<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Fallon.jpg)</div>Fallon's cheeks flare at the rough treatment the half-elf gives... he may have been larger, with his half-human blood, but she was as strong as he, and her lack of resistance is not out of fear or submission, but out of need.  Koram's ferocity in the sex act if far beyond the reach of that within Fallon which seems a cheer-singing, superficial young elven tart.  At the moment that his thick shaft finds the taut entrance to her body-- the stretch-inducing penetration electrifying and painful, it's not that girl at all that he's entered-- it's what's beneath.  Her vision flares white at the equisite sensation of being filled, then at pressure at some hidden barrier within.<br/><br/>Well, she'd asked for it-- whatever she's brought out of the gentile, puppy-cuddling and boyish-reveling knight is dark and harsh and wants to fuck her where it hurts.  Whatever waitss beneath Fallon's perky exterior must have been craving this now that she's far from the self-important alcolytes of her cloister-- the only one she's ever let get this close to the "real" needs was Ciqui, and she is gone now... she's a chosen warrior now.  Her virginity won't be on the agenda at a ritual for Lady Firehair's consumption; she could just as easily break her hymen getting thrown by a horse as on the slick-headed cock of Koram.  "It's no magic, Koram.  I've been holding off, like... I don't know, like it was something special," she says softly into the crumpled pillow, her round, warm ass firm against the pressure of his member as it cools in the air.  She laughs once, softly, at that, between deep breaths.  "Well.. you've been inside me now..." her breaths heave and her full, round breasts sway pendulously where she's bent at the waist, suplicant on all fours like an exquisitely prostrate servant, her smooth-skinned, youthful sex and the short red curls above its peak presented for him.   Still, there's a soft tremble.  "But it's not, Koram.  It's just a gods-damned roadblock... so break it.  Show me what I'm missing."  All of this rolls out in a half-whisper, emphasized by the undulation of her buttocks, her pelvis gliding over her shaft invitingly.