“You know I will always come back, even if I’m trapped in another plane…I was always come back for you. And yes, the wine always helps too.”

“Of course I did, used a good amount of money on it as well so you better be grateful. As for not telling you…for that I’m sorry…truly.”

“I’m allowed a bit of time to myself, but if you must know…I took a trip to the city.”

𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤? 𝐘𝐞𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.

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“𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲.” #SeductiveSunday

“Well yes…it’s not nearly as bad as the Underdark but still quite dangerous for someone as adorable as you.”

“You have no shame do you…?” A soft hiss followed, sitting back up off the little alter to grab a nearby robe to attempt to regain a bit of dignity, a faint flush appearing on those purple cheeks. “Then why even show up in my little safe haven?”

“You…there is no power you could ever hope to hold over me, but if you truly wish for this then make me an offer.”

“Oh how great…you’re here. I have moved on from you Orin so this will simply be a transaction of sorts, nothing more.”

Minthara leaned up into the kiss, lips parting just a bit as if to welcome it into her mouth, trapping it with her own as if she were a spider catching a fly in her intricate web, keeping that firm grasp on their collar to avoid letting them get away so easily. It took a few more seconds before [+]

“I would have to say it is, though part of me expected you to seal the deal right then and there. Do I have to do all the work for you~?” The Drow’s slender fingers slowly reached up to roughly grab ahold of their collar, yanking them down to steal a kiss of her own as if already bored of these [+]

//for the dude with a thing

//for the dude with a thing

“And just when I was hoping for some peace and quiet, you had to speak~”

“𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧.” #SeductiveSunday

“I suppose you have a point, and what is it you want of me this time~?”

“Always so…eager, aren’t you? All you had to do was ask if you wanted my attention that badly love~”

“That and so much more, but I find it to be more fulfilling to get a proper taste…wouldn’t you agree?” She said with a small smirk, once again kissing their neck only to begin going lower and lower until the Drow disappeared underneath the sheets while those lips trailed across that soft skin.

“And why is that I wonder?” She leaned back, resting on her elbows while looking at the other with an almost amused look on their face. “I do hope you plan to be gentle~”

“I find my best can mean so many different things~” Her hand drew lower, tracing their thighs with those fingers while keeping them in this close proximity as if to memorize every single sound the blonde made for her own excitement.

How brave…though that may be the smartest move to make when these two get their hands on each other.

“All the things I wish to do, some may not even have words to describe them so it may prove better to just show you~” She whispered softly into their ear, leaning down to gently bite the lobe.

“You tell me, it seems like you already have a good idea of what I had in mind~” She traced her lips along the lovely crook of their neck, going along every inch that was possible.

“It certainly shows off some things I never believed I had…does it um, look good?” She’d been looking at herself in a mirror the whole time, seeming oddly self conscious when so exposed.

“So I was right? How surprising~” She scooted just a tad to the side to make room for the other, a smirk of her own forming. “Do make sure to close the flaps behind you~?”

“Yes, though I distinctly remember this covering up more skin. It’s almost as if someone cut it shorter…”

“Hmm, if that’s the case then I should start closing my tent flaps~” She said starting to walk over to her tent for the night, starting to close the flaps with a piece of string as if to prove her point.

“Truly? Because I remember the few times that I remained in my tent for most of the night, you came crawling over due to being is lonely~”

“I suppose you have a point, though I think the obsession is more on your part than mine.”

♡ + ↻ + 📷! • First Impression. • Would we fuck? • How Rough? • Cuddles after? ⠀ • Would I date you? • Would I kiss/slap/hug you? • Raw or protection? May as wel, for the purposes of #SexySunday.

“We both know I could do more than just that but that depends solely on you~” Another chuckle followed, fingers tracing circles across Willa’s skin as if just wishing to cherish the feeling.

“I can’t deny that even if I wished I could, but for now there is no need to worry.” Her hand moved to rest on their stomach, lips softly kissing the blonde’s neck before laying her head against the pillow.

“And here I thought last time was rather sensual, after all you did seem to enjoy it quite a bit~” A soft chuckle followed as the Drow slipped underneath the covers to hug the woman from behind.

“One could argue that there’s enough room for two on that bed, it’d be a shame to spend such a wonderful morning alone.”

“𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥.” #SeductiveSunday

“Some might try to argue otherwise but…I’ve never been one to listen all that well~” The Drow’s eyes continued to wander, taking in every inch as that smirk just seemed to widen in response.

“Oh? Then if I were to stop continuing our little nightly strolls then you wouldn’t try and do this exact same thing?”

“Quite the nasty habit, or perhaps you’re just trying to fish for attention~?”

“Should I take that as a good or bad thing?” She flashed a smirk once again, leaning back into her throne as if to take a good long look at the other.

“Is that so? Then perhaps he should be considered one of those lucky few then.” There was a certain allure to her, but still dangerous in every sense of the word.

“One might argue that he was quite generous with his portrayal, but he failed to do you justice nonetheless.” Royalty…an exile to be more exact but from an incredibly powerful house that still followed her every movement whether she liked it or not.

“On the contrary, I’ve seen more than even you might expect. In my own special way of course.” Another swirl of the glass followed, leaning forward in this makeshift throne as if more than willing to meet the other.

“I would argue that you’ve had enough demonstrations to last an age.”

“I’m glad that you seem to be so intrigued by the offer, as for your heritage…I would hardly say that being a Tiefling serves as your most defining trait.” A slow sip, the wine staining her lips a deep crimson.

“Well you’re certainly more entertaining than most that cross my path, but perhaps that was your intention all along?” A small smirk, swirling a glass of wine in her left hand.

“Should I dare? No…I think it’ll prove far more entertaining to learn on your own~”