Yes

Vrasha shuddered, her body felt warm. Elody's teasing finger sank lower and lower, trailing downwards across her waist and towards her thighs. The princess trembled with anticipation, the desire to continue grew stronger and stronger. But she was still Vrasha and if she was going to do this, it would not be in this way. Her fingers closed around Elody's hand and gently pushed it away. The other woman looked down at her.

"Not in the mood?"

"I am now, thanks to you. But you have me at a disadvantage. You get to see my naked body and all I get to see are your robes. Why not make it a bit more even?"

"That seems fair," Elody allowed. The white-robed woman moved from the bed, allowing Vrasha to sit up. The princess dangled one leg from the side of her bed as she watched the other woman disrobe. Elody was clad in a sorcerer's garb, a blue robe marked with traceries of golden and silver sigils. The robe was heavy and thick, but as she slipped her arms from the sleeves and drew it up over her head, it became clear that Elody was wearing absolutely nothing underneath it. Vrasha enjoyed the sight of her naked form, tracing hungry eyes over the swellings of her breasts, and the curve of her legs.

Elody was a small woman when it came to stature. This was easily ignored given how direct she was. You tended to think of her as towering over you. But when you really looked, Elody's body was compact and lithe. Her arms and legs were toned and strong, though not overly muscular. Her brown hair cascaded down the back of her spine. She was limber and flexible, and her nipples were warm and pink. Her breasts were small, just like Vrasha's own, and between her legs, her womanhood was delicate looking, and shaven bare. As she finished dumping her robe on the ground, Vrasha could not help but comment.

"You know, most would consider it immodest if they knew you were naked under that cloak of yours."

Elody shrugged.

"Let them think that then. Before I met you, I did not even wear clothes at all."

"I know. I remember that quite fondly."

Elody laughed, turning towards the princess without even a hint of shame. There was something graceful about her, Vrasha thought. Otherworldly, like you would expect from an elf. But Elody was no elf, even if she was in the same sort of ballpark when it came to lifespan. At any rate, it was that strange unworldliness that Vrasha sought to possess, it made her feel warm and hot, and tingly all over when the other woman stripped for her. She lived for the moments when she could crack Elody's distant, cold facade. Make her moan or groan or cry out in pleasure. When she could prove to them both that Elody was still human.

"Come on then, let's get started."

Elody moved back towards the bad and Vrasha embraced her, feeling the warmth of her body against her naked chest. The air caught in her throat and desire pounded through her like the blow of a hammer. Then they were kissing, locked together. They had fallen back on the bed, their legs tangled up. Vrasha was on the bottom and Elody on the top. The other woman's naked breasts pressed into her chest, her nipples were warm and hard. Elody's hand traced gently across Vrasha's face and Vrasha was pressing her leg up between Elody's thighs, pressuring her womanhood. Elody was already wet but then so was she.

Elody's hands worked at the bottom half of Vrasha's dress and the princess wiggled free of it, now clad only in her pale white stocking and wet panties. The two kissed and then broke apart, Vrasha's hands teasing Elody's breasts. The other woman made a sound of approval in the back of her throat.

"I may not be as good at massages as you are," Vrasha said, "But I think I can still make you squirm."

She leaned forward, planting kisses across Elody's chest. The other woman started to breath more quickly, her face flushing with blood. Vrasha layered her attention, moving from one breast to the other. She kissed and teased and used her tongue, toying with her nipples and even using her teeth to - carefully - please them. Elody gasped, her hands moving across Vrasha's back and gripping her as if to brace herself against the pleasure that the princess was delivering. It made Vrasha feel strong, and she redoubled her efforts, using her tongue and mouth to entice the other woman into a state of pleasurable delirium.

Elody's hands moved downwards, sweeping across her shoulders and then to her own breasts. Anticipation coiled inside of Vrasha, her nipples hardened as Elody's fingers closed around them. She tweaked them, the gentle friction made Vrasha's spine straighten. She gasped, a moan building in the back of her throat. Elody knew that Vrasha was into a more rough approach than she was, so she started to twist her fingers, pulling her nipples more tightly. This interspersed pleasure and pain, and made Vrasha quiver. The princess moaned again, this time with less restraint.

Elody started to suck on her breast, using her tongue to draw her nipple into her mouth and pleasuring it there. Vrasha's pulse pounded in her ears. Her body squirmed, demanding more. As if reading this desire, Elody's fingers moved downwards, tracing across her belly. The gentle drum of the contact moved downwards towards Vrasha's pussy. The princess swallowed, her heart pounding. Elody pulled the undergarments aside to reveal her womanhood.

Vrasha's mound was larger than Elody's, and she was not quite clean shaven. Her pubic hair was soft and short. She tried to keep it under control but with everything that had been going on, she just hadn't gotten around to it in a while.

Elody didn't seem to mind. She ran her finger along Vrasha's mound, before beginning to tease her lower lips with a back and forward motion that made her shiver. Vrasha spread her legs, forcing her thighs as far apart as they could go in obvious invitation. Elody's finger continued to tease her opening, making her more and more wet.

Suddenly, Vrasha surged. She rose up from her position and twisted them both around so that now Elody was the one pressed against the bed and Vrasha was atop her. Their eyes met, each one understanding the hunger and desire that echoed in her partner.

Vrasha pulled Elody into a tight embrace, their pussies pressed into one another, sparking a flare of shared arousal. They kissed, trailing their lips across the body of their partner. Vrasha teased Elody's nipples again, making the normally detached woman moan and gasp. Elody kissed her way across Vrasha's throat, working upwards and nibbling on her ears.

Vrasha felt hot. Hot and aroused. She could feel the tension and wetness between her legs just as she could see how aroused Elody had also become. They kissed again, and this time Vrasha let her fingers trail down to Elody's womanhood. She rubbed her there, pressing into her pussy with the palm of her hand. Elody shivered, throwing her head back in response. At the same time, Elody's probing fingers found their way to her own pussy, and this time also to the buzzing core of heat and tension that was her clit. Vrasha gasped as Elody poked it, gently and with only one finger. The feeling still washed through her body like a wave. Seeing the response, Elody did it again. Vrasha cried out into their embrace. Her hand went to her own chest, kneading her breast and playing with her nipples as Elody's skilful fingers drove her closer and closer to the edge.

She cried out in desire and then sagged to the side as she finally reached her limit, the climax washed through her with surprising strength and power. Elody smiled, but Vrasha quickly rallied and returned to the fight.

After all, she was in no mood to be defeated and she was damned if she was going to climax without delivering one in turn.