Even Prisoners Dream (Elyss/Hime)

The dumbfounded look on her face as she’s swept up so easily and tossed onto the bed would surely have many laughing. She couldn’t quite believe what Hime just did so randomly, but it made some sense. Here is a woman trying to give without care for her own body facing against a woman who’s trying her best to give in return. Eventually, they would clash, and clash they did. Elyss couldn’t help but sit up and stare down at Hime before looking over at her unfinished food. Guess she’ll have to finish it later.

“I’m too tired to fight you on this… Whatever...”

She mumbled annoyed and turned her head away to hide the slight blush at being manhandled like that. Dammit. Why do good looking people always come to her and act with such bravado. She feels like a damsel sometimes, and she hates it. She can even hear Tenmarin having a laugh inside her head at her expense. With a huff, she just lays down facing away from Hime and sighs.

“Just don’t try anything, or I’ll kick your ass or something.”

In all honesty, she is actually glad she gets to sleep on her bed despite having another woman in it. She knows her preferences somewhat from her times with Ulv and a few others. This situation really has her mentally discussing a lot of things, but that doesn’t matter. She’s allowing Hime to rest. It’s not about her thoughts or anything. Just be hospitable...