<strong>Eshalu - in Aeryn's room</strong><br/><br/>"Your people certainly are amusing," Eshalu murmured, pleased at the intimate caress of Aeryn's dark, coppery skin against hers - it roused the primal, bacchanalian aspect of her mind - the heady loss of inhibition to which the People could abandon themselves after a long hunt, "in their own way - but I will learn that way soon enough."<br/><br/>She returned Aeryn's kisses with a demure, playful dance of her tongue, lips parted slightly to feel the human woman's warm, moist breath upon her skin. When Aeryn seized her wrists, she surrendered herself to the human woman's grip. She made no move to tense her muscles or resist Aeryn's touch, but simply let her lover explore her, relishing the tendrils of black hair gliding over her skin.<br/><br/>Aeryn's touch between her breasts and on the hard, flat expanse of her belly had left an electrifying trail. A memory of desire crystallised for an instant in Eshalu's mind. She inhaled softly, abandoning herself to Aeryn's embrace.<br/><br/>"Am I to be your prey," she smirked, an imperceptible, understated curl of her lip, "for you to do with what you will?"