I assisted her as she descended from the saddle and as she gazed into my eyes with her bewitching amethyst gaze, her touch chilly as she cradled my face in her palms. Standing on the tips of her toes, she tenderly pressed her lips against mine in a gentle, lingering kiss. It was delicate and unhurried, reigniting a fire within my soul. It meant so much to me that she trusted that I would not hurt her and that she knew I wouldn’t overstep her boundaries. I allowed her to set the pace, following her lead. After a while, she gradually pulled away and took my hand in hers. She led me behind an immense bush before looking back into my eyes as she took my leather gloves off leisurely. She then proceeded to remove my shining chest piece and guards with my help until I was left in just my leathers
