God, what she does to him - especially when she shows off. She knows that it gets him, starts his heart beating in his chest, his pulse quicken, his belly tighten with that first hard, hot knot of arousal. He breathes out with a low laugh, eyes tracing the exposed strip of skin and then the swell of her breast. He plants a kiss against her leg as he starts to 'climb' a bit higher.

"Oh, I have a lot of ideas, princess," He replies. He likes calling her that. A slightly vindictive part of him likes to rub in the fact that she's slumming with a sellsword. But he's fond of her, really. He eases himself alongside of her and this time his lips brush the bare peak of her nipple as she tugs aside her robe for him, lips teasing at the soft flesh.

"Would you let me put my cock between your thighs?" His fingers are on her legs now and then the smooth strip of exposed skin, fingernails dancing over her navel and up to the valley between her breasts, drawing little white lines as they pass.