The halfling swivels and moans in your lap as your hands and lips begin to explore every inch of her petite frame, kissing and caressing every curve and nub of flesh as if you commit her body to memory. When you move her hands, she keeps them trussed in the shirt, holding them high above her head- which does a wonderful job of putting her body on display for you, and allows you to watch the slow spread of a blush from her cheeks to her throat, courtesy of your moment of flattery, in perfect detail.<br/><br/>"Hush you... Lest I decide I want to tie you to my bed after all, and just send Koko back the horse and the gold you borrowed."<br/><br/>For the first time, the halfling's voice shows some hint of sadness at your coming departure... but the break is only momentary, and she never loses that coy, seductive smile.<br/><br/>"You should really work on undoing those trousers, elf..."