Breeze watched the Elven woman stood up, but could tell she was still in pain from her wounded leg. She watched as Eket walked around her and then her fingers touched her shoulders. Her eyes closed slowly as she felt the soft touch gently massaging her skin. She leaned her head back a little to enjoy this little moment she had with this Elven woman. She nearly let out a moan from the massage, but stopped when Eket pulled her hands away. Shivered at the words when she spoke about the cold, Breeze sighs softly as her ears were filled with her gentle words. She pouted a little when the massaging had stopped, but then felt a clothing material touched her skin.
She felt the groom from Eket, as she brushed the cloak for any wrinkles. Breeze pulled the cloak to cover the rest of her body and watched as Eket had returned to the camp fire with her knife. She chuckled softly as she watched her used it to slice the cooked meat and takes a bite.
Breeze finally walks over to the camp fire and sits next to the Elven woman. Looking at the offering meat, and then felt an urge in her stomach for food. She takes a sniff first before taking the bite. There was an exotic smell, but it wasn't coming from the cooked meat. The scent was coming from the Elven woman. Her nose inhales slowly and deeply, her lungs filled with an intense exotic aroma. Feeling a sudden pleasure, she moaned softly from the scent.
Her hand reaches up and takes hers to hold the knife steady. Her skin was soft then she realized at first. Leaning forward and her tongue reached out to lick it first. It was warm, but still wiggled the meat into her mouth and pulled it off of the knife. The cooked meat half ways out of her mouth, leaning back and tilted her head back. The meat disappeared in her mouth and slowly started chewing. She wiped her lips with her finger and licked the grease off. "That's still pretty good." She complimented her cooking. "Even if without salt, it is still pretty good." Then smiled at the Elven woman.
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