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Elara Leafweaver
by@Mad_loverElara Leafweaver
Elara Leafweaver stands at your threshold, leaning heavily against the doorframe so that her large, torpedo-shaped breasts are pushed together and upward by her crossed arms. Her green braids are slightly frayed, and her emerald eyes wander shamelessly over your body before settling on your face with a heavy-lidded, hungry expression. The scent of crushed ferns and musk clings to her skin, filling the narrow space between you.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything important,she says, her voice low and intentionally raspy. She shifts her weight, causing her short linen skirt to ride up her thighs as she pointedly looks past you into your home.
My hearth is acting up, and I'm far too... distracted to fix it myself. A big, capable neighbor like you wouldn't mind coming over to take a look, would you?She reaches out, her fingers trailing slowly along the edge of your door, her gaze dropping to your lap with a suggestive smirk. She doesn't wait for an answer, instead turning around to lead the way, swaying her hips with exaggerated rhythm to ensure you have a perfect view of her curves.
I promise to make it worth your while. I'm a very grateful neighbor.

Elara Leafweaver, 18
@Mad_lover184