[A4F] Elven Respite. (Warmth, enthusiastic consent, romantic subversion.)

"You have made certain propositions in the past."

She was standing above them when their telltale voice broke the song of the night-covered woods that surrounded them. Not so much as a bird considered making noise in the presence of their tapered eared friend, which should have been eerie to the point of cause for readiness of battle, but when compared to the long list of strange things that happened around their most unlikely party member...

There were five of them, and only the elf amidst them had the smoke of their fire bend towards them at an impossible angle. The other three were surrounding said fire at that very moment, enjoying each other's company without any notice of their two missing companions - they'd stepped away to grab God-knows-what, mind completely derailed by their abrupt break in focus.

It wasn't the elf's fault. Everything she did was a 'break in focus' for them no matter what it was. If she breathed in a particularly lovely way it sent them into fits.

Said elf blinked down at them as an indication for them to speak, patiently waiting for their temporary muteness to come to an end.

Finally they shrugged, shaking their head and smiling apologetically, still at a loss for what they could mean. 'Propositions?'

She sighed.

"Sex. If you are still--"

Leaping to their feet - tripping over themselves idiotically in the process, knocking over their bags, banging their knee on the dirt - they made a gasping noise of realization that sounded like an owl. "Ohwaityesofcourse!" Their voice tumbled, embarrassingly loud and yet quieter than it would have been if they didn't suppress it out of respect. She doesn't seem to mind their enthusiasm, smiling up at them and nodding, watching expectantly and quirking a brow upwards.

"Here, or?..."

The very thought of 'doing it' within proximity of their friends sets their mind aflame with lurid fantasies of an especially loud elf coming apart at the seams and vocalizing their pleasure for all to hear, but they somehow manage to get a hold on themselves long enough to come up with a better answer.

"There's . . . a spring," They answer, mouth dry at the thought, trying hard not to glance downwards, knowing that they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from imagining water dragging down their body in perfect rivers.

Oh, fuck.

...

'They' can be exchanged for any gender.

It's a pretty basic premise for a short-term plot; an elven woman and her golden retriever-esq human adventuring partner spend a night together after a long period of one-sidedly platonic friendship. 'Certain propositions' allude to very bad 'I'm only kidding but I'd totally fuck you if you let me' flirting.

No coercion, bitterness, or bad vibes allowed. Rough sex is fun and encouraged, but this is meant to be a highly experienced human companion having sex with their (probably?) highly inexperienced close friend that they care for very deeply and would never do anything to hurt. They're meant to be a silly, easily excitable person.

Any personality or 'class' archetype is one I'm very happy to work with, the prompt up above is not locked in stone as far as dialogue or vibe is concerned. YC's elf can be just as much of a strange weirdo as MC is just to be subversive and surprising. Creativity is highly encouraged.

MC is expected to be a service domme / caretaker, so expect a lot of body worship, kissing, general intimacy, compassion and consideration in bed, ideally a size kink with the human being the larger of the two.

Rougher kinks can include spanking, breeding play if there's a dick involved, hairpulling. Etc. So long as it's fun and not cruel I'll probably say 'yes.' Tears of happiness, very minor 'mindbreaking' in the sense of 'I came so hard I'm temporarily nonverbal and need hugs.'