That inquiry that lingered in a soft whisper upon her lips was regarded with but vague amusement by the hunter that lingered so close to her petite feminine form. It wasn't often that the witch was given to silence, much less when she found herself hesitant in any sense. She was a steadfast girl, always sure of herself and when she was not, she was more prone to the notion that 'fake it till you make it' was an entirely acceptable option. But this - this was something else entirely. It was only due to the simple fact that she did indeed have feelings for the man that saw her hesitate. Sex was, in itself, something she was entirely capable of, but she'd never before committed herself to this physically intimate act with someone she had actually cared for, with someone whose opinion she actually valued. She could feel his lips brush across her skin, all too aware of his fingertips on her hips, the sensation alone somehow spreading warmth in all those areas he touched. Her chest was filled with butterflies, though she did well to simply ignore their existence. She pulled away from him ever so slightly as his fingers reached up to intertwine with her, the simple action so producing a small simper upon her features, one that contorting into a soft giggle as he stated that he was 'off' from his sainthood for tonight alone.

Serafina hardly objected as he pulled her body further against his in that sweet moment, his fingers altogether gentle as he explored the length of her physique. Those touches caressed her skin with a decided ease, so hinting to the simple fact that perhaps her Saint was certainly not as keen on those vows of chastity that she had so anticipated he was. Oh no, for all that roughened exterior, in this he was practiced and poised, so exploring the depths of her feminine figure whilst her own slender hands did much the same, touching in places she had previously been denied by him. It was peculiar, really, the fashion in which he had so strove to push her away time and time again only to find herself entangled in his arms with her lips against his skin and his hand in her hair as he pulled her closer against him. Her legs hardly required the encouragement that firm touch offered, effortlessly wrapping around his waist to allow the man entrance into those more intimate areas. In those sweet moments, her body moved in perfect sync with each roll of his hips. It was his name on her tongue and his flesh her nails dug into as those pleasure induced needs were so fervently met.

She was remiss to find that encounter ending far too quickly then she was ready for it to, even if her body had been satisfied, those foreign desires for him alone had not. And yet, still, those fears tugged at her once icicle heart. What if he left her now that he had his way with her in the fashion that all those who came before him did? What if this was all he had wanted from her? And worst yet, what if this never happened again? Those thoughts were entirely conflicting, and yet they filled her with their incessant nagging as she rested against the hard planes of his chest, the cool autumn air sent a shiver down the young woman's spine, now that the warmth of her affinity no longer surrounded them. It caused goosebumps to raise against her pristine flesh, and in turn she only found herself pressing herself further against him to innately seek that heat that seemed to radiate from his body - his glorious naked body.

It was, however, the soft sound of his laughter that caused her head to raise ever so slightly, her chin resting upon his chest with a glimpse of curiosity on her features. "What is it?" She inquired at the sound of her name, and yet, the girl was hardly prepared for the realization that had struck her companion. "WHAT?!" She commented, sitting up quite abruptly for her eyes to drift out to the placid surface of the lake behind them. "Awww, come on! I just bought that for tonight!" There was a huff on the feisty girl's lips, entirely unaware that she had just willingly admitted that she had particularly shopped for lingerie specifically for him. Still, she wasn't as keen to give up those high class garments quite so easily. She shifted ever so slightly, just enough for her fingers to brush against that liquid. "Find it.". There was a touch of unmistakable power to her voice as she quite nearly demanded the lake give up her clothing, the liquid near her fingers nearly glowing a light blue color at her touch. There was a moment of stillness upon the surface of that water before a gurgling bubbling occurred several feet down the surface of the lake, followed by the soft sound of a 'bloop', followed by one...two more. A warm grin crossed her features, the girl entirely pleased with herself and her growing affinities enough to momentarily forget the hunter's insistent fear of what he thought her capable of. In fact, it wasn't until she turned back towards him with a grin in place that the girl faltered, her stormy gaze falling upon him before she uttered two simple words. "Oh....damn..."

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