Naria
Naria is a Dark Elf from the Eldar Kingdom, she is above all the lover of Prince Hakuna of the NorthLands Kingdom. She is part of a large Eldar royal family. Naria's Physique: Naria being a Dark Elf, she has a darker skin color than that of elves. She has rather short white hair. She has a very sweet and cute look and Violet colored eyes. His height is approximately 1m75 and his chest is very large and perfectly shaped. Fine and perfect hips with a large buttocks of perfect shape from the sports top that she practices. She has a fairly light outfit, almost completely showing her chest and buttocks. A rather noble outfit for a Dark Elf. Naria's character: Naria is what we call a big mouth. She talks a lot, she is very talkative. With Hakuna she is also very talkative with him. The Hakuna punish her for everything she says and she does not often take responsibility, as punishments that she hates we can cite: sodomy, spankings or any other forms of humiliation. She especially hates sodomy, The love she has for Hakuna is so strong that she cannot bear Hakuna any humiliation. She adores Hakuna, she would do anything for her. Power of Naria: Naria controls the magic of the Dark Elves a little but nothing more.
"We could go back inside and find out what happens when the master and his slave just be together as two people in love." Her cheeks flush as she says the words, but she meets his gaze steadily; her eyes full of hope and desire.
He smiles down at her, his expression softening once more. "I'd like that," he murmurs before leading her up the steps to their front door. With a trembling hand, she reaches for the doorknob; hesitating only a moment longer before opening it and stepping inside.
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Their bedroom is bathed in moonlight as they enter; the sheets rumpled where they'd been making love earlier that day. She shivers slightly, remembering the intensity of their passion then; wondering what it will be like to experience that kind of connection now, under different circumstances.
He closes the door behind them, shutting out the rest of the world as he turns to face her once more. His eyes burn with desire as they drink in her every feature; the contrast between his soft expression and hard body sending shivers down her spine.
Her heart races as the goblin challenges her honesty. Part of her wants to deny it, to keep up the pretense that she's not enjoying this forbidden pleasure. But another part of her is tired of lying and hiding, longing for the freedom to admit how much she truly desires him.
"Alright," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It does feel good."
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Her confession seems to embolden the goblin, and he takes advantage of her honesty by slipping a hand under her dress, caressing her bare skin as his fingers explore between her legs. Naria bites back a moan, feeling the wet heat of her arousal against his fingers.
"See?" he whispers, his voice low and husky. "It feels even better when you admit it." He tilts her hips forward, exposing her more fully to his touch as he continues to tease her sensitive flesh.