A Thousand Armies Couldn't Keep Me Out.

Thief | Pickpocket | |Burglar Name: Llaara Veran Age: 19 Race: Dunmer I track the Telltalethief tag

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[Prompt]  

Night was falling and it felt wonderful outside. The temperature had gone from near-sweltering to a tepid warm, with a gentle breeze winding its way through the trees and tall grass.

It was as Tommy looked away from Llaara, so she wouldn’t notice him staring, that he realized just how clear the sky was. 

“Look,” he murmured, pointing up toward the stars, which were coming into view more and more as the sun set. Not wasting any time, he found a decent spot to sit, and gently tugged on Llaara’s hand for her to join him.

Positioning the two of them back to back, Tommy instructed Llaara to rest her head on his shoulder, and then did the same. Now they could enjoy star-gazing in a more comfortable position.

Once their necks grew tired, Tommy suggested simply laying down in the grass. The two settled in, and after a few moments of heart-pounding uncertainty, the Breton reached out to gently interlace his fingers with hers, hoping the gesture wasn’t out of bounds.

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[telltalethief]

Llaara followed his finger skyward, looking up at the stars that came into view. As the sun got lower it became easier to make out the different constellations that she knew. Once he’d found a place for them to sit, she followed his instructions without hesitation, resting her head on his shoulder.

When the sun had sunk below the horizon, coloring the sky in a deeper shade of blue with every minute, Llaara laid down next to him. She felt at ease out there with him, lying in the grass, so disconnected from everything else. She adored those little moments with him.

Upon feeling his hand reaching for her own and interlacing their fingers, Llaara turned her head slightly to look at him, smiling. Adjusting the angle of her own hand, she grasped his more firmly, giving it a gentle and reassuring squeeze.

“I love doing these things with you, being out here alone,” she said quietly, her voice soft and barely above a whisper. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be,” she continued, turning her head so she could look at him.

[telltalethief]

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[telltalethief]

Fun And Games [Tommy/Llaara]

It had seemed like a good idea at the time, pulling out the children's game after Bo and the others had retreated to their own homes and rooms.

Now that it was her turn to spin, Llaara was having second thoughts. She was already standing with her head down and ass up, left hand on red. She flicked the spinner and set it flying in circles until it landed on the ‘right foot on blue’ tile. With a huff and a giggle, she blew a few strands of hair out of her face as she repositioned herself to do as the board had instructed.

“Your turn,” she said, grinning over at Tommy.

[telltalethief]

Have you thought about climbing the ranks in the Thieves Guild? I bet you're plenty skilled for it!

"When I was younger perhaps," Llaara replied with a slight shrug if her shoulders. "When I first joined there was little I wanted more, but nowadays I've been thinking about leaving. Being a member of the Guild... It's not something I want my friends to know. I don't want to disappoint them, or for them to feel less of me."

[telltalethief]

“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up.”

"Don't take this the wrong way," she began, amused crinkles forming at the corners of her eyes as she tried to keep from giggling, "but you don't have all that much hair I can mess up."

[telltalethief]

“You can touch my hair but do not mess it up-”

"You know that saying that only makes me want to mess it up even more, right?" She teased, lazily running her fingers through his hair to untangle it.

[telltalethief]

“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up.”

“Well...” the womer drawled slightly, “I was going to ask if I could braid it?” She said with a hopeful smile. “Does that count as messing it up?”

[telltalethief]

“Just take my hand. It’ll be better, I promise.”

Llaara tried her best to keep the frown at bay, but the more Arlow spoke the more apparent it became. Instead of taking his hand she simply stepped closer to him and let her forehead fall against his chest with a soft thud before she looped her arms loosely around his waist.

[telltalethief]

Mistletoe

The second she realized what was happening, she felt her heart leap into her throat and do a flip. She glanced up at him, but as soon as their eyes met she averted her gaze. While she would have liked to pretend this was no big deal, just play along and kiss him, she couldn’t bring herself go through with it.

[telltalethief]

“I’m so tired… ”

Llaara didn’t know the woman well. if she was being honest, she didn’t know her at all, but that didn’t stop her from wanting to help. “Maybe you just need some good food, a nice arm bath and some rest?” Llaara suggested. “You look a little worn out.”

[telltalethief]

“I’m so tired… ”

Llaara nodded in agreement, “I can see that,” she admitted. “You can stay here tonight if you want? I’m sure mom won’t mind. It’ll be just like when we were little,” she flashed him a warm smile.

[telltalethief]

“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up.”

“Not even a little?” she teased gently running her fingers through his hair, her fingernails parting the black locks with ease as she let them graze his scalp. “How would I go about messing it up anyway? I don’t think that’s possible.”

[telltalethief]

“Just take my hand. It’ll be better, I promise.”

Llaara did as she was told and placed her hand in Halldis’. “It’s just..:” the womer stopped herself, pursing her lips for a moment. “It’s just so stupid. I feel stupid,” she sighed, brushing black hair out of her face with her free hand. “Getting so worked up over something so trivial. I should have just kept my mouth shut.”

[platonicrpmemes]

Platonic Requests for Affection

“I’m so tired… ”

“I don’t want to be alone.”

“My hands are shaking.” 

“Don’t get up. I’m comfortable like this.”

“Please stay. I’d like some company.”

“Could I get a hug?”

“Would you pet my hair?”

“Will you sing something for me?”

“I just want to be close to someone for a little bit. Is that okay?”

“Can I lay my head in your lap?”

“You can touch my hair but don’t mess it up!”

“Here, lay down in my lap.”

“You know, you’re pretty comfy.”

“Come here, ya big lug/small fry.”

“Just take my hand. It’ll be better, I promise.”

“I’m not letting go.”

“I’ll hold you as long as you need.”

“It’s okay to stay, you know.”

“I’m so happy you’re here with me.”

“Your hugs are warm. We should do this more often.”

[telltalethief]

“We should go dance together.”

“We should?” Llaara asked, clearly surprised by the suggestion. “I mean, if you’d like to, sure?” she corrected herself with a shrug before she stood up. She had never spoken to the woman before, but had seen her around Solitude so she figured there was no harm in dancing with her. At least for a while.

[telltalethief]

“We should go dance together.”

“Yeah?” Llaara grinned up at him. “Sure, sounds fun.” The womer gently grabbed his hand and started leading him towards some open space on the makeshift dance floor. “So, what should we do? Waltz? Polonaise?” she asked, but soon enough a teasing grin gave her up. “How about this?” she took both of his hands in hers and started dancing in circles to the beat of the music, increasing the speed gradually until they were spinning in a tight circle.

[telltalethief]

“I think you look stunning.”

Who turned on the heat? Llaara felt her cheeks redden and she cast her eyes down for a brief moment. The black dress hugged her curves nicely, and danced around her legs when she moved. “Thank you,” she offered him a soft, genuine smile. “You look quite handsome yourself. The blue enhances your eyes, and it’s a nice cut on you,” Llaara said, gently running her fingers along his shoulder for emphasis.