"I just want a place to say" (Fantasy Creatures)

From Create Your Own Story

"Look, Eleanor, is it? I just want a place to stay. So, how about it? This little clan could use some added fairy spice. And, if you need some comfort, I'm your girl. Got lots-a useful spells for just about every occasion."

You give her flirty wink to make sure she understands your meaning. She giggles again.

"Okay," she says. "What's your name, fairy?"

You give an overly dramatic curtsey. "Lavender Bloodmoon, at your service."

"Well, Miss Bloodmoon, welcome to Clan Leonora. We can discuss sleeping arrangements later. Shall we get moving again? We've a long ways to go still."

Aric gives you a dirty look. He clearly isn't your biggest fan. Regardless, he begins the march again. Everyone begins to move, including Eleanor. You hover above her shoulder. You can see right down her shirt, and you're not shy to place your gaze there. You wouldn't even care if she caught you. You've half a mind to just ram yourself between her perky c-cups right now. You haven't really sussed out whether she'd be okay with that yet. As you stare, you fail to notice Eleanor and yourself slow to the back of the clan. You also fail to notice her gaze set upon you.

"Staring is rude," she says.

"I know," you reply, not moving your gaze. "If you'd prefer, I could get hands-on. I'd fit quite snugly down there. It'd be quite pleasurable for the both of us, I assure you."

"I can't tell if you're talking from experience."

"I'm talking from wishful thinking. Just putting out what I want, hoping it'll bounce back."

"I like you," Eleanor tells you. "Maybe it's your lucky day."

"It is?"

"No one's watching," Eleanor whispers. "You could go wherever you wanted, and only I would know."

You lock eyes with her. She bites her bottom lip. You know that face. She wants you.

Do you…