Tales of Androgyny - Elf Lady! (Patreon)
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She walks towards you slowly, her hips swaying, a subtle lick of her lip that you barely perceive, until you're close enough to smell her breath, which is just as sweet and floral-smelling as she is.
"Alara is the name of the flower, and yet, I am Alara to you. What do you think of Alara?" she asks, playing with her hair, looking away from you... before catching your eye unexpectedly.
"I think... Alara is beautiful," you say, feeling a little choked up in her presence. She leans closer to you.
"And of the woman before you?" she asks, her face close to yours, a coy smile on her lips."