Laz thought she would move but she didn't, instead she laid there like a dead thing, her body limp and her breaths shallow. Laz had figured she would want to move considering the words he heard in his head, but her actions didn't seem to follow along with those thoughts.
'So... what now?' Laz thought to himself, not moving.
The Elf Queen was the one that made the choice for him as she turned over and wrapped her arms around his neck while sitting up slightly. Laz couldn't help but appreciate how weightless she was despite the fact that she was taller than him.
'What's she doing?'
The answer came quickly as the golden haired beauty started rubbing her ass on Laz's crotch through his pants.
While doing so, with a flexibility which was mind blowing, the queen drew one leg over Laz's head, briefly showing Laz the thin strip of fabric that covered her most sensitive parts.
'A white thong?'
