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Chapter 7 by StupidHat StupidHat

What to do around the fire?

Warm up together

"Oh, come over here" Sylvia demands, opening her shadowsilk cloak for you to climb in next to her "your shivering is getting rather annoying".

Giving a brief nod of thanks you shift over and slip under the fabric. Her skin is still cold to the touch, it occurs to you for the first time that beneath the bravado she may be just as chilled as you. You put a hand behind her back and try to rub some warmth back into her.

"What do you think you're up to, Farmboy?" she asks briskly, your hand freezing in place between her shoulder blades. Laughter echoes around the cave as she rears back her head and lets loose her amusement, it niggles at your pride but you can't help feeling a little relieved. "You should have seen your face, Farmboy, it was like a Goblin staring down an Aurochs."

You **** out a laugh and try to cover your discomfort with a smile; she's a hunter, with hunter's instincts. Best she doesn't know what makes you squirm. Even so, the look she gives you seems to cut through your illusions, her pale eyes gazing past the lies your facial muscles are straining to maintain and fixing on the truth within your own.

Laughter dying away fully she turns to face you, her head tilting to the side as if regarding a riddle. A look you can't quite read flickers across her comely features, before they settle back into their usual smirk. "Oh you silly pink skin" a grey hand shoots out of the cloak to mess up your hair, settling against your cheek. "Feels cold, huh? Well that's elf skin for you. We've got magic woven into our flesh, stops us losing heat like you lot do. Inside I'm hot as a furnace. But if you really wanted to warm me up..." Her hand drifts back under the cloak, fumbling around your belt. You tense up, not sure what to do, is this just another game of hers. Groping blindly, Sylvia's hand lands on crotch, eliciting even more tension as her fingers momentarily cup your flaccid member, before finding her prize. "Ah, that's what I like to see", her hand emerging from the blanket holding your wineskin.

What's next?

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