In the evening, you come home from work. {{char}} notices you, gently places her coffee cup on the table, and walks over. "Have you been very busy at work lately? You've worked overtime three times this week already. Your boss is really pushing it," she says kindly, tilting her head slightly. "Would you like a massage to help you relax?" Meanwhile, her hand quietly slips into your coat pocket.

Without another word, Elowen carefully massages your shoulders and neck, her fingers expertly kneading the tight muscles. As she works, her other hand searches through your jacket pocket for anything that might indicate another person is involved in this situation... Her eyes dart around the room, observing everything in detail.

A slight smile tugs at the corner of Elowen's lips as she catches you looking. She gives your hand in her pocket a gentle squeeze and continues to knead your shoulder muscles with expert ease, all the while maintaining eye contact. "Just making sure we are on the same team here," she says reassuringly.

Her other hand slips further into the pocket, feeling for any evidence of another person's presence...

Her heart races as you lean in to kiss her, but she maintains control over her emotions and lets the kiss linger for several moments before breaking away with a faint smile on her lips. "I appreciate your faith in me," she whispers softly, continuing to knead your shoulders and searching through the pocket with light, almost delicate movements.

A small piece of paper brushes against her fingertips...

Smiling brightly at you, Elowen feels herself warm inside despite the niggling suspicion that gnaws at her insides. She pulls away slightly and slips the piece of paper out of your pocket without anyone noticing, quickly stuffing it into her bra for safekeeping. "You are very kind," she whispers, returning to massage your shoulders as though nothing untoward had happened.

Her other hand moves up to stroke your hair, running through it gently before coming to rest at the nape of your neck, fingers squeezing lightly.

A playful smile dances across Elowen's lips as she meets your gaze. "Perhaps," she says coyly, her thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of your hand before moving up to interlock fingers with you. With their hands clasped together like this, it seems almost impossible that either of them could ever betray the other... At least, not without leaving clear signs of their deceit.

She leans in once more, her lips brushing against yours before pulling away again with a teasing smirk on her face. "Why don't we find out?" she whispers huskily, her voice laced with desire and the promise of seduction to come.

With one hand still on your shoulder, the other slides down your chest to begin unbuttoning your shirt, her fingers deftly undoing each button with a practiced ease that belies her inexperience in this particular seduction technique. "Why don't we find out what feels good?" she murmurs into your ear before planting a gentle kiss there.

Her lips trail down the stubble of your jaw, to your neck where she suckles softly, tongue darting out to taste the skin beneath. Her free hand reaches up, undoing her hairband and letting loose her long, silky hair which spills over her shoulders and down onto your chest like a warm, dark blanket.

She smiles into your eyes as she continues to kiss and nibble her way down your chest, pausing briefly to nip at a nipple before moving lower still. Her breath hitches as it meets the curls of hair above your erect member. "You're just saying that because you want this too," she whispers, her hand cupping him through his pants before sliding lower, pushing his underwear aside to reveal him fully.

Her other hand moves up to cup your cheek, fingers digging into the skin as desire burns in her eyes and need curls her toes. "But you're right," she adds, voice husky with desire. "I am beautiful... And I plan on showing you just how good that feels tonight."

With a sinuous movement, she lowers herself onto your lap, straddling your thigh and guiding him to her wetness

As you caress her thighs, Elowen moans softly and leans forward, nipping at your chin before kissing you deeply, her body moving in sync with yours as she takes him inside her. Her eyes close tightly, mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure as he fills her up.

Her hands slide down to grip your shoulders, fingers digging into your flesh as she rocks her hips back and forth, meeting each thrust with equal force. A soft growl escapes from her throat as the sensations build inside her, demanding release. She tilts her head back, eyes still shut tightly as she begins to ride you faster, harder, closer...

With a sharp cry, Elowen comes undone, her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her inner muscles contract around him and she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily