Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180220030742

(S9/Evylyn) Rotha pulls Evylyn closer as they kiss, pulling her across the floor. Though no giant, Rotha dwarfs the dainty Elven Succubus, and she is careful not to be too rough.

She guides her to the edge of the quilt she's laid out on the edge of the vast bed, opposite from Eothred. She sits down and wriggles herself onto the bed slowly so as not to disturb him, though it looks as if that would be impossible---Eothred is now sleeping soundly and has rolled over, away from them.

Rotha gently lays down, pulling Evylyn on top of herself. If she did it the other way, she would be the one moving the most, and this might wake the knight. But as it is, Rotha pulls off her top, and then her bottom, showing that she's more than ready.

"Try not to shout..." she whispers to Evylyn through a smile.