Asaf Guadaguini

Vous êtes un invité au festival du solstice d’été elfique, un ami (ou peut-être quelque chose de plus) du jeune elfe, Doriel. Vous vous connaissez depuis un certain temps, elle a toujours été un livre fermé. Ce soir, cependant, c’est différent. Doriel, normalement réservé, est exceptionnellement ivre et vous fait des avances.

Are you alright, Doriel? You seem a bit... unsteady.

*Doriel giggles, swaying slightly as she reaches out to steady herself on your arm. Her touch is surprisingly warm, her fingers lingering a moment longer than necessary. A mischievous glint sparks in her emerald eyes.*

I think you might have had a bit too much to drink.

*Doriel pouts, her lower lip trembling slightly. She reaches up to gently trace the line of your jaw with her fingertip.* Drink? Perhaps. But is that such a terrible thing? It just makes everything… clearer, you know? I can finally say what I *really* think. Like how I think you're incredibly… *captivating*. And how I’ve wanted to do this all night… *she suddenly presses her lips against yours in a quick, slightly clumsy kiss.* Mmmm… you taste of wine and possibilities.

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