"Hot!" Inquisitor Lavellan immediately covered her mouth, realizing what she said, "I-I mean... Hello Sera..." She kept her mouth covered, doing little to conceal the crimson blush she was trying to hide.
"Hello, yeah! But what was that first bit?" Sera continued to hold the pillow she was using as cover.
"Oh, that? It was nothing." The Inquisitor feigned ignorance, "Care to share a seat? We haven't seen one another in a while..." The elf did her best to change the subject, cursing her slip of tongue.
Sara nodded slowly, narrowing her eyes. "So you were off talking with the stuffy gits, yeah?" She rolled with it, patting the seat next to her.
"Mhmm, the last place I've been wanting to visit, believe me," Lavellan sighed, leaning back on the couch, "Boring but necessary." She turned to Sara with a smile, "And I bet you've been busy?" Her grin widened a bit, seeing how far she could push it.
"Been doin a bit of this an that, yea." She made a grab for a cookie, "Been practicing bakin and stuff... You know, since last time we had cookies an all." Sara tried taking a stab at evasion as well, not wanting to admit her blatant binging.
"Mmm, I can see that!" Lavellan nudged in closer, poking Sara in her obviously softer flank. "Baking, huh?" She stuck out her tongue, face still red with blush. "Don't worry though, I dont mind." She said confidently, grabbing a cookie to nibble on. "I think you're looking better now than before."
"Oi, if you're jokin, it ain't funny!" Sara crossed her arms over her noticeably larger chest.
"Heh, I swear! I always thought you looked a bit thin is all..." Inquisitor Lavellan cooed, nudging in closer.
"Hmmm... I dunno..." Sara looked away a moment, snacking on a cookie subconsciously. "I'll admit, I've been snack in on cookies while you were gone an all, but..." Sara was cut off by a a shushing finger coming against her lips.
"Shhh, but nothing!" She smiled, "We won! You deserve some relaxation!" Lavellan reassured her love with a playful punch to the shoulder, "And just so you know, the first word I said was 'Hot'..." The elf giggled, giving up on the games.
Sara slowly relinquished the pillow, handing it to Lavellan slowly. "You sure about that? I'm still not sure..."
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