The man could taste the wine on the elf. It was sweet and utterly intoxicating as he sucked the elf's tongue into his mouth. He smiled as he heard the sound of pleasure, muffled by the contact of lip to lip. The elf's hips rose, pressing his hardness against the man's thigh. The man reached down and cupped the hardness, and was rewarded by another, stronger sound of pleasure. He could feel his answering call, deep inside, stirring parts of him that grew just as hard. I should have gotten you drunk before, he thought. This is too much fun.