It seemed, as licentiously harnessed as it was, that Nalcarya could thoroughly exploit the manifestation of male luring rhetoric’s. Oh, had she mastered it - heel driven in verbally and physically receptive sectors; each hit naturally reeling consensual victims in for another dosage.
Dolric understood her promiscuous antics - thoroughly dissecting and rearranging them in order to please both parties on a variety of topics and principles.
Her kiss offered him a supple relief - ginger, teasing. Lacking profligate, but at the same time promising it. His eyes fell to a cresent lid, noting her pivot and preparation for an elegantly poised exited.
Oh no. He wanted a little bit of his fun before her departure.
The Thalmor Justiciar took several paces forwards, promptly diminishing any previous set distance she had between between them, before angling his figure in such a way that it would sufficiently obscure his proceeding actions to the scuttling masses.
Dolric’s hand snaked low - talented, gloved fingertips cupping and squeezing her delightfully crafted posterior. With her rear firmly in tow, his teeth neared and grazed against the cartilage of her ear - his voice guttural and spiced with heat, “Hope you have fun without me.”
Normally, one might be taken aback or surprised by such antics, but not Nalcarya. No, she was not in the mode for surprises, not the frame of mind - not ever. Indeed, it was so, nothing shocked or too her off guard, for that would imply she felt the fear of what might happen after.
She knew he knew this, and so keeping this in mind, she allowed her body to react to his rather blatant touch. He was sly, closing in like that, and he knew just where to graze his teeth to make her shiver - or, at least, that's what she displayed. It was often hard to tell with Nalcarya whether she was placating or genuinely enjoying something. Sincerely, she would say the latter was true at this moment.
"Me? Have fun without you? That's a tall order, Justiciar Dolric." Her gold eyes were sharp, staring relentlessly into his own. They did not offer any gentleness. "I'll be sure to do what I can." Finalizing her statement, the Altmer lady moved her hand to overlap Dolric's, pushing it further against her rear before sliding it down, eventually from her entirely.
