The night elf felt a strange pull a whispered secret deep within the woods. 
She spotted a familiar face but something was different a spark of mischief in his eyes. He led her deeper into the shadows promising pleasures she had only dreamed of. 
A sense of adventure surged through her as their bodies intertwined under the moonlight. The forest itself seemed to hold its breath. 
Her body pulsed with raw desire as his touch ignited a fire within her. Every nerve ending came alive. 
The pleasure intensified a wild abandon taking over. She surrendered to the moment lost in his embrace. 
With each thrust her senses heightened. A primal scream escaped her lips as climax neared. 
Their bodies were a blur of motion a dance of pure unadulterated passion. Nothing else mattered. 
The climax was explosive a shower of pure pleasure raining down. She felt utterly consumed. 
He pulled back just slightly a teasing withdrawal before diving back in. Her breath hitched. 
Another wave of ecstasy crashed over her as he whispered dirty words in her ear. She was his completely. 
The afterglow was potent leaving them both breathless and satisfied. They lay entwined under the dappled light. 
They shifted positions a slow gentle exploration of each other’s bodies. The night was still young. 
His hands roamed over her curves leaving a trail of goosebumps. Her body arched in response. 
She took him inside her again this time slower deeper. Each stroke was a promise. 
Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm a symphony of pleasure under the starry sky. This was pure magic. 