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Re: Kindred in Madness (Lionfire and MAF)
Veera's words take Ruven back to a simpler time. As one of the few remaining of his kind that haven't gone the more savage way of life, Ruven lived happily indeed. He was a scholar, and thrived on the intelligence of the old elves. He was proud of his heritage and sought to prolong it, or outright revive it. Kind to all, and respectful, an attitude that landed him in this mess. "Indeed... My life took a complete turn, from peaceful bliss to utter chaos. We didn't even hear of the outsider invasion until much later, that was simply how peaceful our lives were." he sighed. "There was even a girl I liked there, who enjoyed talking with me about interesting books. We both fancied the idea of the noble elven lineage returning one day, perhaps we might have even created a movement together, before the worst kind of book entered my life." he shuddered, squeezing the book as if wanting to destroy it. "I hope I will return one day, and she'll still be waiting for me... If not, then I honestly just want to go back to my life of reading a good book or two, and educating the next generation on the nobility of elves, and the potential that we have to be amazing people... Not squandered on acting akin to the warmongering orcs."
Then, he chuckled when she mentioned his experience. "Actually, you'd be my first time." he declared. "I spent my time reading rather than courting, and to my dismay, I was content to take things slow with that girl... So I've had no other woman in my life. You'd be the first. Though, I'm not sure if that excites or bores you." he shrugged. Though, he did twist his lips a bit. As she locked her hands with his, and seemed to helplessly be drawn ever closer to him, he just chuckled. "And you... Even while you're wondering if you're being too pushy, can't you read the mood?" he inquired. "I'm sitting right next to you and allowing you to touch where you please. Or would you prefer the inexperienced one take initiative?" he inquired, slipping one hand around to gently grasp her ass. He didn't want to say it aloud, but this woman blew his dear elven beauty out of the water. Plus, he didn't know what it was, but the size difference was actually turning him on. The taller woman, even if only by a little depending on her actual length, meant that there was more for Ruven to take in and enjoy. Though he didn't want to let such inner thoughts out. It would be unsightly.
Veera's words take Ruven back to a simpler time. As one of the few remaining of his kind that haven't gone the more savage way of life, Ruven lived happily indeed. He was a scholar, and thrived on the intelligence of the old elves. He was proud of his heritage and sought to prolong it, or outright revive it. Kind to all, and respectful, an attitude that landed him in this mess. "Indeed... My life took a complete turn, from peaceful bliss to utter chaos. We didn't even hear of the outsider invasion until much later, that was simply how peaceful our lives were." he sighed. "There was even a girl I liked there, who enjoyed talking with me about interesting books. We both fancied the idea of the noble elven lineage returning one day, perhaps we might have even created a movement together, before the worst kind of book entered my life." he shuddered, squeezing the book as if wanting to destroy it. "I hope I will return one day, and she'll still be waiting for me... If not, then I honestly just want to go back to my life of reading a good book or two, and educating the next generation on the nobility of elves, and the potential that we have to be amazing people... Not squandered on acting akin to the warmongering orcs."
Then, he chuckled when she mentioned his experience. "Actually, you'd be my first time." he declared. "I spent my time reading rather than courting, and to my dismay, I was content to take things slow with that girl... So I've had no other woman in my life. You'd be the first. Though, I'm not sure if that excites or bores you." he shrugged. Though, he did twist his lips a bit. As she locked her hands with his, and seemed to helplessly be drawn ever closer to him, he just chuckled. "And you... Even while you're wondering if you're being too pushy, can't you read the mood?" he inquired. "I'm sitting right next to you and allowing you to touch where you please. Or would you prefer the inexperienced one take initiative?" he inquired, slipping one hand around to gently grasp her ass. He didn't want to say it aloud, but this woman blew his dear elven beauty out of the water. Plus, he didn't know what it was, but the size difference was actually turning him on. The taller woman, even if only by a little depending on her actual length, meant that there was more for Ruven to take in and enjoy. Though he didn't want to let such inner thoughts out. It would be unsightly.