20:57:20 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: <Jiare moves forward and dashes her hand swiftly towards Eleanor's cheek. If slapped, with element of surprise on her side, then the pain would be a bit over moderate.>
20:58:35 To [Jiare-RPH]: < While naturally swift, Eleanor couldn't hope to keep up with the supernatural speed the Kaldorei had. The hand connects with her cheek, the momentum sending her head rocking to the side, and the girl reeling off to follow. She grunts in shock and pain,
20:58:35 To [Jiare-RPH]: as the stinging begins to..-well. Sting. > "Ow! What was that for?!"
21:00:46 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: <Jiare's action is followed up with some more. This place had been purposely selected due to all of the machinery and woodwork being in the way from guards' sight. The human's arms are grabbed just below the elbow and collected behind her back. The
21:00:46 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: kaldorei uses the time of dizziness the other individual had momentarily, to press her up against the nearby worktable. If this all succeeded, then the human's arms were uncomfortably used to press her down into the table, and the kaldorei stood just
21:00:46 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: behind her rear.>

21:04:03 To [Jiare-RPH]: < Eleanor gave a half-yelp as the Kaldorei presses forth. She finds her leather-covered stomach forcefully shoved against the worktable, in the time it took her to gather her senses after being slapped. Her arms keep her pinned down, and cause her some
21:04:03 To [Jiare-RPH]: significant discomfort. > "What are you trying to achieve! I give in! Stop!"
21:05:48 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: "Is this what the Highborne did to you?" <Jiare curiously investigates, while her body was forced down unto Eleanor. She practically mimicked the girl's position, only, you know, having the comfort of not being pressed down upon by another humanoid's
21:05:48 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: weight. While her expression couldn't be seen, it can be heard that she is grinning.>
21:07:08 To [Jiare-RPH]: "No! I never let h-... Stop! Get off...- It's not comfortable. You're heavy!" < Eleanor states. Her tone is half-begging, and full of those delicious whimpers of hers. Someone's confused as to whether they like this or not. >
21:09:39 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: <Eleanor could sense the single free hand of the kaldorei's invading her body with or without permission. It circles her hip and then to the rear, even if there was lots of material in the way. The mere sensation of the kaldorei invading her privacy was
21:09:39 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: enough to sate the twisted mind of Jiare's. Her own crotch budges forward to press even further against the girl.> "This is the way I'll claim you... and that little collar. All mine."
21:11:13 To [Jiare-RPH]: < Eleanor found her privacy rather forcibly invaded. She began to squirm around as the hand met her rear, though not out of panic. She simply wished to give the Elf something to defeat. To push down. By this point, she's no longer able to formulate words,
21:11:13 To [Jiare-RPH]: her mind a true mess of her mixed feelings about this scenario. >
21:18:29 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: <Jiare responds to the squirming by having the gathered wrists forced upwards. Such would cause a more forceful pain, for its unnatural position of the arms. Her hot breath hums down Eleanor's ear, which is quickly rid of the hairs which otherwise
21:18:29 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: 'protected' it, and the back of her neck. The hot breath follows to the nape of it, and pale soft skin is thereby invaded by those pair of lips she had been so willing to avoid. Jiare still wears the toxins previously mentioned... but their effects were
21:18:29 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: odd indeed. At first did they feel sticky, and left a trail of such with the imprint made together with a smushy, wet sound. The spot tingles, as if partially numbed...>
21:21:16 To [Jiare-RPH]: < Eleanor found her arms forced upward. She has to slam her head down against the table just to stop herself from screaming out in pain, and thus alerting the guards. As soon as this happens, she's hyper-aware of her surroundings. Pain will do that to
21:21:16 To [Jiare-RPH]: you. Though, as soon as the lips press up against her neck, she simply sighs. She goes utterly limp, and closes her eyes. No fight remains. - In truth, she's actually just forcing her heart rate to slow, so everything would happen slower. She presumed it
21:21:16 To [Jiare-RPH]: to be a poison. Regardless. It would likely appear as she either just dropped dead, or fell unconscious. >
21:33:35 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: <The issue with such attempt to feel forceful or plasticly platonic, was that evil people such as Jiare did not care in the slightest. Her huffs and tarnished darnassian speech soars away with her thoughts, as the girl - to her - seems more recipient. A
21:33:35 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: prominent bulge is formed at her crotch as blood and adrenaline flows through her, which certainly makes the human a victim to sensing it. Jiare's free hand moves up to grab her by the cheeck and attempt to turn her sideways, so that their lips could
21:33:35 [Jiare-RPH] whispers: meet. Fervent and lustfully energetic made forcing herself onto the woman, tragically, more fun.>
21:36:19 To [Jiare-RPH]: < Eleanor sensed 'it', and ground her rear against it, firmly. She didn't -care- what the Elf was, at this point. She had been hardwired into taking whatever the Elf had to give her, without care. Her teeth were kept pressed together, and she'd close her
21:36:19 To [Jiare-RPH]: eyes, to thus divert her mind elsewhere. The lips are met, but Eleanor doesn't return the kiss, making it an awfully awkward affair. Regardless, she presses and squirms herself against the Elf as much as she's able. >
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