Further proof that Daeron just never, ever gets a break.

[_daeron]

*lies in a bed in Hilbert's Hotel The Star And Tree because his bedsit bachelor pad burned down.

*Este helped but is still in rather a lot of pain*

*and somewhat immobile*

My poor flutes.... ;_;

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[_amrod]

I can make you feel better, big boy.

[_daeron]

o_0

Excuse me?

[_amrod]

My mun feels sorry for you since it's mainly partially her fault you're like this. I'm her only option. Unless you'd like Gwindor, but I don't think he's into that.

[_daeron]

*blinks*

Ehm...I uh...*ulps*

*nervous ome* Casual, just? I don't want a repeat of the Ingwe situation...

[_amrod]

Ingwe? :D

See? We already have something in common. :D

And it can be anything you want it to be, sexy.

[_daeron]

We already have something in common

:( Great.

And it can be anything you want it to be, sexy.

o_0 *is so not used to women taking to him like this*

Erm...is it warm in here..?

[_amrod]

Warm? No. It's hot. ;)

[_daeron]

Uhm...you're Feanorian, aren't you?

[_amrod]

*straddles him* That's a fact.

[_daeron]

*coughs*

I'm not sure I should be, erm, doing this with a Feanorian.

[_amrod]

*presses against him and breathes hotly into his ear*

And why not?

[_daeron]

*squeaks* Well, erm...I don't have a great history with your family really...

[_amrod]

*sucks on the earlobe*

Well, we're in the present, now aren't we?

[_daeron]

*wriggles* Well, true...

[_amrod]

*starts unbuttoning his shirt*

And no one ever needs to know.

*looks up from suckling on a nipple* ...Unless you want them to, of course. ;)

[_daeron]

Uhh...nooo, let's just keep this between us, mmkay?

*moans softly*