Move on to something more.

You look to the elf with a smile. "Amara, I--" But you realize it's quite difficult to find the right words. Though you aren't ready at all to settle down with anyone, she's been a special girl to you in many ways. You do care a lot for her. While you're thinking, you hardly notice her scoot closer towards you. You can feel the warmth of her body near, and her leg is soon pressed up against your own.

When you look to her eyes, you notice her gazing deeply back. Her hand moves around the back of your neck, and her head starts leaning in. Before you know it, she presses her lips against yours. You bring a hand around her side, and your other gently rests over her cheek as you enjoy the softness of her lips, and the quiet, muffled noises of joy she begins to make. Her eyes flutter closed as you enjoy one another. Finally, you both begin to pull away. You feel her hot breath against your chin. Immediately after, you kiss once again, but your tongues begin to dance within each other's mouths. She pushes harder against you, and her arms wrap around your body in a tight embrace.

She continues staring for a lengthy moment, but then her eyes trail down your body. "You have cute pajamas."

You chuckle. "Yours are too."

Amara moves a hand down to the bottom of her dress, which is still riding high up her legs. She tugs on it, though to no avail, as its wedged beneath her weight. After she notices you looking, she smiles. You're shocked by the sudden feeling of her hand on your upper leg. She rubs over it sensually back and forth, so incredibly close to your cock, which is already reaching half-mast.

"Kyle..." she whispers. "May I ask something of you that is quite difficult for me?"

"Of course."

Her hand then moves over your cock at last. You can feel every movement down the shaft through the thin fabric between, and it isn't long before you're fully erect. It points straight up within your pajama pants, and she looks down with excitement. Her green eyes eventually move back to your own gaze, and she smiles sweetly.

"I wanted to ask you," she mutters. "To tell me what you want me to do. R-Right here, on my bed."