<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/fvdBrnH.jpg)</div><br/>Tehr was actually perfectly ok with the teasing erection she had given him.  After last night he felt little need to slake his lusts, as he usually did when aroused.  Especially when she hinted that her body might have taken more than was comfortable, which made him feel a little bit guilty.  He had fucked her for a long time, and he also knew she had been chaste the entire time she'd been here at Hewthorne hall.  He kept the look of concern from his face however as he sat up and smiled at Rosalyn.<strong>"I have no doubt that my voyeristic and deviant sister was quite serious about wanting to learn our dance, and likely more than just watch.  And as to those who can be trusted inside the home, well, I'm sure that at the very least you sense more secrets in this home that are unspoken, if you do not outright know.  I seem to recall you mentioning a few months ago the keen elven sense of smell, and there have been times when I have been less than discreet concerning my nocturnal partners."</strong><br/><br/>There he was throwing out as much of a confirmation as he was going to.  He still wasn't ready to admit the incestuous relationship with Christina to any other than Alex and Angelique, but he had a strong feeling that this woman who was very perceptive and highly intelligent could have never missed the clues.  Especially given the way Christina tended towards brazenness.  Still she had accepted him, had finally made the first move towards last night's consummation.  The fact that she was bringing it up now in fact told him that she likely not only knew about he and Christina, but had already accepted it.  He'd found some references in the blue magic books and in other more lewd tomes that mentioned elves did not have the same taboos against incest as humans did.  It made sense, with lifespans that measured in centuries instead of decades, one was bound to expand sexual boundaries over time.<br/><br/>He shrugged his shoulders and smiled,<strong>"Last night was something, amazing for me Rosalyn, and I am glad that you are well satisfied.  I myself feel at peace in a way I rarely do, and wish I could express in words how happy I am.  But I think you are right, for I could drown myself in you, lose myself in your presence, and forget to be the gentleman that I should be, if we let passion hold the reigns."</strong>He held out the blanket that had covered them for her, knowing she might not want to walk through the manse clad only in a see through garment,<strong>"Go, bathe, relax, I shall be close at hand if you desire me.  I have much work to do today, and sadly I must attend the queen this evening, though in this moment I wish it were you I would spend the evening with.  But we have duties that can not be ignored I suppose."</strong>He sighed softly.  He would like to spend his whole day with her, but elves moved at a different pace then humans and he had to be aware of that, be careful not to overwhelm her.  She had given him an amazing gift and he would take care not to be like the clingy and immature suitors who pestered her.<br/><br/>Taking her hand he kissed the back of her knuckles,<strong> "As I said, I am your servant if you require me, and shall look forwards to seeing you next... perhaps for tea time if you're rested by then?  I'm sure my dear sister will have many questions about how our night went."</strong>He chuckled and added,<strong>"Assuming of course she doesn't corner you before then."</strong>He watched her rise and tried to drink in every line, every curve, every shade of her body as she left him then.  Still he sat there for several minutes reflecting on the previous day, how he felt about all of it, and unable to wipe the smile from his face.<br/><br/>Finally as the sun started to beam through the glass walls of the conservatory, he knew that he should get moving himself.  Strapping his bracers back on, discarded at some point during the night, he conjured the illusion of clothing about his body and began to cast the cantrip of prestidigitation.  Slowly and carefully cleaning away the cushions and floor of the passions of the night before.  While his servants would be unsurprised to have to clean up such bodily fluids of course, it somehow felt like a personal act, a private one, and one he was happy to do.  Then turning to his own body he magically cleansed himself, promising himself a bath later in the day to properly wash.  Then going to his bedroom to get dressed and then back down to his study.  He had much to do today, and unfortunately most of that would be attempting to draft an informal contract.  He'd have a lawyer look over and help him with the specifics at a later date, but he needed to get the basics down today.  For tomorrow Alex ir'Hesfal's<em>(aka Alexandria d'Hesfal)</em>twin sister would be arriving from Dover, and he needed to make her feel welcome.  Then the day after that he needed to meet with house Saari with something to show them in regards to the agreement.<br/><br/>As he made his way out of the solarium, he idily wondered if there would be a woman, or women, in the house who had missed their 'night' with him last night.  He did want to keep everyone happy after all, but hoped that he could focus on the tasks at hand rather than be distracted by too much beauty.