"Better," she purrs as he is now bare to her in the same way. Long and lean all over in the most ideal of designs. The blue silk is in her hands only for a moment until joining the other garments. Violet eyes cast over him from the top of his head to his proud and free cock. "So much better."

Who truly knows or cares what the right words are. They never were so alluring to Yennefer's attention or ears before now. She twists and chooses to mount him, inviting his mouth to kiss and taste. Her knees rest carefully on either side of his chest, her palms gliding down over his chest, his ribs. "Kiss me." He knows where and if his reputation is anything like what she has heard, he knows how. Yen lets the rest of her weight rest above him, leaning down to follow the indentations at his hips with her mouth, her dark hair falling in silken threads over his skin as she moves.