<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/0mrETnd.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Wu Cai<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Metal<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Wu Manor<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Min-hee, Closed<br/><br/>Cai kept her eyes downcast, but it was not out of shame this time, she simply wished to savor the feeling of Min-hee's long fingers over hers, the soft caress of a fellow woman who knew the significance of every touch and every slight amount of pressure. Her hands slipped up past the cup and both of them cradled the hand that had lingered there, while she dipped her face almost cat-like into the stroking hand of the monk. Her fingers laced into Min-hee's, she stroked and pressed against the woman's hand with soft skill, drawing out the stress and tension as she spoke.<br/><br/>"In many things I will always be the crafter of my own fate." She said quietly, pressing her face against Min-hee's hand, rubbing her fingers across Min-hee's palm and digits. "But in affairs of the heart, I am one who will always need a woman to take control of my passions, for I do not have the soul to do it on my own." She continued her caress of Min-hee, her soft bare thighs very slightly moving against each other, leaning into the hand on her cheek, all of her body language making it quite clear who she wished that woman to be.