((It's all good CJ man.   ;D))<br/><br/><strong>Giselle Do'Urden<br/>Time; Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location; Lionel's Dormitory<br/>Tagged; Lionel, no one else.</strong><br/><br/>"My fair Drow?  That's a first for me to be called that."  Giselle chuckled warmly, still holding his hand in her own as they finally made their way to the Teacher Dorms.  It had taken a while, even with the use of shortcuts that the librarian had known, but the half Drow ranger hadn't minded a bit since it had given her time to think and hopefully prepare for what they had in mind for each other.  As he was checking her out however, she having pulled her hair up around her shoulders when she had sat down in the library earlier, she was looking him over as well.  He was bigger than she had initially realized, but his size didn't intimidate her.  She had fought and slain dragons after all, and she had done so without feeling a shred of fear save when she met their divine like gazes with her own eyes.  But their eyes luckily didn't hold much sway over her, but Lionel's eyes were a different matter altogether.  Such knowledge, such experience could be seen within them.  Again she thought of elven blood, but again was reminded that wasn't necessarily true since he was a completely different species from her own.  Despite the mane and his animal like visage, she felt no fear in his presence, just a primal need to feel him buried in her unused sheath, although there was more to it than that of course.  She respected him a great deal as a friend already despite having only met him that morning, something not even Neria had managed so quickly, but that didn't matter now.  She didn't have time to react however anyway when Lionel picked her up, making Giselle gasp in pleasant surprise as she giggled loudly, squirming in his hold which was firm yet gentle at the same time.  How could someone manage that from any race was a mystery to her, but she loved it as she was laid out on the bed a few moments later after getting a good look at his room.  Was that real grass?  That was a first, even in an elven home.  Even so, she found the entire affair to be quite fitting, and she secretly thought if she was allowed, she wouldn't have minded to share the space with him if he wished her to stay.<br/><br/>All that aside however, she smiled up at Lionel, his fangs he bore at her only making her quiver with need more than anything.  She didn't have any braids, but her hair spread out at the librarian's gentle promptings, forming a silver gray fan around her head as she lay there for him to do as he wished within reason.  The scent of wildflowers, of the grass finding its way through the floor, and the tree with its small but numerous glow flies were pleasant to her senses, sharing far more in common with her light elf mother than anything related to the dark elven side of her being, a fact she gave thanks to every day.  "Primal nature huh?  I can go for that.  Just remember, I have the endurance and stamina that could most likely match yours until and if you manage to get the help you wish.  As for feeling a man in me once again, I'm bi by nature if that wasn't obvious already.  Still, I prefer men more personally, so you're in luck."  She teased, suddenly feeling her boots, pants, and armor she still wore were a bit constricting, although a moment ago it hadn't felt that way.  She had a thing for primal, but she did have to say something before things went too far too fast.  "I only ask that you be gentle....at least at first, Lionel.  I haven't been touched in forty years.  Who knows what's happened to my sheath since then if it hasn't tightened up again or something.  Beyond that, I am yours."  She whispered, eager but a little nervous as she had been her first time so very long ago.  Even so, a little warming up would go a long way, of that she was certain up as she tried to sit up enough to undo the bindings to her mithril chainmail armor, her own chainmail shirt a little different in that the back was done up like a fancy dress so that she could adjust how tight or loose she wanted it to be depending on the situation she found herself in.  Tightening it up allowed her to sneak around a bit easier since the chains used to make the shirt didn't wriggle about so much, but loosening it up a little allowed for better freedom of movement which she had used in the fight against Ultima.