My Life My Rules

But of course what caught her eyes first was that adorable little plague doctor. Not even trying to hide the surprised joy Rix picked the little guy up. “Well now! Aren’t you just a little muffian?” Snickering Rix lightly pressed its soft beak into Shaylee’s cheek. Like a little kiss. “Darling, I had no idea you felt this way about me, I’m flattered~” Of course she was speaking of the doctors less known meaning on such a holiday. Whether the Fae meant it as a joke or not, this was something she’ll be taking great care of for sure.

The cryptex and poison ring really spoke to the thief, a clever smirk growing as she flicked through the items switches. “Ah, you know me so well, Darling.” Unfortunately for all her soon to be targets, Shaylee definitely knows what to get her. And these would be perfect for sneaking in to any uncoming ball or gala. Setting the gifts down Rix leaning over, hand resting on the other side of Shay so that their sides could met. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to spoil me.” Frankly, just Shaylee coming here at all feelings like being spoiled.

The backs of her fingers graced her side, eyes looking to those lips of hers. So very kissable… “Say Darling, why don’t you open your gifts quickly. And we can move on to your real present.” A present where Rix can truly return the spoiling, physically.

sigh....a sex journal

“And yes, I am shameless.” Rix mused completely unashamed.

Hidden Eiffel Tower Dagger

dm: what... do you mean?

rogue:

concept: non-elves can’t tell the 20 year old elves apart from the 2000 year old elves