Take the elf.

You take a firm hold of the beautiful elf squirming impatiently in your grasp. While Shivra stands nearby with a glistening mist wafting from her frozen body, Amara on the other hand is burning hot. She pants and bites her lower lip as she eagerly awaits what's to come, and you don't make her wait long. After grabbing tight, you lift and pivot to where you lay flat on your back against the cold rock instead of her, which leaves her rotated on top of you. Despite the passionate heat, she still shivers. So you reach up, kiss her hard on the lips, and whisper into her sensitive elven ear, "Let's warm you up. I'm all yours".

"Oh, Kyle," she whispers in a swoon. Her delicate fingers slip the bottom of your shirt up to touch against your bare stomach. It tingles. "Are you certain you will be okay laying on bare stone?"

"So cruel... making me wait," you say softly.

She lets out an excited breath and smiles. As her hands brush farther down, they trace over the bulge behind the fabric of your pants. As she does this, while it may feel great for you, it's she who reacts with barely controlled excitement. She's been waiting for release the longest after all. Just then she perks her ass up into the air and rolls her cheek down over the firm stomach muscles you've developed in your time here. At first, it's just the soft touch of her ear and cheek, and the tickle of her golden hair, though next you feel her lips and tongue as she enjoys the taste of your body from your lower chest down to your waist. She works your shirt off more and more each time she maneuvers up and down, until finally, she grabs hold and works it off your head. This is only a moment before she grabs you tight and dances her tongue swiftly into your mouth. Your hands grasp at her bare back and and rub up and down in an attempt to shield her from the chilling air of the magical cave.

Feeling her fingers maneuver your belt away fills you with excitement. Her eyes light up as your trousers are lowered, and she immediately grabs the waistband of your underwear. Almost as if to savour the moment, she slides them down slowly, but the moment the head of your hard, hot cock springs free from its restraints, her tongue extends out, and she takes it to her throat with a moan of pure hunger. Both of her hands grab the base as she begins to devour what seems to her as the most delicious treat. The sensation of her tongue, and the passion of her lust, causes you to completely forget the sensation beneath your bare body. Certainly this is a cavern of mostly ice, though you've handled pain and exhaustion beyond most people, and on top of that, Amara's pleasure easily cancels any of that out.

"... Stop that," Shivra says. She takes a step back, eyes wide at the show present in front of her. Tsuraras are similar to succubi in some ways, but her reaction is far from what you'd expect from such. Mistress Dajy would be either cheering you on or joining in. Shivra, however, looks upon the two naked bodies with a sort of fear. She grasps at her heart, and begins to breathe rather heavily, as if the temperature has been turned up.

At last, Amara crawls up your body like a cat on the hunt. Pure excitement runs down her inner thighs. It's a miracle, and a showing of her character, that she would still begin with your pleasure first despite having a body screaming for the opposite. Though it's finally time. With hands planted on your stomach, she moves her hips down, and at least takes in the full meat of your member between her quivering lips. Her first reaction is one of pure relief. As it slides deep inside, she shakes and moans, though softly as her eyes flutter. Your hands hold her sides firm as she rises back up. After the second time, however, her speed increases quickly. She begins bucking her hips like a wild animal, bouncing up and down on your stick with nothing else on her mind. The elf rides with careless abandon, not only gasping out in pleasure but whispering your name on occasion, which is music to your ears.

Your hands do work as well. One caresses up her silken skin to touch upon one of her breasts. You take the nipple between your fingers as your hand cups around it. She has a slender physique--not nearly as endowed as someone like Eva, though not flat like Fang. Though despite this describing her as the most ordinary, she's still far from it. Her beautiful elven elegance goes beyond any others of her kind you've met. You feel a connection to these girls, and Amara is no exception. You feel her warmth--the tremble of her body--and with your skillful touch and movements of your hips, you're driving her into ecstasy. Your Kitty Sense says she's already almost there. After being denied for so long, the waterfall was busting at the seams even before. Now it's time to set her free.

You kiss at her neck and she giggles in response. Though her laughter is cut short, instead replaced by ecstatic moans. She begs for more with, "Yes, yes~! Ohhh, please d-do not stop, please... I... I c-can not... Ah~!"

"Shh." You comfort her with a hand up to massage her ear while your other guides the movements of her bucking hips. Her eyes roll back at the touch to yet another sensitive part of her body. "Just cum for me."

To those words, she gasps wildly, as if her orgasm has come even more quickly than she expected. She clutches at your back, and near your ear you're gifted the frantic breath and quiet moans which have replaced her more audible noises of euphoria. Her entire body is tensing up. It feels as if her body is growing weak, so you grab her sides firm with both hands now and buck her yourself. Her smile opens wide and she touches her upper chest with the tips of her fingers while tilting her eyes up to the glistening ceiling of ice. From the heat, water begins to occasionally drip from above. A single drop hits her cheek, and rolls down her chin, and then between her breasts. However, the goosebumps she has are not from that, but the pure ecstasy washing over her. She moans out loud once again, though this time it's like she's gasping for breath. Her body throbs with the intensity of however many orgasms she'd have had by now if it wasn't for the choker she wears, but she loves it. She loves that only you hold the key. She loves that she's had to wait. Right now, however, there isn't a thought in her mind. As the orgasm takes her, she thinks of nothing but this moment.

Sweat drips down from her forehead. Her body is far from cold now.

Though your own quivering breath, you whisper out, "Oh we're not even close to done yet".

"Oh Kyle~!" With a big smile, she wraps her hands around your shoulders and kisses you many times over. "I am s-still... Aah~!" She shudders, still making it through the waves of her orgasm. "I wish for more."

"Can you wait one moment?"

"No," she jests, though only partly. She bites at your lip in a soft, playful manner, while maintaining the weight of her body on top of yours to keep you from budging.

"But we don't want to ignore our friend."

She smiles and sits up, resting briefly upon your thighs before lifting herself to the side. She remains down on her knees, and watches you closely as you stand--her eyes mostly on your rear while you turn to Shivra.