"I want you, Stef!" I say, once I lay her down on the bed.I pull down the straps of her teddy, and, see her bare breasts for the first time; they're a...perfect b cup, with beautiful pink, puffy nipples, which are fully erect."You breasts are beautiful!" I say.She just lies there, and, blushes."Nobody has ever complimented my breasts before, Steve!" She says, blushing even redder.I lean down, and, starting with her right nipple, I begin rolling my tongue over her nipple, flicking it, taking it in. I waited for a response. Finally, Thomas replied, “If I come over there, we won’t just be sleeping, will we?” This was the moment of truth. Now or never! “Nooooo…”, I breathed. The word hung like smoke in the air. I waited, breath held. No response. “Oh great, now I’ve done it”, I thought. I prepared myself for a lecture on chastity or how he only wanted friendship. Instead, I heard movement and could just make out his form sitting on the edge of the bed in the moonlight. After a few seconds. No doubt there was somewhat more to what I will now tell you, but only Anarion and the gods know the truth of the matter.Korothan had obviously been busy in the intervening years, for he had recruited a veritable army of ne'er-do-wells who had undergone the same ritual he had, ingesting Seregil's blood or whatever it was. There were about fifty of them, and they were more than human. Some had armour-like plates grafted onto their skin, others horns upon their heads and claws on their hands. It. In…bed…I…need…you.’ It was a whisper almost angry in it’s frustration. He made quick work of getting to his feet while simultaneously lifting her. It was amazing he had managed to keep his balance in the tub. The fervor of their kisses carried them back to bed as Dimitri collapsed atop her. This was not how Dimitri had planned things. He had wanted to worship her body, to let her know there was more to them then raw passion. But right now it seemed raw passion was all that mattered, fingertips.