Finding no comfort, the young elfling sobs pitiously into her arms, her small, shaking frame looking utterly alone and frail.

Shiroi stares at Razz, in the most unsettling way. Her midnight eyes holds the elfling in an unmoving gaze, her mouth shut, as if studying intently. Razz is adorable... like a cuddly little kitten... so helpless. Shiroi's hands clenched as she thinks of this, imagining crushing the cute little elfling. Or rather, provoke it into more confusion, and distress... Slowly she got off of her chair, and glides silently to Razz's side, taking a hold of her arms and pulling the elfling up against herself. Wrapping her arms around Razz's waist, she pulled Razz onto her lap, cradling her small frame. "Sshh..." she whispered soothingly into Razz's ear, stroking the elfling's soft black hair with one hand, and her back with the other.

Choking on her tears, Razz offered no resistance when Shiroi pulled her onto her lap. Weakly she buried her face in the nape of Shiroi's neck, and clutched at her shirt with her small hands. The soothing whispers, the gentle stroking... Slowly she calms, and her crying died down to mere sniffles and hiccups, exhausted.

Still stroking Razz's hair, Shiroi pressed the elfling's head close, and lowered her own head, planting light kisses on Razz's forehead, even as she continues to make more soothing noises. Her other hand, meanwhile, travels lower, to the small of Razz's back, her caresses giving way to a hint of urgency and yearning, slowly tugging at the elfling's robe, and it edges over and down her raised knees, exposing her closed thighs...

Not having caught on to Shiroi's true intentions, Razz lies limp against her, allowing herself to be comforted by Shiroi's intimate caresses. Never had it crossed to her innocent mind that another female might pose as a sexual aggressor against herself. Submissively she lets herself be cradled by Shiroi, wholly unguarded.

Knowing, and counting on the elfling's naive trust, Shiroi gently lifts Razz's face, and her kisses ran lower, taking on a slight passionate note. Her other hand creeps down, and cups the elfling's bottom, barely clothed by the ends of her robe. The tips of her fingers finds the crevice between Razz's legs against the cloth, and it strokes lightly, coaxing...

The haze that envelopes Razz's mind seems to lift slightly at the almost-intruding touches of Shiroi's hand, though, not being the brightest apple of the barrel, Razz still does not catch onto the fact that these touches are in fact intentional. Uncomfortable, she plants her feet more firmly against the bed, and lifts her bottom in an attempts to shift her seat away from Shiroi's questing fingers.

Shiroi's hold on Razz's head turns firm, but still remains gentle somehow. Her kisses turn feverent, and she lets out faint, breathless moans as she catchs Razz's lips with her own, pressing Razz's face close to her own. Her hand does not relent its suggestive advances on Razz's crevice, instead it finds it again under the robe, clad only in a thin pair of underwear. Gently she lifts Razz off of her lap, and, still engaging in a ardent liplock with the helpless elfling, pushes Razz onto her back again. The hand that cradles Razz's head was freed, and it trails down to undo the clasp on Razz's low collar, pulling her robe open on the right side, revealing one of the elfling's small, white breasts. Greedily her hand closed over it, teasing the nipple with her deft fingers, fondling the small mound of flesh.

Stunned into confusion by the kiss, Razz stood no chance against Shiroi. Her feeble protests were lost in Shiroi's well-trained advances, overwhelmed before she even fully realized what was happening. Her hands were caught between her own torso and Shiroi's as she was pushed onto her back. She tried to struggle, but it was hard to concentrate, with Shiroi's fingers probing against her private place, stimulating... She moans without realizing it, whimpering in pleasure, coupled by an unknown fear. Her heart sped as Shiroi exposed her breast, and her head swimmed in an almost drunken ecstasy, her nipple perked in excitment. She tried to struggle against Shiroi's free reign over her body, but was overpowered by Shiroi's superior strength. A wetness between her legs grows under the manipulation of Shiroi's fingers, and it dampens her undergarment, her last defense, until it was pushed down to her thighs. The elfling cried out in astonishment and need as the advancing hand parted her naked slits, ever probing... Almost as if acting on their own accord, Razz's legs have parted to allow greater access for Shiroi's hand, and the elfling moans powerlessly into Shiroi's mouth, her lips still being ravished by her attacker's hungry kisses.

Shiroi moans as well, and she explores the depth of Razz's mouth, leaving not one spot untouched. Her hands continue their pillage on the small elfling's body, caressing, fondling, probing, violating, Razz's helpless cries and her own hunger only exciting her further. She did not tear Razz's robe further, her hand merely creeped over the elfling's other breast, stroking the small nipple into perking up against the cloth. Her lips finally left Razz's, and she trailed aside to plunder Razz's neck.

Razz could only cling tighter to Shiroi's bodice as Shiroi played with her as she wished. Squirming on Shiroi's manipulative fingers, emitting longing moans and yearning cries. "Aah... Aahh-ah!" She cried out, louder than before, and her face flushed as she realized that she had been crying out.

Shiroi allows no chance for Razz to hesitate, as soon as she had decided that Razz's body was ready, she slipped her fingers inside the small elfling, her thumb pressing down and kneading Razz's clit while three of her fingers probed in and out in the slippery crevice. The heated wetness building between her own legs as she feels Razz's squirming and affected cries. Her other hand remains busy, pleasuring the elfling's small, round breasts, practically virgin for all the attention they had received before... Then she paused, and drew her hand away from Razz's privates, taking a hold of Razz's hand instead. Pulling, she lifted her own skirt, and guided the elfling's hand toward herself, forcing Razz to stroke her between her legs.

Having closed her eyes tightly shut in the overwhelming sensations, Razz opened them again when Shiroi's hands suddenly left her. She was frightened to see Shiroi using her hand to pleasure hersef, and tried to pull back.

Right then, Shiroi grabbed a hold of Razz's free hand, and pressed it between the elfling's open thighs. Without a word, she coaxed Razz into touching herself, while pleasuring herself with Razz's other hand.

With her own hand firmly held against her hot, wet need, the elfling started massaging herself, masturbating before Shiroi's eyes. While Razz is occupied in pleasuring herself, Shiroi is free to do what she desires with her other hand.

Shiroi's eyes shifted from the spot between Razz's legs to her flushed face, her lips that are parted in cries of need. Sensing her own climax coming, she made Razz slip her fingers into herself, forcing her to fingerfuck herself - actually, the both of them.

"Ah-ah! Ahh!" Razz cried out, her head tossing from side to side under this abuse, the pleasure, the violation, all the sensations seem to rush to her head, and yet still stay building to the point of breaking between her thighs. "Aah! Aaah! Ah-HH!" The elfling cried as orgasm washed over her, and as she rode the blinding wave she turned her head and opened her eyes, and the last thing she saw before darkness overtook her was Justin's unconscious profile. His face seemed cold and apathetic somehow...

Shiroi held Razz's hands for a couple seconds after she'd came before dropping them, coated in their juices. Straightening her own outfit, she walked over to the counter and took up a basin filled with hot water, a washing cloth, and a soap. With these she came back and carefully washed all traces of the night's sex off of Razz's hands. Razz's damp underwear she took, and, after a wipe between the elfling's legs with the cloth, she took a new one from a cabinet and pulled it up over her bottom.

Straightening Razz's robe, she pulled the covers over the elfling and carefully tucked her in. After having finished her clean up, Shiroi paused and turned around, casting an odd smirk in Justin's direction, and went to the door, returning to her quarters, but not before casting the same odd smirk at the surveillance camera's direction as well.