#ravlynn

The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss

(Accepting!)

Gin smirked at the elven woman from across the room, catching her eye before she quickly looked away. Was that a hint of a blush on her face?

Wonderful.

Gin slid over towards the other woman almost silently, leaning near her, but still giving her space should she want it. "Y'gotta...gotta lil' somethin' on yer face there, love," she muttered, leaning in closer now. "Lil' bit 'f Gin, it seems." With that, Gin would lean in all the way, enough to press a kiss to the corner of the elf's mouth - positioned in such a way that she'd catch Gin's lips if she turned.

" Who? Me? " Raven had this exaggerated look on her face. Polished lips parted unknowingly on how exactly she could approach such a question. She didn't normally do this sort of thing. And lately, she had been focusing on checking on her parents and her newfound sister. One, toned thigh crossed over the other and then, something clicked in her head that had her placed her hands over her face. Embarrassment shone through her cheeks. A short squeak followed before she took a deep breath and huffed. Quickly, she readjusted herself and cleared her throat. " I will admit, I've always wanted to have a partner who could spar with me and actually... you know, make me submit in the correct type of defeat. " Her lower lip was consumed by her upper in a light biting. " Not too violence, just wrestling together as our bodies are entangled against one another and... just get lost in the moment. Letting our blood boil and our fiery spirits just... express to one another through touch. " She leaned her face against her right hand now, feeling the death of decency creeping upon her.

Raven's smile was both humored and gentle. Oh, how she loved that little idea very well. The very idea of it made her giggle uncontrollably. " Oh my, well I wouldn't call him annoying but tormenting my brother is an age-old pastime. He's so young and adorable. " She winked towards the shadow with another giggle to follow. " He could use a little bit of a reunion from me and some teasing. Maybe he had come out of his shell since the last time I have seen him. "

Emerald hues seemed to look onward towards the mysterious individual that spoke amongst the shadows. For a moment, they felt a familiarity with their poetry as though she had been speaking with her father. Or at least, the father she knew as Duraxxor.

Pupils thinned, examining the meaning behind the voice as is instincts took over. Plump lips twitched before spreading into a fond smile. The way her body shifted, back forming an arch. Scratched up fingers pressed to her bosom when she released a feather-soft laugh.

" You have a way with words there, shadow. " She purred. " Being raised on home baking, mana-buns were quite my favorite growing up. But those were much harder to come by in the recent years as the creator of such delicacies was not present. " She was referring to her mother's disappearance.