Attend to Lady Tesgella.

Bathed in the soft glow of a cloudy sky, though just as radiant as if she's the sun itself, Nyllia stands there knee-deep in cool running water, drenched from head to toe with droplets of crystal rolling down the sensual curves of her smooth, soft, elven physique. Though despite the temperature of the water, by the piercing stare of her pink eyes and the red glow in her face, the moment's heat is intense, both from her and from you. You don't know how just a face alone can articulate so well the thought of, "come and get it right now," in a way that's still elegant, but you're witnessing it live in front of you.

She seems to take joy in watching you tediously remove your pieces of armour one at a time. In the meantime, she continues to bathe herself for real, glancing over to observe your progress with a smile, yet you can sense something else as well--like a fire inside. Even a woman with a will as strong as Nyllia's can struggle with patience and suppressing her feelings of desire. Though this is also the girl who so meticulously put together this plan from the start. She's likely even drank down a certain type of potion, knowing full well that this adventure would end one specific way. Thankfully, you don't take long. You've become accustomed to the equipment already, and it's not at all like a suit of heavy plate. You're finally at the point of removing your final garments as you take a step towards the rolling stream ahead.

You don't hold back.

In a motion of passion, you swoop Nyllia up into your arms--enjoying the sensation of her cool yet burning body, wet and soft, now in your grip and pressed up against your own bare skin. Knowing full well how coy and freaky this templar can be, your one hand goes straight down to firmly squeeze her ass, which elicits an immediate, quiet moan from her lips, though such a sound is muffled quickly by the aggressive thrust of a kiss against your mouth. Her tongue forces its way inside, and while yours dances with hers in a lust-filled moment of bodies grinding, your cock rises up the rest of the way to press firmly against her stomach. Your other hand slides up her figure and firmly holds one of her tits with the tiny pink nipple pinched between your fingers, and with the hand on her behind, you hold her as tight as you can until you feel her teeth bite your lip.

Her hand adventures downward. Pulling away enough, she strokes her fingers up the underside of your cock. It feels great. Then as her hand slowly wraps around your shaft, you begin kissing the tender flesh of her neck.

"It tickles," she whispers so quietly that you can barely hear, and it's quickly replaced by heavy breaths.

Up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm, her hand strokes you below.

Such a bombshell in your arms. A gorgeous, sexy, elven woman, moaning at your touch, already pleasuring you with such simple movements. You can't take it anymore, and by the roaring fire you can feel deep within her body, neither can she. With a smirk, you start nudging her back through the creak, which immediately brings a lip-biting look to her face as she giggles. The two of you almost seem to dance as you quickly step to the waterfall, and while it isn't tall, it's enough for her to lean against and plant her hand firmly on the rocks. You grab her by the hips, and without anymore foreplay, you drive your big, hard cock straight up past her glistening lips. With a moan of relief and excitement together, her pussy quivers in pleasure as the tightness inside is strained open, and she's filled up completely by the Demon King's manhood. Her nipples point up in stiff eagerness, one of which you lean down to plunge past your lips--toying with your tongue as you suck gently--and between her bath and the splashing water, she's drenched, though there's no telling how much of what trickles down her legs is not at all from the stream.

Every buck of your hips together drives her up against the falls, though thankfully with her strength and overall tough demeanour, she's in no danger of sustaining any damage from the rough terrain. Instead, she looks at you with widened eyes, like a hungry animal, and sticks her tongue out between her teeth. You kiss her hard, but fuck her harder, as the two of you fill each other with passion--birds flying up from the forest canopy above, and other animals leaving as well from the disturbance. Her noises alone ring off the trees and fill the clearing with an erotic display that is somehow still so pure and natural. The power of an elf, perhaps.

Her hands hold firmly around your shoulders as you continue to thrust her up and down--breasts bouncing, body jiggling, drool beginning down her lip. That may only be from the splashing mist, however. As said before, it's difficult to tell. Though in another way... it's not so difficult to tell after all. You know.

"H-Harder," she murmurs, though it's followed by a much louder demand of passion. "Harder!" she says, though with a smile.

Naturally, you move harder and faster, still pinning her between yourself and the falls all while you're both splashed and covered in cool, clear water. Her moans now have increased in speed and might as she's clearly running straight towards an orgasm, perhaps eagerly, as this is something she's clearly wanted long enough to create this little plan. Still, the two of you continue for awhile longer. Several minutes? Longer? You can't tell. The pleasure causes time to fly by. Back and forth, as the two of you fuck, she kisses you hard, you grab her ass, she kisses your neck, and you sneak your fingers down to tantalizingly toy with her clit.

She throws her head back and lets out a louder moan than before, and then with a deep, gasping breath, she looks you straight in the eyes with fluttering lids and shivers. Her grip on your shoulders returns, tighter than before, and begins to pant heavily. "Don't... Don't stop... Don't stop! I'm..."

Straight after, to your talented hands, loving heart, and meaty tool, she cums. You drive her wild through her orgasm, though her grip on the slippery rocks starts to fail. You take initiative and halt any issue before it even begins by grabbing her tight, which seems to surprise her, at least with the ease in which you do it. As she continues to orgasm, perhaps quickly hitting a second, smaller one in the heat of the moment, she wraps her legs around you, forcing you to carry her by the ass. Then she gives you a nudge on the shoulders, guiding you to the shore before she forces you onto the grass right beside the running water. There, she pins you down.