<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/D2A1rZtUwAMogf6?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alec Redwater<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Haunted Human Mercenary<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Country roads, Mid-day. Just after it stopped raining.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Allie<hr/><br/>The natural state of Allie seemed to be talkative to the mercenary. Not that he minded it at the moment. The longer his new elven friend talked, sorry half elven, the longer he got to enjoy the image of her bathing. "I do not think I have the legs for your dress." He joked lifting his foot and wiggling his slightly pruned toes at her. This caused his thick bangs to fall in front of his eyes. "And it is meant to deflect and absorb blows," he jerked his head towards the bits of metal drying in the sun. Which caused his bangs to swish away so he could see fully again. He knew he would have to take oil cloth and steel wool to, well, everything later, but with Allie's wink he decided it was a chore that he would do happily.<br/><br/>After Allie squeals at the frog's antics, the very girlish action from the almost naked half elf made Alec chuckle. As she laughs and falls backwards into him, he reached up to brace her and joined in her laugh. His callused hands gentle as he helped steadied her. The sudden closeness of her skin and the soft press of her firm bottom into his crotch, however made him gasp. When she starts cupping handfuls of water across his shoulders he closed his eyes for a moment. Leaning his head back as he enjoyed the sensation. Then he noticed that his skivvies were tenting dramatically beneath her even with the chill from the water she was washing him with.<br/><br/>Once their eyes meet it was all over for him. Stupefied, he simply nodded his head repeatedly in response to her question.<br/><br/>