Thread: Among the Elves (GoldenGateSon x Wingshadow)

Unfortunately, I do not, Arielle replied with a soft sigh, Naturally, her travels require her to leave for extended periods of time. Sometimes it is only for a few months, while at other times we do not see her again for several years. She never tells me where she is going next, but never fails to tell me all that she has seen and experienced in the wide world during her journeys. To the others, she simply informs them that she has not yet found the cure that she is seeking for. I can tell that she enjoys her journeys, but at the same time she has never lost sight of her true goal. With that, she nodded to her nephew and rose from the table as well, catching only a momentary glance in the direction of his erection before bidding him goodnight one last time and retiring from the room. There were others in the room, two girls in particular, one of which looked to be aged around twenty while the other around twenty-five. The younger had shorter blonde hair, sporting perky and well-rounded breasts and an evenly-toned complexion, an ornate ornament around her neck and shoulders accenting her natural femininity while a similar chain about her waist drew the eyes to her wide hips. They each took a much longer look at Steven's hardened girth as he stepped toward the rosebud-like bed, exchanging hushed whispers to each other in excited tones. Given that they were in the same central house as Steven, they were likely extended family members in the very least. For the time being they gave him the space he needed to recover from his journey, postponing any questions they might have for later. Arielle for her own part nodded to each of them before turning to leave, casting one last glance toward Steven as the flower petals enfolded him, Sleep well, Steven. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Clara and Gwendolyn, the two females from the day before, where the first to spot the young man as he left the family dwelling, their eyes nearly instantly fixing upon his stiff manhood. Clara, the younger of the two, reclined upon one of the tree branches above him, her arms folded under her head as she studied him for a moment. Gwendolyn, the older of the pair sat across the way, seated on a tree root as she jotted down words for a poem. She stood up, closing her book almost instantly when she noticed the movement at the doorway. Both approached him, Clara swinging down from above and landing as softly and soundlessly as a fallen leaf while Gwendolyn walked toward him from below, her footsteps falling as gracefully and fluidly as a swift, flowing river. Good morning, sleepyhead, Clara smiled, reaching up and brushing a lock of hair from her forehead as she bent forward slightly, as she stood a good few inches taller than him, Arielle told be a bit about you. So you're my cousin? Pleased to meet you... My name is Clara, and this here is your older sister, or half-sister I suppose, Gwendolyn. She gestured toward the older and slightly taller female who was also more filled out than Clara in the breast area. Gwendolyn also wore a simple hair pin of gold and bracelets, which drew the eyes toward her hands and her head. Unlike the younger woman, she held herself with a bit more formality, perhaps due to the uncomfortable suddenness she naturally felt from meeting her younger sibling right out of the blue. Good morning, Gwendolyn nodded to him, stealing another glance at his firm manhood before continuing, Are you... Perhaps, versed in the elves traditions? If not, you going out in such a manner may give the women here the wrong idea.