Talk:Elf/@comment-26115871-20151116203315/@comment-5426290-20151117085853

I treat her nicely and put my arm around her on the couch, asking if I can touch her belly. When I get permission I stroke over her belly and tell her that I'll take responsibility for our daughter.

She looks unsure, but soon enough settles and rests her head on my shoulders. I tell her that I don't have a ring to give her, but if she wishes to marry me in her own tribe's ways that I'd be more than happy to do so.

A tenfold years later corruption has spread across the land, but it's for the better as I'm sitting on my couch. A nude daughter going up and down on my lap, while my non-dominatrix elf wife encourages our daughter to get her belly full of daddy's cream.