All Good Things...

Eliana did not behave herself because she didn't remove her foot. She made a promise. A promise that Mal would pay.

She listened to his story as she ate. He didn't have to be self-conscious about his quick eating, Eliana was the same way. It was somewhat funny because he might not have noticed the fork being raised to her mouth all that much, but somehow the food disappeared.

"Did people in your town know about magic or something?" She waited to hear his answer before she went on with her own story.

"I don't normally get embarrassed, I'll admit that straight away. I have, like, almost no shame. I guess..." she takes a bite of her food. "Okay, got one!

"Once, I was at this bender in the middle of nowhere. Some camping trip when I was fourteen or so. Anyway, I can't get drunk, but somehow I ended up passed out. Literally have no idea how it happened. I ended up waking up in the morning with half my hair singed off, wearing someone else's clothes, and permanent marker written all over my face with lewd pictures. My nanny was not pleased."

Eliana had finished her food not long after he finished his. With a playful grin, she scooted in close to him. That, at least, stopped her from rubbing his groin with her foot.

"Are you nervous?"

She was right in his space now, her breast against his arm.

"Because you seem nervous."

"Got any conversation topics you were hoping to cover? I'm not too great with small talk, I don't think."

She gently kissed his cheek and settled so she could lay her head on his shoulder. Maybe it would relax him? Eliana didn't want Mal to be nervous. She wanted him to feel confident and fine around her.

"Then we'll have to make due with my conversation starters," Eliana laughed at this. She was aware she was quite a bit odd, but oh well.

"I'll let you choose, though. Normal and personal, or raunchy and personal? Both? I gotta know what to work with."

She reached up to play with his hair. It was soft, and she found herself tracing the line of his jaw. She just wanted to touch him, to feel his skin and be felt.

Eli laughed. She had the perfect questions for these. Oh, him and his sex. Eyeroll.

"Okay, okay! What is your biggest fantasy? Mine tend to revolve around being punished. Think that has something to do with my parents? Or maybe by lack of respect for authority? Hm. I like that whole, someone looking all sternly at me."

She gave his ear a little, playful tug as he ran his fingers along her spine.