HOTARU
These are familiar motions and machinations, and though she knows his heart is elsewhere it does not bother her. Had her heart not still been stolen by Ashamin when Thranduil had finally capitulated to her affections? She has found over the years, over the time she has spent in different realms, in different bodies, that love, lust, affection, passion...they have different words because of the vastly different connotations they hold. If falling back on these familiar tides of teasing helps to buoy him above his grief, she is happy to play into his hands.
Following after him only makes her stifle her childish pout as his broad back and towering stature leads the way. She carefully eyes the steps and their hidden traps as he leads her down, down, down into the belly of the house. Though she is already a nimble creature, she forces herself to imitate his stepping pattern, though they are of very different builds. And when they come to the bottom, she glances around, intrigued by this fun little tomb they've made.
"A shame, this would have been far more engaging if you'd revealed some sort of sex dungeon." It's still quite impressive in its own right, though she wonders what it is he needs of her here that could not have been accomplished upstairs.
Following after him only makes her stifle her childish pout as his broad back and towering stature leads the way. She carefully eyes the steps and their hidden traps as he leads her down, down, down into the belly of the house. Though she is already a nimble creature, she forces herself to imitate his stepping pattern, though they are of very different builds. And when they come to the bottom, she glances around, intrigued by this fun little tomb they've made.
"A shame, this would have been far more engaging if you'd revealed some sort of sex dungeon." It's still quite impressive in its own right, though she wonders what it is he needs of her here that could not have been accomplished upstairs.
please do me a favor and shut up
I wear heels bigger than your d*ck
