Joli leans up against the taller half-elf, her lips nuzzling under his chin as she draws the fabric down his arms and trails behind with soft, teasing fingertips.  She trails the contours of his muscles eagerly, kneads his biceps once before slipping the shirt off his frame completely and placing a wet-lipped kiss at the crest of his pectoral muscle. Her eyes study his reaction as his shirt falls to the floor, and the spritely girl's huge, smouldering eyes drink him in anxiously.  Her fingers trace their way back to his shoulders and back down the valley of his chest, testing the swells and sways of his contoured body and the smoky trail of hair down the line of his stomach.<br/><br/>"Am I doing it right?" she asks, and the remarkable dexterity of the girl's deft hands becomes obvious as she glides them into the tight waist of Lon's pants as she kisses him, her small mouth's delicate, bow-shaped mouth covering his lower lip and working over his top-- a feat that requires her to stand on her toes.  The reward of that gesture is threefold-- her hands trail over his pubis to tease the soft hair around the base of him, the kiss is fierce and warm, and her ass tightens with the effort to stretch up, making the generous swell of flesh under his hand tense and flex deliciously.  Girlish and youthful, under the soft padding of flesh her muscles are supple and healthy.<br/><br/>She eases his pants open and down, baring him to the air... from the floor, she eases back at a crouch to behold him, surveying for the first time so close and so intimately a real man-- not a boy nor an anxious young man, but a man of the world, one whose musk whispers of hunts and lovers and needs unspoken.  She studies him from toe to ear-top with a mixture of awe and arousal as the firelight dances over his body.  "Turn around," she says softly, her breath catching, "slow..."  she stands, backing up on her bare-soled feet, and backs up to where Laurin arches back against Balfor.  With an effortless ease that is beyond explanation, she eases her half-naked body against the mostly naked woman, feeling the swell of the woman's breasts against her and glides her hands up the young woman's thighs.   "I want to watch you before... before you see me..."