<em> storytelling</em><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWE6P0qUMAQQMih.jpg)</div><br/>Kieri<br/><br/>The mage chuckled, amused by Kieris reframing of the issue. "I suppose that's true, as long as you don't mind me bursting into laughter occasionally..." Which was probably a tacit agreement to let the beautiful goblin explore more...<br/><br/>Watching the hand move on her skin, Alwyn took a deep breath. "Mm. Not at all sure I want the world to know certain things." She shrugged, dismissing the  topic. She let the small woman move her as Kieri wanted, gently stroking her hand on the strong stomach. Smiling, moving her hand in small circles, she shook her head. "Destroying the grimoire is important, but it's not my greatest achievement. Perhaps a sunrise coming from stormclouds..." she mused, then looked at her own tattoos, imbued with so much magical powers. "Yes, meaning in a magical way. The skywhale is a protector, guardian. Some are designed for defense, warning, warding. The rest largely help me cast my most common magics, imbuing healing potions and the like. "<br/><br/>Said mage listened to her pact mate quietly, pushing her glasses up once again. She was starting to understand that Kieri was omnivorous in more ways than just one. Which was fair, they were different and had different goals and tastes and desires. But her pact mate was beautiful and kind, her goblin language enticing.<br/><br/>Absently stroking that small but full breast, Alwyn seemed deep in thought. "What if... You have two pact mates who suddenly desire completely opposite goals? How do you decide who to support then?"<br/><br/>It was amazing how impressively the young human could blush, bright red and glowing. Her smile to her little green lover was shy, but accepting. "I.... Yes. Yes to no clothes on the bed, and some touching. I... I'm not sure about anything more... It... Would be my first time... Of my own will..." Closing her eyes, she leaned against the beautiful goblin, taking strength from the unexpected comforting presence.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alwyn was more than happy to reciprocate when she could, sending a nice basket of coffee, teas, fruits and pastries to her favorite guards department now, with one of her characteristic awkward letters of thanks