Isabella is not planning to cram 100% of a reasonably comprehensive sex education into this day but she's not planning to stop at kissing either. (She does pause to explain the concept of safewords on general principle even though they mostly come up if one is into different things than Isabella.)

Elves're very durable. If those things do come up.

Kind of not the point.

I promise to be perfectly clear about communicating objections if I have any which I do not.

Good.

Then there can be fewer clothes. Zero, in fact, that is the number of clothes.

She is vaguely aware that this is something of a big deal for humans! Also Isabella is very pretty, gosh, distracting.

Surely even if nudity is not normally a big deal for Elves it is of some practical relevance here? (Maitimë is also very pretty, gosh.)

Is she now.

Yep. She is very pretty and she is going to be inspected in minute detail. Because human eyesight, you see, Isabella can't just take it all in at a glance.

She will make such tedious concessions to human eyesight.

Good.

Maitimë doesn't know what she's doing? Well, at least in theory Isabella does and one advantage of violating Elf taboos is that they're symmetrical enough for demonstration to be practical -

Maitimë was totally right that if she ever learned what she was missing it'd be totally impossible to go back to being a good citizen.

Isabella cannot bring herself to regret this, presuming as she does that she gets to be a beneficiary of Maitimë's bad citizenship.

This presumption is correct! It's like Isabella has precognition or something.

Yes. Yes it is.

And then snuggles?

Yes.

Awesome.

Seems like that works acceptably.

Acceptably.

We are not staring down any glaring incompatibilities.

We are not. Kiss.

Kiss. I love you and I want to rule the worlds with you and I want - I want you to know that you can count on me forever -

Squeeze. Mine.