<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/>As her tongue steadily worked its way up Ionli's body, Mephis gradually shifted her position, moving from sitting on the bed next to the aasimar to actively bending forward over her, straddling her... and eventually, when the dhampir reached her face, pressing up directly against her. The slave girl's own body was much rounder and far softer than the priestess's admittedly rather curvy, well-toned form, but there was one part of her that was still particularly firm and hard, brushing against the other woman's abs and leaving a thin, sticky trail of precum over her skin as the dhampir's tongue ran along the aasimar's cheeks and over her nose, cleaning up the last traces of their little encounter with one another so far.<br/><br/>"Mmmmh~" This time, Mephis let out a soft moan as their lips pressed together again, letting her body sink down a bit, her breasts pressing directly to the other woman's, her shaft becoming caught between them, trapped in an admittedly rather pleasant way. Her faintly glowing eyes looked directly into the aasimar's jewel-like gaze as she spoke next, asking her a very important question... "And now that you're all clean again, I suppose I should ask... Just how far would you like things to go between us this time? If you want to go all the way, I'll do my best to make it as memorable and enjoyable as I can... but at the same time, we'll be working closely together from now on, so there's no rush. We'll have plenty of opportunities for fun in the future, too."