Alandra gently grabs Sere and gently brushes her tounge against her lips

Alandra gently gripped Sere's arms and pulled her towards her before lightly brushing her lips against the elf. She could smell the scent of arousal and feel the heat of the she-elf's skin against her own. She prodded Sere's lips with her tounge, slowly, gently. Smiled as the woman sighed and leaned into her arms.

"M-my Lady?" Sere looked into Alandra's heated grey eyes and nearly went weak at the knees. She was an innocent, nothing more than a lowly messenger, yet here was this Lady who gazed upon her with lust! She stilled in Alandra's arms and waited for whatever happened next.