<em>That sound... am I causing this?</em>Two instincts fight in Senna's mind as her lips explore the lovely elven body; the draw towards Fallon, and the urge to flee.  The vision of this moment had haunted her all day, and distracted her work the night before, but now that it's here, now that those hand- oh, gods, those hands... she feels so conflicted.  And then, Fallon fixes everything.<br/><br/>As the mighty elf holds her, bringing her strength to bear, Senna is free.  Free to fight, to struggle with all her feeble might without fear of leaving their private heaven.  Her fears, her misgivings, they are nothing before Fallon's power as she pries her legs apart.  Even with that thin, pink layer of fabric protecting her, she feels so exposed.  For a moment, it's terrifying, but then Fallon fixes that as well.  Her lips, her tongue, they draw out all fear, all misgivings; they wash over the half-elf, leaving nothing but The Hunger in their wake.  That kiss draws her deeper and deeper in, pulling the two closer and closer, and when it finally ends, Senna feels like the floor has been pulled out from under her, as if she's falling into a pit.  Where her knight catches her with waiting arms.<br/><br/>The world blurs out for a moment, but Fallon's kisses draw her back, and pull a long, slow, pleasured moan from the utterly enthralled half-elf.  Her breathing grows heavy, her body begins to move, to sway of its own accord as the elf's words reach her ears.  "A-animal?  I don't... understand."