Chapter 10
by 
ShyValkyre
Logic? Or Lust?
Press on
Deciding to throw caution to the wind, you press on. Desire stirs deep in your chest, pooling into your tight belly. Your actions are steered by the lust running thick in your veins. You feel your breath coming out in short huffs, working your throbbing erection faster as you roughly handle the elf's tight buns.
His face twitches from time to time but otherwise he's nonethewiser.
It's not enough. You need more stimulation to get your rocks off. But...what should you do?