Lust in the Meadow

Perhaps nothing adds to the allure of temptation more than that it is forbidden... at least, there is nothing else that could possibly explain the sudden fervor with which Lady Trina, Sworn Protector of the Crown, throws herself into your embrace. Her tongue thrusts into your mouth, and **** hands pull you in close before they scramble at your chest to pull open your silk tunic. Silver clasps go flying into the grass as she all-but rips it open, and then you feel her naked breasts against your skin.

She has no more clothes to remove, save the leather coat which falls from her body. Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for you... and as she fumbles at the buckle of your swordbelt, it is clear that she grows frustrated with each passing second that you are not as bare as she!

"Mm! My Lady!" you manage to say, pulling away from her lips for a moment to speak, not to mention draw a much-needed breath.

She looks shocked at her own behavior for a moment, then her eyes cloud with guilt. "I... I didn't..." she begins.

At once, you pull her in close and kiss her again, but more gently. "No more apologies," you insist. "But, let us take at least a little time to savor this moment, dear Trina; it has been years in the making, after all."

"Y-yes, you are right," she whispers. "I lost my head, for a moment. I have been holding so much within... it needs to come out, and the walls are breaking..." She looks at you then with a frightening intensity, making you wonder at what you have awakened within this woman. "I feel such desire for you, I do not think I can keep it inside me!"

"But, if you would have me inside you," you say to her, "you must give me half a heartbeat to undress!"

Her reaction to this is unexpected; she seems to shake herself from her lust-driven state, retreats half a step, and then she smiles at you, a hint of the pretty smile she gave you when you walked through the festival grounds as a common man and his wife, a short eternity ago. You wonder if perhaps you have spoiled the moment.

"Is that what you want, Xavier?" she asks softly. "To be inside me?"

Deftly, with one hand, you release your sword belt and let it fall. A tug on the string at your waist allows your pants to follow, freeing you from all restrictions. "I feel the same desires as you do, my lovely Swordmaiden," you tell her.

"We will satisfy those desires together," she says, her voice low and husky as she approaches you once more. "But truly, I can wait no longer! Come here, now..." Trina turns you about so that she may lower herself to the Earth, using your riding cape to soften the ground. "You know what I want, Xavier... if it is indeed what you want as well, then claim me as your own as I take you into me and make you mine!"