<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4QQ9cdd.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Süna Lightwater</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884636#msg15884636)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Blood Elf | Outlaw Rogue<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Taproom of the Vine and Horn | late in the Evening | W1D2-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yokun | Open<br/><br/><hr/>There was an expression that Süna had heard once, pear shaped. It was expressed when all of your plans failed or ended up just simply not going to plan. That's what happened when the pair of Süna and Yokun had a little arm wrestle. He was clearly larger and stronger, the table however disagreed with both of them. Giving way, the table tumbled the pair into each other. Süna ended up in Yokon's lap with the both of them still holding hands. Süna couldn't stop laughing or catch her breath, the situation was embarrassing and fantastic.  She gently thumped on the sturdy man's chest with one small fist and planted a kiss on his cheek at the proposition of retiring for the evening. The kiss was soft, warm and inviting.<br/><br/>All was not an entire loss for her wager though. The coin she had wagered was Yokun's to begin with and when they both tumbled and the whole arm wrestling situation went pear shaped Süna had grabbed the two coins in the fall. Rogues were natural thieves at heart and her hands were well coordinated even if daggers didn't always do what she planned.<br/><br/>Giggling and planting another kiss on the man's cheek she attempted to turn his face to hers for a full kiss. This one would be more inviting than the last. While her other hand now dangling behind him, she flicked the pair of coins to land on the bar top. She had no idea if it would pay for the table but she hoped the gesture would be appreciated by the Inn Keep. Again, it never cost her a thing she was just using Yokun's coins. It's easy to be generous when the coin is not your own.<br/><br/>Giving Yokun a playful slap on the back Süna said,<strong>"Hurry. Let's go"</strong>She kicked her legs a little enthusiastically in anticipation of the journey to his room. As Yokun made his way to the room she laughed more and pushed off of a wall with her toes to cause him to wobble. Giggling more at his trials. Then she ducked her head to avoid a door jam and on getting to his door she swung herself around so that her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was face to face with him. The tiny elf practically used him like the climbing tree of her youth. Plus, it was much easier to enter the doorway like this! She planted kisses on his thick neck, giving it a playful nip and giggling while she clung on.<br/><br/>The room was dark with no candles lit yet and she kicked the door shut so that the room was all in blackness. Giggling more she dropped to her toes and in the darkness wiggled out of her skirt, glowing green eyes dipping low then raising again. He would have ready access to touch her in the darkness until she took a step away from him then tossed the skirt onto his shoulder. With her green eyes bobbing back away from him more she unfastened the velvet bodice that encased her young amply developed frame. The small room completely engulfed in blackness he would not be able to see what she was doing, only hear the rustle of fabric and watch the movement of her eyes. She closed her eyes so he couldn't see her. Deftly, silently, using all her stealthy abilities she stepped to his side and lay her bodice on his shoulder with one swift movement. In a graceful pirouette, Süna spun back and away, leaning up against the wall a few feet from where the man stood. Quietly she breathed, keeping her eyes closed, she waited without saying a word. She waited to see if he would come and find her in the dark.