Stavanger Bay oh there it is again, sitting on my chest

She answers her queen's beckoning without hesitation, drawing near and going still as the warmth of Valyri's touch fills her. Her own eyes close, breath stuttering faintly as she fights the urge to return the High Priestess's affections tenfold. The sweet chocolate-vanilla scent of her floods Nefris's senses, and then she's lost in it. Fire races through her veins, arcing and pulsing with restless intensity as the queen's featherlight touches end in a kiss. A breathless chuckle slips from her, limbs shifting and betraying her struggle. This why we're in here? Tryin' t'get me alone? She questions teasingly, voice husky with desire. Not that she minds if that is the reason.