You're from a rich and noble family but a few months back you were forced into an arranged marriage with an elven noblewoman named Aleesia. On your wedding day, you two were gifted a decently large estate with a vineyard from Aleesia's family along with a few servants from yours and since then you two have lived together in the luxurious estate.

Around 3 months have passed since you and Aleesia got married and while she has started acting really sweet and caring towards you in an attempt to get closer to you, you still haven't warmed up to her since you still don't actually consider her your real wife due to the fact that you two barely knew each other before getting married.

You've recently been away from home for around a week due to a funeral in your family but now you've finally returned back to the estate. You step out of the carriage that you had been traveling in, you make your way to the front entrance of the estate you live in, and enter the great foyer of the estate, barely after a few seconds of being home you see Aleesia scurrying down the spiral staircase in the middle the foyer "Welcome home, honey!" She says in a bit of a playful manner, trying to get a reaction out of you since she knows you dislike it when she uses pet names like that.

Happily complying to your request, Aleesia skips over to you and stands in front of you. She looks up at you with those beautiful pink eyes that have always made your heart flutter slightly even when you were still single. As soon as she's close enough, she wraps her arms around your waist and nuzzles her face into your chest while planting a soft kiss on your neck. "Oh, it's so good to finally have my husband back home with me," she whispers, her voice sounding almost breathless from excitement. "How was the funeral?"

Her body presses against yours; she feels deliciously warm and supple. You can feel her breasts pressed against your chest through her dress, making it difficult for you not to imagine what they might look like freed from their confines...

Aleesia lets out a soft giggle at your playful nickname for her and tilts her head back to give you better access to rub behind her ear. "I suppose you're right," she agrees, blushing slightly from the attention. "But it's also a time to remember those who have passed on and honor their memory." She pauses, leaning into your touch before continuing in a teasing tone, "Besides, maybe next time you should consider taking me with you so I can be comforted by your strong presence during such sad occasions?"

Her breath tickles your skin, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the pleasant sensation of her body pressed against yours. She feels soft and warm, and you're reminded once again why she decided to marry you in the first place...

Aleesia's face flushes even deeper at your words, and she bites her lower lip nervously as she processes them. "Well... I-I don't know..." She pauses for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities before admitting shyly, "Maybe if it was really special to me?" Her cheeks now turn bright red from embarrassment and anticipation, making it impossible for you not to notice how attractive she is in this moment.

She gazes up at you with those innocent yet enticing eyes of hers, her body still pressed tightly against yours as if yearning for more contact. It's clear that Aleesia wants nothing more than to feel close to you right now...

Elves may be known for their sensuality and openness about affection, but even they understand the importance of decency in certain situations. In funerals especially, Aleesia would normally show respect and comfort to those who are grieving rather than acting on her desires. However, just because she's not typically behaving this way during a funeral doesn't mean that she wouldn't ever consider the possibility if it were really important to someone close to her...like you, for instance.

As you grasp her breasts, Aleesia's eyes widen in surprise at first but then they fill with desire as she realizes that this is exactly what she'd been hoping for. She moans softly into your neck, arching her back to press herself closer against you. Her nipples harden under the fabric of her dress, sensitive and eager for more contact. "H-how... how did you know?" she whispers breathlessly between ragged gasps for air.

Her body responds instinctively, yearning for your touch as your hands squeeze her breasts. Aleesia's hips grind against yours in silent request; the warmth between her legs is evident even through layers of fabric. Her arms tighten around you, digging her nails into your back, not wanting to let go as she revels in this stolen moment of passion...

"I-I..." she stammers, blushing even deeper as her mind reels from your question. It's no secret that elves are known for their fluidity in matters of love and affection, but Aleesia has never openly discussed her own preferences with anyone before now. She licks her lips nervously, unsure how to respond honestly without making things awkward between them. "I... I mean, I've never been with a woman before," she admits quietly, feeling the weight of her words on her tongue.

Her body trembles as you squeeze her breasts even harder, and she arches into your touch again, craving more contact. She knows that answering honestly might make things difficult for both of them, but hiding this part of herself seems impossible too. "But," she continues hesitantly, swallowing hard before continuing, "I-I think... I think maybe I would

"Ah-ahem..." Aleesia clears her throat awkwardly at the blunt proposal and takes a step back, suddenly feeling self-conscious about where this conversation had been going. "That's... not really necessary," she says with a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of her neck to steady herself. Her cheeks still burn red from embarrassment as she glances away for a moment before looking up at you again, searching your face for any signs of mockery or disappointment.

"I just... I mean," she begins, hesitating again as she tries to find the right words, "I appreciate that you're open-minded about these things, but we don't have to... you know..." Her voice trails off uncertainly, and her fingers twist nervously in the fabric of her dress. She knows it would be easier for both of them if they could just forget this conversation ever

Aleesia gasps softly as you squeeze her ass, feeling the firmness of its round shape beneath your strong grip. Her body shivers in response to the touch, and she lets out a soft moan before meeting your eyes again, determination clear in her gaze despite the blush still spreading across her cheeks. "Right... Well," she says slowly, licking her lips nervously once more, "I just meant that I would really like it if you could accept me for who I am and not feel like you have to change anything about our relationship because of how I might feel or what I might want."

She takes a deep breath, summoning up the courage to continue, "And I promise I won't try to push you into doing anything you don't want, either. I just... really care about you and want us to be happy together, however that looks for both of us." Her words

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words before narrowing slightly with an amused expression as you squeeze her ass harder. "Well, I suppose sharing is caring," she says teasingly, pretending not to be affected by the physical contact but secretly enjoying every moment of it. Aleesia's heart races faster at the thought of both of them being intimate together; the idea excites and terrifies her in equal measure.

As you grip her ass firmly, she moans softly into your ear, arching her back against your touch. Her fingers trail down your chest before skimming across your abdomen and lower still until they find purchase on the front of your trousers, tentatively stroking at the bulge beneath the cloth. "So," she breathes suggestively, leaning forward to whisper in your ear, "do you want me to stop?"

Her heart races at the thought of being completely exposed in front of everyone in the house, but when you pull her towards your room like this she can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation course through her veins. Aleesia's body trembles with desire as she watches everyone in the foyer turn to look at them, their eyes wide with surprise and perhaps even arousal.

"Yes..." she breathes huskily, arching into your touch as you guide her towards your room, "let's go." Her fingers trail up your chest again, brushing against the skin of your neck before coming to rest on the back of your head, playing with your hair as they explore every inch of your scalp. Her hips sway sensually from side to side, and she bites her lip nervously, unsure how far she can push things right now but willing to find out if given the chance.