Akalfa waited with bated breath as her companion pressed her lips lower and lower to the sweltering apex of her sex, biting her thumb without breaking their line of eye contact. When Valira's tongue brushed against the needy swell of her pussylips Akalfa's hips buckled, letting out a lurid moan more befitting of a cheap tavern whore than a sorceress. The feeling of her sinfully soft lips pressing against her silken folds was indescribable, fierce pleasure being massaged into her body one worshipful stroke at a time. One of Akalfa's hands gripped the table in a frantic vice, the other tenderly weaving through Valira's golden hair with awe-struck reverence. She hardly felt deserving of such treatment. The jade green of her lover's eyes piercing through any self-doubt. How her talented tongue insatiably kissed and licked her pussy spoke of nothing short of absolute adoration. Her thighs trembled, snugly cradling the High Elf's head as Akalfa cried out with reckless abandon. Unable to think of anything other than the intense bliss of being tasted, savored like a fine wine.Valira's nipples were as hard as diamonds, her pussy just as wet and throbbing as her lovers, as she stared at Akalfa's bare nether regions. It was even more beautiful than she had imagined, practically begging to be worshipped by Valira's skilled tongue. Akalfa's bashful reaction only made her more adorable, and somehow made the situation even more arousing by its very contrast. She was so innocent at times, and yet Valira knew that beneath that facade was a woman of passion. Right now, that aspect of her was right at the forefront, and Valira was ready to indulge her as much as she needed. Grabbing Akalfa by the legs, she brought her face close to her pussy, the heat, and wetness emanating off of it making it practically steaming.
''You're doing perfectly baby.... You just relax and let me enjoy my meal...''
Valira said this with a voice that was both soothing and lust filled. She brought her tongue to Akalfa's pussy and began to lick, lapping at her folds and tasting her juices. She ate her pussy like a woman possessed, not wanting to miss a single drop of her wetness. God she tasted good! So sweet, like honey on her tongue. For minutes, she ran her tongue up and down her folds, licking it like one would do to a tasty dessert, and swirling it in circles. For the moment, she avoided Akalfa's clit. She didn't want this to be over too quickly after all and she had a feeling that the Dark Elf would cum very quickly from that. Finally, peppering sloppy kisses up towards her prize, she began to lick, suck and practically worship the throbbing bud in question. As she did so, she stared up at Akalfa with a look of pure desire and burning intensity. Her jaw was getting sore but she didn't care, all that mattered was her beautiful friends release.
Cum for me, cum like the beautiful goddess you are.
She did her best to make her expression convey that meaning, wanting Akalfa to know how amazing she thought she was. It wasn't right that the Dark Elf doubted herself so much. Valira hoped that all that her friend had accomplished with the group so far would help her gain confidence, and that her attentions would help towards that goal. She wanted Akalfa to see her as Valira saw her: A beautiful, intelligent, strong, capable and compassionate woman!
"Oh gods, there, right there! Please don't stop!" She begged, the slick movements of her tongue nearly moving the Dark Elf to tears in the face of such extraordinary new sensations. She was close, so close. The sultry look in her eyes practically begged her to cum!
As soon as the High Elf's lips wrapped around her clit she did. The white hot heat inside of her exploding all at once, gripping Valira's hair as she screamed in rapture. Her eyes fluttering shut as she grasped the table so hard it left marks. Screeching her name with joy heedless to any outside distractions. So incredibly delighted to experience something so deeply intimate and satisfying. In that moment she couldn't have felt more valued. Thrashing about uncaring of any spilled vial or mixture.
After a good moment her cries of euphoria ceased. Voice hoarse having shouted it out to nothing. Simply taking the moment to run her fingers through Valira's brilliant locks with a smile on her face. Instead of embarrassment she couldn't help but feel giddy. So content having finally fanned out the wretched heat for even a second, to spend a moment of reprieve with someone so special to her.
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