Hold her gently.

With a hand on her back, you accept the fiendishly alluring warmth of her body against yours. A gentle breeze wafts atop the canopy, though the chill is unable to touch the pair below, especially with Yin's cheeks glowing with a burning blush. While you know how much of a devil, or so to say, she can be behind closed doors, she's such an innocent soul as well, and you can sense that she's the happiest she can be even just standing here with you in a beautiful solitude. She never allows herself to cease her tireless work as a maid, though this is an exception you can count on.

"I can't believe things have come so far," she finally speaks, muffled by the fabric of your shirt. She slowly pulls away, though remains close enough for the two of you to continue holding one another. Her golden eyes gaze up at you with subtle tears. "I was living in servitude to a terrible man. I blinked, and now I'm here, wearing this pretty dress, standing with a man I love."

She seems unaffected by her declaration, as if it were something already known by anyone. You get the feeling that such love she feels is similar to what Amara spoke--enjoying your time together, yet not enjoying it any less when sharing among other girls she also cares about. She isn't as skilled with her tongue, at least not in the matter of words, as the aforementioned elf, so you're not given quite the same discussion. Instead, she smiles bright.

You place your hand against her warm cheek, guide her face closer, and then your lips touch. They're even hotter, as well as the tip of her tongue which briefly tickles yours. With a hand on the back of her head, and another around her slender side, the two of you kiss and embrace as she wraps both her arms around your shoulders. It bumps the brim of her cap even higher up her forehead until an intervening breeze does find its way down from above. It causes her hat to tumble off towards the edge of the glade, and she turns in surprise.

Swiftly, you dart around her, and scoop it up before it gets dirty.

She giggles, and so do you, as you hold it against your chest.

"Thank you, Master Kyle," she says with a goofy smile. "May I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything, Yin," you say as you walk back over and place the hat down into her hands.

Her tail weaves back and forth like a pendulum behind her. "Why do you accept me more easily than most others I've met?"

"You know, Yin, Earth is a world without catfolk or elves. Bunnyfolk or dwarves. We do have all sorts of beings in fiction though, and maybe you'll be surprised to know that the idea of a devil girl is... Well, I'll be blunt with you, Yin. Really hot. That's not why I like you so much of course. I'm just saying. By my perspective, I don't understand why people would accept you less. You're sweet and selfless," you explain, and as you do, you gently brush the back of your finger up her body, to her cheek. "Frankly I think you've been dealing with the wrong people, because you're amazing."

While you're not sure if her mind focused on one element of your explanation or she thought it was funny, but she responds with, "Devil girls... really hot?"

You laugh and gently curl your fingers around her horns. "I think everyone would look better with a pair of these."

She giggles back and places her hands firmly against your chest. "Stop that," she says jokingly. Then she springs forward with a bubbly smile and kisses you on the lips again. "Can we just sit here and look at the sky?"

"Of course we can."

With that, the two of you sit in the grass, and soon lay on your backs, as you watch the clouds go by. Time passes by, and more than you realize, but it's just so therapeutic. You have to stop yourself from falling asleep.

Eventually, you snap back into reality when a squirrel hops around near your head, and farther down past your feet you see a bunch of tiny birds. What's strange, however, is flower petals begin to flutter down from seemingly the heavens themselves to cover both you and Yin in a sprinkling of soft, pleasant fragrance. You look around for the source, and notice Peony skipping happily around the area in a circle, humming a relaxing tune to herself. Whether it's the song or her presence alone, the glade brightens up with life and joy.

"I should get back to work," Yin says quietly as she begins sitting up.

Peony gasps. "No! You must remain together longer," she insists. "M'lord is so happy."

"But don't you want to be happy with him too?"

"I am."

"I meant alone."

"Oh... Well, perhaps I wouldn't mind."

Yin gets to her feet at last and gives the dryad a loving embrace. "I enjoy my work like you enjoy the flowers, Peony. Please make Master happy for the rest of the day."

The woman of the wilds shines back a gorgeous smile. Invigorated, she plants a surprise kiss right on the devil's lips, pulls away, and looks to you before slowly making her way over. The dazed Yin isn't sure what to do at first, but finally she smiles yet again, readjusts her hat, and waves.

"I'll see you later," she says. "Both of you. Thank you for everything, Master Kyle... Please allow us to do this again, if that isn't too much trouble!" Embarrassed by such a bold request, she hurries off, and disappears into a plume of smoke before you can answer.

You place your hands firmly on the ground and begin to lift, though before you can, Peony sits down on your lap as if it were the most ordinary action in the world. Then, she forces you right back down. There she lays, right on top of you, with her leafy hair tickling your cheeks, and she stares at you happily. Admittedly, it is quite a weight to have a full person squishing right down against your body, though you've grown stronger here than when you first arrived from Earth. It's definitely an odd position either way.

"Isn't it so nice here?" she asks.

"... Yeah, it is," you reply, thankfully able to breathe. "You've given me a beautiful view."

She kicks her feet, excited, and gives you a tight hug. "That's so sweet! My husband is so sweet!" she boasts to nobody.