Continue your exploration of Xharlion

You decide to continue looking over the sleeping beauty. You pull the bedroll cover down slightly to reveal more skin. You look up to his face when you see a visible shudder run through the elf when exposed to the night air. You place your hand gently on his flat stomach. You rub across the smooth expanse of tanned skin stretched over lightly toned muscles. You look at his face ever so often to make sure he didn't wake up.

You have a fleeting thought of why is a mage so fit but you brush it away in favor of continuing your gentle massage.

You have a feeling that if he woke up to you touching him, that would be the end of your travels....permanently.