Another small gasp rose from her throat as Diego have her ear a short love bite. It made her jerk in surprise but it wasn't bad and she loved seeing him get a tad mischievous. Her jade eyes followed him closely as he went to pull off his shirt, eyes sweeping across the exposed skin as the cloth rose like a curtain. The elf figured because of the marks and the excess that he'd been one of those rounder kids when he was young. It actually made Faewlen a little jealous since she'd starved most of her life. But she couldn't blame the young man, it could have been from a medical standpoint. Her voice rose from the bed up to him on top of her, soft and caring.
"Well, my prince, I never imagined you to be fit and muscular to begin with... I see nothing wrong with the handsome man on top of me." She smiled, tugging at her own undershirt. "I suppose I must make this even." Faewlen was starting to enjoy using sarcasm and humor now that she didn't have to keep her mouth shut all the time except for a yes or no sir.
As the gray fabric was pulled over her head and thrown onto the floor, her brown hair ruffled and slightly messy, he would see she was rather thin. Any more and bones would show, but she was healthy enough. Faelwen, like most elves, had smooth, pale skin like ivory and cream. Her breasts were perky and not quite large, but as big as if he splayed his fingers and palm across her chest, one hand for each. A black cord and jade necklace hugged her neck closely like a collar.