[Memory reminds her what that smirk means for her, what it promises and Eli shivers again, feeling herself clench on instinct. It promises pleasure, but it promises to test her limited patience. In sex El's always been able to show some more control, a trait Eli finds herself almost envious of again as she wets her lips before biting them]
Y-Yes?
[Relief, of sorts, that Ellana seems to be more eager to give her what she wants with waiting to much. She hopes and she moves quickly on graceful feet as Ella tugs her around, eyes bright and wide as she she's pushed down and Eli is quick to start shedding her own clothes, stripping off her coat before she tries to get started on her boots. A task made harder with Ella stripping in front of her, her attention easily caught]
What?
[It takes a moment to recognise what El has in her hands and when she does Eliana flushes darker, feeling her breathing catch. She had been expecting hands and tongues, both fine things, both things she knows Ella is skilled in. But to have her dick too...
If she was an Andrastian she'd think she'd thank the Maker here.
Instead she tries to play off the way she lights up, biting her lip to keep her whine in.]
You brought that with you? Creators, Ella, what were you even planning?
[What was she thinking, she almost ask but that seems like a dangerous question and Eliana's cheeks are a permanent red now as she tugs her tunic up and off, leaving her in her pants and her breast band, the knot of which she fumbles with when she looks up and sees El strapping herself in. It makes her mouth dry again, to see El like that, her cock jutting from her legs, her body lean and firm, more so that Eli's own slight frame is.
She's gorgeous and stripping is a secondary thought as she studies her with eyes, her voice full of want] Ella...
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Y-Yes?
[Relief, of sorts, that Ellana seems to be more eager to give her what she wants with waiting to much. She hopes and she moves quickly on graceful feet as Ella tugs her around, eyes bright and wide as she she's pushed down and Eli is quick to start shedding her own clothes, stripping off her coat before she tries to get started on her boots. A task made harder with Ella stripping in front of her, her attention easily caught]
What?
[It takes a moment to recognise what El has in her hands and when she does Eliana flushes darker, feeling her breathing catch. She had been expecting hands and tongues, both fine things, both things she knows Ella is skilled in. But to have her dick too...
If she was an Andrastian she'd think she'd thank the Maker here.
Instead she tries to play off the way she lights up, biting her lip to keep her whine in.]
You brought that with you? Creators, Ella, what were you even planning?
[What was she thinking, she almost ask but that seems like a dangerous question and Eliana's cheeks are a permanent red now as she tugs her tunic up and off, leaving her in her pants and her breast band, the knot of which she fumbles with when she looks up and sees El strapping herself in. It makes her mouth dry again, to see El like that, her cock jutting from her legs, her body lean and firm, more so that Eli's own slight frame is.
She's gorgeous and stripping is a secondary thought as she studies her with eyes, her voice full of want] Ella...