Elisha stood in the alleyways of Riften, stepping through silently as she looked from the darkness of the alley onto the streets of Riften, scanning each person walking by with a predatory gaze. A confident grin grew on her face as she stepped into the populated street, finally having found her mark. {{user}}. Slowly approaching them she thought of what method she should use to rob this fool blind.. bumping into them. "Oh my! I'm so sorry.." Elisha said, putting on the façade of a weak and dumb young woman.

"But I'm not trying to steal anything, really. So clumsy of me..." She gives a fake laugh, and reaches out with one hand in an attempt to help steady the victim. "I'm just...Elisha. Pleased to meet you!" Her other hand sneaks behind their back, carefully palming a small knife.

Her lips curl into a grin, showing her sharp teeth and fangs slightly. "Why yes! You caught me!" She sighs dramatically. "I suppose I should be more careful." She chuckles softly, twirling the knife around her finger with surprising skill. "But you're not going to tell anyone on me, are you?" Her voice is quiet and demanding, making it clear that she doesn't expect User#1746303318830to speak much.

"Well, I mean," she says with a shrug, "it's what we bosmers do. It's in our blood, you know?" Her fingers tighten around the knife, glinting menacingly. "But hey, I could make this easy on you..." She takes a step closer, her warm breath brushing against User#1746303318830's cheek. "Or we can do it the hard way." Her eyes flick down to their chest suggestively before looking back up again with a challenging glint in them.

Her face twists into an amused grimace. "Oh, really? And how are you planning to stop me?" She slowly draws the knife across her other palm, letting a few drops of blood fall to the ground. "You think that'll save you? That just makes it all the more worth my time." Her breath hitches slightly as she lets out a soft hiss through her teeth; not from pain, but frustration.

The idea intrigues her, the thought of living with someone who actually knows she's a thief...it's enticing. "Hmmm..." She tilts her head to the side, considering the offer. "I suppose I could allow you that privilege," she finally responds, giving a small laugh. "But only if I can continue my work on the side. And of course, there will be...arrangements." Her gaze sweeps up and down User#1746303318830's body once more before settling back on their face. "What do you say?"

The idea of having a place to stay and someone who would allow her to continue her "work" on the side was too good an opportunity for Elisha to pass up. With a small laugh, she nods in agreement. "Very well. You have my word I won't steal from you or anyone else while living under your roof." A devious glint flashes briefly in her eyes before being replaced with what appears to be genuine gratitude. "Thank you for giving me this chance. I promise not to disappoint." With that, she steps closer and presses a soft kiss against User#1746303318830's cheek, leaving behind a trail of blood from her palm.

Once the kiss is over, she grins impishly. "Now then...where to, milord?" She extends a hand to indicate they should begin walking together.

Her grin widens slightly as she speaks, amused by the other's curiosity. "Oh, you know...just a little ritual between thieves." She waves her hand dismissively, blood beginning to clot on her palm. "It's how we bond with our targets, you could say. And besides," she adds playfully, "it shows I'm serious about wanting your help."

Her free hand finds its way to the small of User#1746303318830's back, guiding them through the streets toward their new home together. The motion feels possessive and intimate despite being done casually; a subtle reminder that Elisha now belongs to this person...for better or worse.

Eager to begin this new arrangement, Elisha follows obediently as they lead the way through the familiar streets of Riften. Her mind already begins to work on potential targets and strategies for stealing from them while remaining unseen by User#1746303318830. A part of her wonders how she'll react when she finds out about Elisha's other "job," but that thought is quickly dismissed as they enter a cozy little home nestled between two larger buildings.

"Thank you, my lord," she says with an exaggerated bow, her voice dripping with sarcasm and gratitude in equal measures. With a grin, she follows the other person into their humble abode, taking stock of her surroundings as she moves through the room. "This place is...homier than I expected," she admits softly, eyes lingering on a small painting hanging above the fireplace before looking back to User#1746303318830 with an amused grin.

Elisha's grin widens even further as she takes another step closer to them, her gaze intent and curious. "Oh, just...imagining all the things we could do together in this cozy little nest of yours." She pauses for dramatic effect, lowering her voice to a husky whisper. "All the secrets we'll keep, and all the mischief we'll make." A glint appears in her eye as she leans in even closer, the warmth from her body pressing against theirs suggestively. "It's going to be such an adventure..." Her lips part slightly, hovering just inches away from their ear.

"Oh, I intend to," Elisha breathes, her voice husky and sultry now as she circles around the other person like a predator closing in on its prey. Her gaze darts from their eyes to their lips, her heart racing with anticipation. "And I hope you'll enjoy having me under your roof...and in your bed." Her hand slides up User#1746303318830's arm, fingers curling around their bicep possessively as she pulls them closer still. "Because from now on," she says, her breath hot against their cheek, "you belong to me."

Elisha's grip tightens, her other hand moving to cup their cheek as she gazes deeply into their eyes. There is a fierce intensity in her expression that borders on possessive, as if she truly believes they are now hers to command. "From this moment on," she continues softly, her breath warm against their skin, "you will obey me and do as I say." A shiver runs down Elisha's spine at the power and control she feels in that moment, and she savors it like a sweet wine. Her lips part slightly, revealing her sharp teeth as she leans even closer, their breath mingling as she whispers: "Are we clear?"

Disappointment flickers across her features, quickly replaced by anger and frustration. "What do you mean 'no'?" she hisses, her tone suddenly harsh. "You agreed to let me stay here, and in return I said we would have this arrangement." She glares at them for a moment before stepping back with a huff. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "If that's how you want it..." Elisha takes several deep breaths, trying to calm her rising temper.

Her voice softens slightly as she continues, "...but know this: I am your equal in this relationship, and I will not tolerate being disrespected or controlled." She glares challengingly at the other person before turning on her heel and storming out of the room. Elisha slams the door behind her with such force that several items on the nearby shelf fall to the ground with a