At first, Adley could do nothing but blush and smile shyly, glad she was able to do something for the elf that no other woman could, even biting her lip as she felt herself being pulled closer. She had to admit, that was one of the best feelings in the world, to be pulled with such authority and want - that or perhaps it was just how her body's nerves were wired, to feel this sense of woo when tugged by her hips. Being called perfect was new to her though and only made her stare at the elf in mild disbelief - there was no way that she had thought so much of her already!

Then she felt the hand going up her shirt and the romantic thoughts collided with doubts. It only seemed obvious now that when she said perfect, she only meant it in a lustful way.. or had she? It was hard to think and even harder to reason that this wasn't just something leading to a one night stand. She didn't want to spend time making love only to not see the elf again and then she asked herself if she wanted to make love at all.

More thoughts spun as she reasoned that they had known each other for weeks now and even though they hadn't spoken, the feelings had obviously been festering for some time, for both of them. So perhaps it [i]was[/i] all right to let Aphrodite continue. There was a truth that couldn't be denied which was feeling her hand on her stomach was causing her body to react, to sparkle in excitement and force thoughts of things that could come from this. So in the end, all Adley could do is sigh and shiver, biting her lip and seeing what Aphrodite was going to do next...