<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/>The dhampir, of course, was far too lost in her feeding frenzy to pay any heed to the aasimar's cries. The more that toned, curvaceous body rocked and bucked against her, the more she held on and the deeper she dove with her tongue. By the time that second orgasm was done rocking the priestess's body, the slave girl had slid her hands up and under the woman's thighs, taking hold of her hips and keeping them firmly in place. Ultimately, she only let up after she had forced that sensitive, virginal body to a third orgasm, or more technically her fifth orgasm of the night, and then only because she was satiated enough to regain her presence of mind. Drawing her eyes up along the body of the young woman in front of her, the dhampir took in her sweat-soaked skin, the way her breasts were heaving with each breath, the flush on her cheeks...<br/><br/>"Mmmh, I lost control a little..." There was a definite flush on the dhampir's own cheeks, as well, one of embarrassment at her own urges having gotten the better of her. Her gaze dropped back down to the aasimar's sex, next, and she gently bit her lower lip for a few seconds, feeling the urge to just dive back in... She was able to push that urge aside, however, and instead crawled back up the bed, dropping down on the other woman's right and extending her left arm to wrap around her and draw her in close. "There there, Ionli, take a little time to rest and recover. I'm sorry if I overloaded you a little, I just got a bit... carried away."