"So what's my treat, love?" She asked, leaning in and kissing her wife.

Aaaanom!

And she's biting down on those thighs, giggling.

|| just a wagon wednesday post.

Fire rolled her eyes as she didn't resist the truth spell.

"A fey." She said bluntly, smiling.

"I know my way around these. Don't try forcing answers out of me or I'll start stonewalling."

She blinked and tilted her head.
"Same as anyone else, I imagine. I was taught it." She said softly, smiling innocently at Threyn.

"Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"Not so much a.. weapon." Fire said softly, though her grip on her staff did relax as she stared at Samus.

"Who are you?"

She got away with following the half elf for about an hour before the redhead turned around and crossed her arms, staring at Threyn.

"I know you're following me."
Her voice irritated but calm, and her head slightly tilted.
"Please, if you want to ask me something, just come ask it."

|| want to take this to dm?~

"Feels like a script-flip, hm?~"

"Technically the result of a curse, but it's not particularly.. malevolent." She shrugged, grinning as she stepped closer again.

"What's such an awkward word, though?" She asked, the words purred out.
She knew what Fern was talking about, but she really wanted to hear the mage say it..

Fire's demi-elven ears twitched, and she grinned.

"Awh, someone embarrassed?
How about I show you to my den, and you can be a little more upfront with me?~"

She had a tone that really should be setting off alarms for any sane person.