She decides to free him of his burden as well

The fairy scrunches her little nose up in disgust as she looks at the metal-clad man.

"Ug! So ugly and tasteless!" She mutters to herself as she starts to wiggle her fingers.

A chant escapes her lips as the still-clothed human's armor begins to slightly glow, unnoticed by the thoroughly distracted big people.

Hilda and Hunk continue to lock eyes with each other, both of them dealing with a series of conflicting emotions.

"Uh..." Hunk stammers as his cheeks burn red. "...I..."

Hilda looks up at him, her lips trembling, her breathing ragged, and her needy cunny clenching on nothing.

"Are you..." Hunk tries to speak, but his train of thought, as limited as it is, is suddenly disrupted. *SNIFF* "What's that smell?"

The man wipes the sweat from his brow, as his whole face turns red. He looks up at the sky, but it doesn't look like a particularly sunny day.

"Why is it so hot?" He muses as he tries to fan himself.

Hilda's jaw drops as she starts pointing at him. She tries to speak, but the words but starts to cough again as some fairy dust seems to get caught in her throat.

"Are you alright?" Hunk asks as he looks down at her, too distracted by her coughing to notice his metal armor is now starting to glow reddish/orange. "I-I mean... you're obviously in d-distress... what with... Ouch!"

He cuts his ramblings short as he feels a stinging sensation in his fingers. He looks at his gauntlet covered hands and gasps.

"What's going on? Ow! Hot!" He shouts as he starts shaking his hands until he flings the hot metal off his hands.

*COUGH* *COUGH* "Look out!" *COUGH* *COUGH* Hilda finally manages to wheeze out.

Hunk looks down at himself as he feels more hot, burning sensations all over his body, and realizes his whole suit of armor is burning up!

"What devilry is... *OUCH*" He winces and sinks to his knees as the burning sensation gets worse.

He starts clawing at the (thankfully still cool) leather straps keeping his armor in place and begins yanking on them with reckless abandon.

"HELP!" He pleads as he starts tearing piece after piece of his plate mail off. "GET IT OFF!"

Hilda weakly complies, still coughing as she tugs at the armor while avoiding burning herself in the process.