Purring lightly, Esima bit her bottom lip. "Zeke... You flatter me." She tilted her head a little, hair falling a bit to show pointed ears. The woman was much more than elven, more magical than a normal elf.<br/><br/>"I would like you to take care of me... I've been brash today, and you know how I feel about that." She shifted back to sit with her mid back against the feather pillows, ankles crossed in front of her.<br/><br/>Giving a soft pout, she suddenly looked calm and quiet, rather than openly seductive. "Please.." She looked up with a sexy pout.