Athos

His ardor calls to hers and she leans into the kiss, teeth glancing along his lips when she pulls away. The shift can come away easily enough, baring her to him. She is not embarrassed, watching his face for the reaction. He's still got a good many layers to remove and she is at a distinct lack of clothes. She thinks this as she leans up, kissing him again, letting him feel and taste her hunger.