Alistair- [ Muffled, faintly, by pillow and thumb- A man with large hands and an elf with a slim face? There will be mouth touching. Accidental mouth touching that usually would end in a nip or a lick or whatever would make Alistair screw his face up like a child and mumble about grossness-
And such reprisal is forthcoming save for the clatter of beads. ]
What is this on your wrist, mm?
[ It was not there when he'd left and Alistair is not one to create such things himself. ]
no subject
And such reprisal is forthcoming save for the clatter of beads. ]
What is this on your wrist, mm?
[ It was not there when he'd left and Alistair is not one to create such things himself. ]