"I can't do this." Qel replied backing off the amorous pixie. "And why not?" Trixie asked petulantly. "Well..its a new moon..." Trixie let out a slow exasperated breath rolling her eyes at the man. "And...?" "Well, from what I know about freelique, new moons often create pixilings, and I am not quite sure I feeel, you know, comfortable knowing that a little baby pix is out there with my name on it." "Oh that," Trixie smiled at him putting on her best seductive voice, "But Qel baby, we don't require mates to help--pixilings pretty much take care of themselves..." "I know it's just--I can't wrap my head around it." Trixie pouted once again--why was he making this so difficult, "You always do this..." Qel looked confused a second. As far as he knew this was the first time a pixie had ever approached him for Freelique session... It was due to this musing that he didn't notice when she blew a wad of pixie dust his way... Qel blinked twice then smiled happily at her... "Now come darling--lets have our fill of loves..." Trixie cooed leading him to the bed room...