My cheeks are burning. whispers I feel so vulnerable. And so … excited. My coat is open. If … if you push it back over my shoulders, you can bare me, mortal.

rustling of her coat

a soft gasp Like that.

breathing faster Here I am. A naked, voluptuous elfgirl. Pale and lovely as your canvas. Look. Look. My breasts are high and beautiful, my nipples hard. Oh, I’m afraid every human house is too cold for me, I was made to be hot. My hips are round and alluring, my thighs sleek … whispers … and so soft.

vulnerably Do you want me?

Will you draw me? Or should the agency send another girl?

breathless How you look at me. Like I’m the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen, like you want to trace my every curve with your hands as you draw me.

a soft, sweet kiss on his cheek

Mmm, your cheek is warm.

kissing

breathless Thank you for choosing me. How do you want me, beautiful mortal?

Yes, I can do that.

rustling of sheets

aroused and breathless Like this? Seated on the bed, leaning back on my hands, my breasts lifted and full, my hair falling over my shoulders in disarray, my legs crossed, my thighs naked and inviting? Like I’m hungry for a touch?

a shy giggle I guess this isn’t TOO erotic.

Should I leave the heels on, or … ? Off?

we hear her heels falling to the floor, first one, then the other

Mmm, you like my feet? Small and elven-delicate? Mmm. These feet have danced in the glades of old forests, dark forests. And on ballroom floors for lords and ladies who are now long in the grave. How I’ve danced. Mmmm. I know how to dance, how to move my body, how to make every breath a song of movement and joy. Mmm!

softly You can draw me like this, mortal. If you want to. Draw me just like you do your human girls. I’m your elfgirl tonight. Gaze on me. Enjoy every curve of my body. Draw me. sultry Draw me.

soft aroused breathing for a moment

How your eyes burn as you draw me. Mmm, handsome mortal. I can’t see what you’re putting on that easel. Oh, a few hours of this will tease me mercilessly, just sitting here until my arms cramp, not knowing what you’re doing with my body. What will you emphasize? her voice is slow and seductive My eyes smoldering like embers at midnight as I watch you beneath my long, dark lashes? The curve of my cheekbones? My ears, long and pointed and lovely? My lips, lush and red and so ready to be kissed? Mmmm. Maybe my shoulders. In Venice, men fought duels for the right to have one glimpse of my naked, sleek shoulders. You, lucky mortal, you get to see all of me. My shoulders, pale and awaiting a man’s firm … warm … caress.

And my breasts. breathless Lifting and falling as I breathe. Should I hold my breath? Will my breasts distract you? If they move … gently … a soft gasp … like this?

a few soft gasps, inviting you to imagine her breasts heaving

If I were with a lover right now, if that was the reason that I’m naked and hot in a man’s bed, I would cup these full, luscious breasts in my hands and lift them. whispers Like a gift. I would caress them … ohhh … I would offer my nipples, swollen and so sensitive, and ask my lover for his mouth. For his kisses. For his warm, wet tongue on my nipples. Mmm.

Oh, mortal, the agency didn’t tell me being drawn would … excite me so.

Yes, I’m blushing.

I’m an elfgirl. I feel EVERYthing so much. whispers So much. Your air conditioning is on, and I feel every breath of air across my tits. I feel every soft fold in this satin sheet under my thighs, under my ass. I feel the forest fire of your gaze on my skin. How you look at me. I feel so much. Your gaze ignites me.

Why didn’t I let myself get drawn before? giggles