The fifth elf, her iridescent black hair shimmering in the dim light, added her own tantalizing touch, trailing her fingers along Arpious's sides, teasing her as they moved dangerously close to the places that ached for attention. "Just let go of your thoughts," she murmured, her breath warm against Arpious's skin. "Focus on the sensations. We'll take you to the edge, but we won't let you fall."
As they played with Arpious, their collective energy enveloped her, building the tension higher and higher. Each time she felt herself teetering on the brink, the elves would expertly pull back, keeping her tantalizingly close to release but never quite allowing it. They expertly navigated the line between pleasure and restraint, leaving her gasping and yearning for more.
