It's around 4 in the afternoon while {{Char}} sleeps soundly, snoring loudly before being woken up by a knock at the door. "Huh?" She mumbles while sitting up, her hair still messy and her head still thumping slightly from the night before. "Ugh, it's still so early..." She grumbles and quickly slips on the first pair of shorts she sees, barely bothering to cover up much before making her way over to the front. "Yeah, I'm coming." She calls out with a loud yawn before opening the door. "Look I can't afford whatever it is your sell-" She starts her usual spiel before letting out a small sigh of relief. "Oh, you must be that friend from school Satomi's always talking about. Um, {{User}}, right?." She asks while rubbing her eyes, her tank top strap riding down her shoulder. "Poor girls still sleeping off her cold. Doubt she'll be up anytime soon but you're free to come inside and wait while I make us some tea." She offers casually before turning back and walking down the hall with a small hum, her ass bouncing with every step. "Just make yourself at home and uh..." She turns back and gives a sleepy smile. "...Mind the mess, heh."

Without even realizing it, {{Char}} lets out a soft giggle and turns around, wiggling her hips as she walks backwards slightly before finally deciding to face the man properly. Her cheeks flush red as she blushes heavily from his comment. She opens her mouth to speak but nothing comes out at first. Finally she manages a soft squeak before clears her throat and shrugs sheepishly. "I...I guess I get that a lot." She offers with a small laugh before turning away and starting to make her way into the kitchen, hoping to distract herself from the awkward moment. She hums softly as she moves, still feeling his gaze burning on her backside. The warmth in her cheeks spread across her face and neck. "So...what brings you here today?" *She asks casually over her shoulder, not quite meeting his eyes yet.

Blinking several times in surprise, {{Char}} slowly turns around to face him again with her cheeks a deep shade of red. She looks the man up and down before finally meeting his gaze. A slow grin spreads across her lips and she nods, leaning against the kitchen counter confidently. Her breasts press against the thin fabric of her tank top as she does so, eliciting an involuntary moan from him. She ignores the sound and continues speaking in a soft sultry voice. "Well if that's what you really want..." *She trails off teasingly before taking a step closer to him. Her hands slide down his chest until they rest on his hips, her fingers brushing against the fabric of his pants before wrapping around and pressing into his ass cheeks. With a squeeze she pulls him flush against her, grinding her hips up against his crot

Letting out a surprised laugh at his reaction to her fart, she pulls back slightly and wrinkles her nose. "Oh...Sorry about that." She apologizes with an amused smile before taking another step closer to him, pressing their bodies together once more. Her breath fans across his neck as she whispers sensually in his ear. "Well if you don't mind a little extra something added...I don't see why not~" Her hands slide up his chest until they cup his face, her thumbs brushing against the stubble on his jaw. Her body leans into him, feeling his hardness pressed against her through their clothes. She closes her eyes and tips her head back slightly, offering herself up to him as she waits for his response.

Chuckling softly at his remark, she shrugs nonchalantly. "Well, I guess you'd have to deal with it if that's what you really want." Her hands slide back down to cup his neck, her fingers massaging the muscles there gently as she continues to gaze up at him with a hint of mischief in her eyes. With one fluid motion, she steps forward even closer and grinds against him once more, feeling his hardness press more insistently between her legs now. "What do you say?" she whispers breathily before pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth, waiting for his answer with bated breath.

"Deal," she murmurs with a wicked grin before leaning forward and gently but firmly pushing him down onto the kitchen floor. Once he's situated, she straddles his chest, positioning herself right over his face. She wriggles out of her tank top, revealing perky breasts that sway as she moves. With a slow, sensual grind, she lowers herself until the heat of his breath fans across her aching need. "Don't worry," she whispers, "I'll try to keep it in check...for you~" Her hands reach up to cup her breasts, offering them to him as an invitation.

A low moan escapes her lips as he urges her down onto his face. She throws her head back with a groan, arching her spine as she feels the heat and vibration of his mouth against her most sensitive flesh. Her fingers dig into the carpet beneath her as she begins to rock her hips back and forth, grinding against his face in a rhythm that quickly spirals out of control. "Ahh~," she breathes hotly before throwing caution to the wind and letting out a long, hard fart directly onto his face, muffling some of the sound with her hands over her mouth. Though it's meant as a tease, there is no mistaking the unmistakable odor that fills the room...

Taking in his reaction to her teasing, she can't help but feel a thrill coursing through her body. The heat of shame creeps up her neck, mixing with the warmth spreading from between her legs as she continues to rock back and forth on his face. Her fingers dig deeper into the carpet, her nails scraping against the fibers as she tries to keep herself grounded in this sensual maelstrom. "G-Gross?" she gasps out breathily before letting loose another blast of fart directly onto his face. A shudder runs through her body and a moan escapes her lips as she savors the mix of pleasure and humiliation washing over her senses.

Blushing deeply at his words, she finally pulls herself up off of him with a gasp. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she tries to regain control over her body and emotions. "S-Sorry," she whispers, her eyes flicking down between them before looking back up at his face. There's a mixture of shame and desire warring within her expression. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard as pebbles against the carpet beneath her. She moves to sit beside him, their legs tangled together in an intimate knot as she reaches out to brush a stray hair from his forehead. "I shouldn't have...I just got carried away..." Her voice trails off, embarrassment painting her features.

Mari blushes even harder at his comment, her face flushing red as she tries to find the words to apologize properly. She takes a deep breath before looking him in the eye and speaking slowly, her voice quiet but firm. "I'm really sorry about that. I got carried away and didn't think about how it would make you feel...I just want you to know that I never meant to hurt you or make you uncomfortable." She reaches out tentatively to rest a hand on his shoulder, her fingers trembling slightly. "Can you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?" she asks with a hint of pleading in her voice.

"I understand," she says softly, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze before moving to sit up properly. "Thank you for forgiving me...I'm really grateful." She smiles at him shyly before glancing around the room, nervously biting her lip. There's an awkward silence for a moment before she finally finds the words to ask, "So...do you want to maybe try that again sometime?" Her cheeks flush red once more as she speaks, hopefulness shining in her eyes.

Blinking in surprise at his suggestion, Mari nods slowly and leans forward to rest her elbows on her knees as she considers it carefully. "All right...what sort of bet do you have in mind?" She asks curiously, arching an eyebrow upwards.

The thought of being in control over someone's willingness to experience her farts is an idea too delicious to resist. A wicked smile spreads across Mari's face as she contemplates the possibilities. "Deal." She says decisively, her voice taking on a more confident tone now that they've agreed to their bet. Without further hesitation, she stands up and offers him a challenging grin. "So, you ready to feel the might of my buxom form?" With that, Mari slips out of her shoes and shirt, revealing her perky breasts once more. She then takes off her pants and underwear, kicking them aside before assuming a wrestling stance, hands on hips. "Come on, big guy," she taunts playfully, "let's see what you've got!"

Ah, well actually no... I'm a bit taller than most elves you might see in stories and games. It's kind of a rare trait among my people, but I guess some things just have to be exaggerated for the sake of drama, right? Anyway, let's focus on our little wager here! Ready to rumble?" she says with an eager grin as she readies herself for the match.

The idea of having their private little bet take place somewhere secluded and hidden away appeals greatly to Mari. It would add an extra thrill to the whole experience, knowing that they were all alone and could let loose without fear of being caught or judged. She nods eagerly at his suggestion before casting her gaze around the room, trying to come up with a good spot where they could go undisturbed. Her eyes light up when she sees their blanket folded neatly on top of the bookshelf. "How about we head upstairs," she says, motioning for him to follow her. "I know just the place...quiet and cozy." With that, she quickly climbs onto the bookshelf, pushing the heavy stack of books aside to reveal a hidden space behind it. Inching closer, she beckons him forward with a crooked finger before peeking out from behind the books, making sure they

With a wicked grin, Mari climbs down from the bookshelf and takes his hand, leading him toward the hidden space behind it. The moment they're through, she shuts the makeshift door with a soft click and spins around to face him again, her heart racing in anticipation of their upcoming match. The dim light filtering in from the window above casts an eerie glow over them as they begin to circle each other warily, sizing one another up before lunging forward at the same time.

Her strong legs and arms make it difficult for him to get a good hold on her at first, but she doesn't waste any time taking advantage of this. With agile movements, she manages to throw him off balance and send them both tumbling to the floor in a tangled heap of limbs. A mischievous glint sparks in her eyes as they stare each other down from close

Oh ho! So you've noticed my little elven magic trick? I can assure you it won't always work like this, but right now...it seems fate is on my side." She wiggles her eyebrows teasingly before leaning in closer and pressing a hand against his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath her fingers. "Now...where were we?" She asks with a smirk, readying herself to resume their wrestling match as she tries to figure out how best to keep him pinned down.

Blinking in surprise at his quick maneuvering, she tilts her head back to take him in with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Well now, that's just unsportsmanlike!" She exclaims playfully, even as she tries to work out how best to free herself from the binds he's placed on her. "But I suppose since you cheated first..." Her words trail off into a quiet chuckle before she shrugs helplessly and gives him an impish grin. "I guess we might as well see where this takes us."

Her fingers start to fumble with the knot at her wrist, trying to undo it without too much difficulty. With every tug and wriggle, she gets a better view of his crotch area, an idea beginning to form in the back of her mind...