Mother of Pearl
Her order. That’s right, she’d mentioned something about that earlier, hadn’t she? “If you think so, Mistress…” Her words drifted into the heated air between them as Siobhan pressed back into her hand. The Zeltron grinned and squeezed hungrily, as if she were trying to make up for more than just the invisible groping she’d received earlier. Certainly she was excited by the prospect of getting to learn from Lady Kerrigan, but right now she was a bit more interested in what was taking place between them.
Can take the Zeltron off of Zeltros…
“Oh my, those terms sound most disagreeable.” It was more than obvious with how she moaned gently into Siobhan’s mouth, that she more than agreed with the terms. This certainly would be Joza’s most lucrative business deal yet, in more realms than one.
As the kiss deepened, the Zeltron slid her arm around Siobhan’s neck, weaving a hand into her luxurious red mane. One of her legs would come up to rest against the Lady’s own, rubbing back and forth against bare skin in a slow massaging motion. Suddenly, she hooked that leg around Sio’s own, the grip in her hair tightening, but not painfully so. In an instant, the Rogue would torque her body, attempting to pin her hot beneath her—all the while a playful smirk would threaten to curl her lips.
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
Can take the Zeltron off of Zeltros…
“Oh my, those terms sound most disagreeable.” It was more than obvious with how she moaned gently into Siobhan’s mouth, that she more than agreed with the terms. This certainly would be Joza’s most lucrative business deal yet, in more realms than one.
As the kiss deepened, the Zeltron slid her arm around Siobhan’s neck, weaving a hand into her luxurious red mane. One of her legs would come up to rest against the Lady’s own, rubbing back and forth against bare skin in a slow massaging motion. Suddenly, she hooked that leg around Sio’s own, the grip in her hair tightening, but not painfully so. In an instant, the Rogue would torque her body, attempting to pin her hot beneath her—all the while a playful smirk would threaten to curl her lips.
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]