<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Fallon.jpg)</div>Could she truly see Koram's thoughts, she would be weeping for him, but, she even so would not stop.  When, in the saffron glow of the lamp's low wick, she watches Koram's eyes grow tight and his body's fierce tension, she reads it as ecstasy and need fulfilled.  But when his muscles begin to clench in orgasm, and he turns away, she can somehow tell that he is supplicant under some mantle of memories.<br/><br/>This doesn't slow her efforts, and she spreads her fingers on his sac and encouragingly squeezes his testes while she laps and bobs at his cock, letting her lips and tongue be a warm, damp receptacle for his need and his body's spendings.  When he comes, she savors the sensation of his body's eruption like one enjoying the satisfaction of feeling a burst of juice from a fruit, until the musky, salty taste of him changes that image to a primal-driven acceptance and pride at the product of sated lusts.  She releases him from her mouth only to smoothly replace that contact with both hands, gripping him his swollen, twitching shaft like a wielded implement of work.  She rubs the glistening and slick head between her breasts, the warm, soft flesh dimpling at the pressure, and lets his ejaculate spurt along her coppery flesh, a tiny pearl clinging at her lower lip before her tongue slips out to claim it.<br/><br/>Fallon knows that sharing a bed and a body-- even if for superficial motives-- can create a tie.  She wouldn't do this with just anyone; she just had an affection for the half-elf, albeit a budding one, and while she does not know what he's suffering, she serves what purpose she knows.  Unlike so many faiths that must tame either the body, the soul, or the passions, Fallon lives with the understanding that all three are inextricably united.  Koram had showed something like pain mingling with the relief of his orgasm, and she wanted to soothe it and let him feel it as he must, to help him accept it while savoring the joy of making love and being<i>alive</i>.<br/><br/>She pumps his shaft with slowed, steady squeezes, letting him feel it well into the afterglow, and smiles with lusty, hungry satisfaction into his eyes before she begins to lap, gently, at the still-swollen purple head to clean him.