Sun Mote Copse Shedding aches for truth in a shape that's new

The fresh air cleared her head for a moment, the sun dancing in her eyes as Wildfire looked skyward for a moment. She experienced a moment of doubt then. Should she really go through with this? Would she come to her senses a week from now and be horrified by what she'd done? She truly pondered that for a long moment, then shook her head. She truly cared about Eljay and it meant something to her to help his dreams come true. Sure, it was a good thing the pregnancy would last two months; it would give them plenty of time to suss out the details of this spontaneous arrangement.

She turned, a fresh wave of heat consuming her as her eyes locked on Eljay. He looked a little uncertain about himself, which wasn't unusual. And Wildfire found she wasn't deterred by it. It would be sort of fun, guiding him. It would probably be the most awkward sex of her life... but that was okay. It would be the most loving and sweet since those youthful trysts with Floki all those years ago. Thinking about those made her smile and stoked her fire all at once, leading her to unleash her very best bedroom eyes on the unsuspecting Blackthorn.

Wildfire was tempted to flirt a little, maybe even play hard-to-get and lead Eljay on a frolicsome chase through the copse. But she had officially run out of patience. Besides, she didn't want to run the risk of scaring him off somehow. "I need you," she repeated in a low, sensual voice. "I want you." Golden eyes dancing, she pranced over to him, bumped her red crown beneath his chin and then ~*kerflompled*~ him.

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