Thread: Festival of Warring Races ||Lagertha x Google||

In all truth, Vaeri Norris had not had a good nights rest in years. Accompanied with fruity strong wines, and the strong dwarven ale, it had easily knocked her out, over consumption. If the skys were to fall and smash the place to pieces, it was doubtful Vaeri might have even truly stirred. She only managed to nuzzled her head further into the pillow as the floor creaked, her pointed ears twitching. Vaeri rolled onto her back, halfway with her legs still bunched together and curled up. Her hands rested on either side of the pillow, her lips parting as she breathed peacefully. Her breasts, were hidden softly and thinly behind the lose opaque fabric of her dress, but her legs remained together as he loomed over her. Still, the drinking had caused her nipples to harden, as if naturally was a side effect of her heavy drinking. Mmm.. Vaeri groaned when the sheets were pulled from the lounge, and were started to wrap around her. She did not fight him, simply she wrapped her arms around herself and curled up into a tight fetal position as the warm sheets wrapped around her small frame. There was no doubt then, no one would question what he was carrying. They would muse it must have been other spoils, for there were no other elves as small as Vaeri was. She was abnormal in a sense, the runt of the litter of elves. Vaeri didn't even muster awake really, maybe for a bit, as he jumped out the window. She hiccuped as they hit the ground, but otherwise she was relatively quiet over the chatter of Minotaur, clanking of hooves, and the howling laughter of the partying elves. As well as some sounds of pleasure could be heard, no doubt elves mating as they often did in this place. Vaeri simply snuggled against the chest through the sheets, as if she had known it her whole life. Yulik.. Vaeri muttered the word, the name rather, before they got closer to the gate with the shaman. After all, Yulik had been her protector, out of all her siblings he was the closest to her, and she thought of him as a father figure in a sense. The only real time she saw her actual father was during meetings, or discussing the treasury, and she had grown up watching her mother from afar. Likely, Vaeri couldn't even tell which one of King Eluis wives was her actual birth mother, the majority of them all looked like a sea of faces to the child. She felt him moving his arms and hit his chest, as if fluffing a pillow, before snuggling back against it. Though her fists were much smaller than other elves, and it likely didn't hurt the big oaf. She hiccuped again, once they made it through the portal, the portal disappearing behind them as she tried to get more comfortable. Yet, the Minotaur walked with her like a baby bundle against his chest as he moved through his house, stirring Vaeri slightly, but not completely waking her from the sound and soft hue of light filtering in through the white sheets. The ride up the stairs was bumpy, causing the girl to bounce and giggle, and hiccup in her sleep as if she was on a water bed before relaxing again. Only when he moved to his bedchambers, took the package from his chest and tossed her on the large bed wrapped in sheets. First, Vaeri's right eye opened to the sight of white sheets over her face. She heard the low murmuring of a male voice, as her left eyes opened. Vaeri noted she was on a bed, and stretched her whole body out. Her arms were first, parting the sheets from her face as she yawned, her legs next before she arched her stomach up, head back to stretch further. Then, when the white sheets were halfway off her body, a strap falling on her left shoulder, did she blink and look at him curiously. Her eyes were still glazed over from the drink, but her deep lips pulled into a grin before she had a fit of giggles again. Ahh! Are we going to continue the game of drink then? Vaeri mused, a hand on her left cheek. Did you wish to joke about your weapon again? Vaeri grinned smugly, as if not really knowing what was going on from the amount of drink she had consumed. I could swear you'd split any girl in two by the girth of it let alone the length. Her face was red, mostly from the drink, as she spoke lewdly, saying things she might have ever tapped on had she not been so laced. This is a peculiar room.. Vaeri laid back on the white sheets closing her eyes as she hiccuped again. Fancy things for fancy elves I suppose.