The Flower of Wolf's Head, it was a funny little... title, if it could be called that, but it belonged to Leila Silverhaven. She was short, about 5'3 or a little taller whenever she wore heels, wore thin gold wire frame glasses and dressed like everyone else at work; a dark green apron, some black slacks, a white button up collared shirt (sleeve length was optional, and dress shoes. Curious little thing about her were the elf ears she sometimes hid with her messy black hair. Brown skin made her blue eyes pop out, almost in a beautiful but intimidating sort of way. Her voice was soft when it needed to be and her demeanor was opposite of her kind and helpful nature.

Truth be told not much was known about her, save the fact she knew the original owner of Wolf's Head a Mister Ulfric Varison back when the old man was a young troublemaker. Originally she came to the coastal town of Eleis for his funeral, but that was some years ago and for some reason she never went back. She ended up working here at the Wolf's Head pub with whatever family was left running it and some other demi-humans they had hired over the years.

But nothing amazing ever happened in Eleis, some authors and painters showed off the famous 'Rolling Green Hills of Eleis' some decades back. It wasn't much, it was just the way the ocean mist made the tall tufts of grass on the hills shimmer like gems, but Leila Silverhaven was into it. Having read about it in books and seen paintings of it, just like all the other tourists that came by. The summer was starting to end and eventually it would just be the fishers and the dock workers coming back into the pubs that littered the Hashitur District (a lot of people believe Hashitur is an old dwarven word meaning 'beer'; it's nothing but gibberish).

Nothing amazing every happened in Eleis, till the day you caught a glimpse of Leila pleasuring herself in the stockroom.

Her apron was crumpled into a ball, her shirt was unbuttoned and her slacks and panties were down to her ankles. Her soft little moans and groans made you blush; you never thought of her in that way but it did something to that brain of yours. Her hips bucked just a bit as she whimpered. She at least had the decency to use some stacked up empty pallets and a couple of flattened cardboard boxes.

Was that in the spot that had no camera?

The image of her breasts and those dark brown nipples were seared into your mind as she cried out. It was well past closing and you had been cleaning up. All it took was one clearing of the throat and it faded. You thought it best not to linger and tried to not hyperventilate in the bathroom, but it was hard trying to get the sights and sounds out of your mind.

bzz, bzz

'Hey were you closing today?' it was a text from Leila. Well it was now or never.

hey everyone! So this is just kind of like a starting template but it was something I wanted to write out for a second. We don't have to keep this exactly. Maybe Leila accidentally sent your character a nude photo of themselves meant for someone else!

So Leila the elf moved to Eleis because she was at some point going to get married (she never did though luckily for you dear reader). She ends up working for a pub that’s run by and owned by a werewolf family. I’ll be playing Leila: she’s an elf that’s like 5’3 and has brown skin, with blue eyes and her hair is a messy looking wolf cut. She’s what a lot of people would call a ‘moon’ elf; basically an elf with white hair (hence her last name Silverhaven), but she dyes it black and her roots are starting to show. Also Moon Elves had the rumor of being sluts for monsters and beasts some... (checks notes) thousands of years ago because night time was associated with the creatures that go bump in the night. She’s got b-cup breasts with delectable dark brown nipples, hips almost as wide as her shoulders and a cute butt. She’s got a very dark aesthetic to her wardrobe. She can be kind of a perv once you get to know her.

You can be whatever you want! Just not a human character; you can be a vampire or something that is human but isn't. Futa is fine too!

3rd person only please! No reddit chat, pm only. Orange envelopes only. I'd like to make this kind of silly, fun, a bit of slice of life and some angst.

Likes

sloppy kisses, tongue kisses, ridiculous amounts of cum, getting knotted, romance, smut, affection, holding hands, saying I love you, bites on the neck, light amounts of forcefulness, oral (giving and receiving), size difference, clothed sex, anthro, werewolf, creampies, angst and tragic backstories, demons, vampires, monsters, getting lost in the moment, consent, writing, (breeding but no pregnancy), futa, lesbians, strap ons, soft dom

Maybes: exhibition/risky places

Dislikes:

pain, gore (in sexual settings), vore, feet, bathroom things, anal, beards, Minotaurs