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“Eretria, you’re doing it again.” Amberle mumbles, burying herself further into the warm silk sheets, even though the fire, and other things, have provided enough heat. Eretria hums against the elf’s shoulder blade where her head lies as her finger runs across the outline of Amberle’s pointy ear. “Doing what?” she asks, trying to play innocent.
“You know exactly what.” Amberle turns in the bed to face Eretria. The rover grins and leans over to press a soft kiss on Amberle’s lips. “They’re fascinating.”
Amberle rolls her eyes. “You hated them when we first met.” her voice is barely audible but Eretria watches her lips to catch every word. “I hated what they stood for. Who said I didn’t like how they looked?” she pushes herself up on her elbows and runs a hand through Amberle’s hair.
“Do you want your own pair?” Amberle asks cockily. Eretria raises her eyebrows and presses her forehead against the other girl’s. “Shut up.”
“Why don’t you.” Amberle kisses her and wraps her arms around her waist. Eretria pulls away and falls back onto the bed. “Why don’t you get some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow. Do you remember? Speaking in front of an audience in the throne room, all that.”
Amberle doesn’t say anything but just moves closer to Eretria and kisses her shoulder. “Goodnight.”
Eretria feels her breathing become steady and moves her head slightly to look at Amberle’s face. It was moments like these that she enjoyed the most. Moments where she could take in Amberle’s beauty without having to hear some sarcastic remark or get caught. She let her finger trace certain features; from the girl’s defined jaw to her small, plump lips. Somehow she always ended up back to the Elf ears. They had always interested her, that mark of the high race. Amberle’s had a sort of distinction to them. The end wasn’t just a straight tip, it curved slightly, in a prominent and feminine way. She never thought she’d like them. She never thought she’d like the girl with them. And yet here she was, lying in a bed with Amberle at Arborlon. I really hope the guards didn’t hear much, she thinks smugly.
Amberle stirs slightly and her hand reaches up to grab Eretria’s. “I’m starting to think you have an ear fetish.” she says groggily. Eretria’s face heats up but she pins Amberle’s hand down. “How are you not passed out yet?”
“It’s hard to sleep when you have a finger probing your ear!” Amberle squirms her hand away. “You wouldn’t like it much if I started messing with your boring human ears.” she mocks.
“Just because I’m in bed with you doesn’t mean I won’t pull a knife out on you.” Eretria boldly threatens. Amberle shifts so she’s lying directly under Eretria. “Empty promises, rover.”
“Give me a few hours and they won’t be empty for long…. I think you’re blushing.” Eretria chuckles. Amberle gives her an accusing look. “Why do you say that?”
“Because,” she leans down and kisses the tips of Amberle’s ears, “your ears are bright red.”