Hushed Willows world enough, and time

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She breathed deep, taking a heaving sigh and letting the sinew of her shoulders relax — then tense back up again as the warmth of his tongue pressed against that sensitive spot, right at the back of her neck. If anything, this spot on her body could be considered her ‘on button’ and Eleuthera grinned wildly to herself, albeit her face being all but pressed into his roughhewn collarbone. Only when he began to talk and proceeded to say something utterly ridiculous, did she pull back her head and to share her grin with him; looking up at him as if this was all some inside joke, and they were the only ones in on it.

“Here you are," the woman placed her paw atop of his, but simply held it there, light as a feather. “and here I am," she moved closer so that their chests alighted, sliding together once more. “Here we are,” suggested the voice in the back of her mind, but she only looked up at him, silently beseeching him to share what this ‘we’ all meant — because obviously, he had the answer. He was Kincaid. He knew every answer.

The red highwayman suggested a tour, and almost immediately, unthinkingly, she made to steward the man inside — but then Eleuthera remembered that this was not Elysium with its open borders. No, this was a country on the brink of war, and Eleuthera could easily imagine an unapproved visitor being taken very seriously, even hostile.  Oh, the man knew nothing of the trouble he was really walking into! The sprite pulled back and regarded him with a mixture of roguish challenge and simpering questioning. Perhaps this was the part he realized that she wasn’t worth it, and he’d walk away no worse for wear. 

She never said she was a simple woman.

Eleuthera’s lavender gaze dropped to the ground, hating to have to turn down any of his requests for even a moment, especially when it was one she had looked forward to fulfilling. “Kin, things are on high alert around here," If she sounded serious, it’s because it was a serious matter. The strife she had hinted at in their first meeting had only become worse — in a way, it was a great relief to her that he was here. ”You’ll need permission. " Eleuthera wasn’t entire sure who was ranked high enough to see Kincaid into the willows — hierarchy, right now, was somewhat nebulous — but she trusted that they too heard his call and would be here in due time. 

Her tail dashed behind her, excited to introduce to the willows that had raised her, but not wanting to cause a stir. "Trust me, you don’t want to be on the wrong end of Orlaith’s teeth!" Eleuthera had seen what the guardian could do, and she hoped sincerely that the firewoman’s rage might never be turned on her. What an inferno!