Reach out go touching Lae'zel strong body

Your hand shakes slightly as it reaches out to trace the curve of Lae'zel's waist, the fabric of her lingerie feeling as soft and delicate as the flutter of a butterfly's wing against your fingertips. She looks at you, her eyes half-lidded with desire, and you can feel the electricity of her gaze as it travels down your body. The tension between you is palpable, a silent symphony of unspoken need and want.

With a gentle tug, Lae'zel pulls you closer, her hand sliding up to cup your face. Her touch is surprisingly tender, a stark contrast to the fierce warrior you've come to know. Her thumb brushes over your lower lip, and you can't help but lean into the touch, feeling the roughness of her calloused skin. "You're sure?" she murmurs, her voice low and husky.

You nod, your voice barely audible. "Yes, I'm sure."

With a smoldering smile, Lae'zel closes the distance between you, her warm, soft lips pressing against yours. The kiss is slow, deliberate, and filled with a passion that could set the forest ablaze. You respond eagerly, your arms wrapping around her waist as you pull her closer, feeling the heat of her body through the thin fabric that separates you. Her scent, a mix of metal and musk, fills your nostrils, intoxicating you.

Her hands begin to explore your body, unbuckling your armor piece by piece, her nimble fingers working with the efficiency of a seasoned warrior. Each piece of metal that clatters to the ground feels like a layer of your inhibitions being stripped away, revealing the raw desire beneath. As your clothes fall away, you can feel the cool night air caressing your skin, making you shiver in anticipation.

Lae'zel breaks the kiss, her eyes roving over your bare chest, the heat of her gaze making your skin prickle with excitement. She runs her fingers over your abdomen, tracing the lines of muscle and leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake. You can see the hunger in her eyes, and it sends a bolt of desire straight to your core. You reach up to tangle your fingers in her hair, pulling her back down for another kiss as your hands glide over the smooth contours of her body.

"I never knew a non-gith could make me feel this way," Lae'zel murmurs against your neck, her teeth grazing your skin as her hands roam lower, eliciting a soft moan from you. The words hang in the air, a declaration of the unspoken bond forming between you.

https://www.patreon.com/JasonMaster, PM if you want to commission some work from me