A soft, surprised breath left him when she traced his lips. Something in the act was wildly more intimate than kissing. It was as if he could feel the affection from her touch alone, and it was thrilling. “I did not presume Fräulein Elsa Mars needed any man to allow her to do anything,” he teased, when he had regained his wits. “Though nothing would make me happier than to have your love and attentions.”
“Oh, she definitely doesn’t. She just wanted to make sure that her affections are wanted.” As she realized how entranced he was by her actions, Elsa slowly pulled back her finger and gave him a playful wink. “You have never been with a woman before, you said, am I right? No offense, dear.” With that, the blonde leaned over him and delicately ran her fingers through her curls, trying to fix what the pillow had destroyed.
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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