All the while she teased her nails down Bree's legs as she laughs and makes haste to get to where they can be alone.<br/><br/>[OOC: Continued in the Secrets and Surrenders (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202389.0) thread]<br/>