Isalisk opened her mouth in shock, her soft lips parting as she saw hims trip away his armor rapidly and piece by piece. Her eyes would shut as she let out a sound of distress, her hands being held up and above her head. They flickered open to stare back into his eyes, following them until she could no longer, and she felt his warm lips pressed against her skin.<br/><br/>Her entire body gave a shiver of panic, such actions having never been experienced before nor having imagined being experienced before. She felt confused at what exactly was occurring, her mind switching about as it did not want to believe what events were being transpired in the dark. Her scent was somehow sweet, a strong hint of fresh, clean stone mixed into this flowery smell that could remind anyone of quartz or jewels when they took it in. Her head turned away from his own, her shoulders flinching upwards as he kissed along her before she heard the strange growl he was making, and her heart fluttered with more fear. He was so close to her, it was wrong. His chest was right against her own, making her want to push off and sink to the ground that she may curl up and hide, but his grip held her up and on her feet despite her legs pleading to collapse.<br/><br/>She suddenly found half of her wish granted, but not in the way she had wanted it to be. She let out a rough gasp for air as she was roughly placed on the ground, her hands lifted slightly to either side of herself as she flinched and gazed up at him. With a yelp she felt her wrappings being ripped off, flexing upwards from the gripping motion before her adrenaline pumped for the lower garments, and her knees desperately buckled against his strength that she may close them, her arms reaching to cover her full breasts as their more free shapes curved and created a different air to Isalisk, one that was conflictingly innocent from her actions as it was womanly , elegant and dangerously beautiful.<br/><br/>Her hair was sprawled beneath her as she tried to defend her exposed self, curling along the grass and ground. Her scales could be seen everywhere now, the female fully naked up to him. She was ready to cry, but even in such a state her features were betrayingly graceful and full of beauty, as if fate itself had plotted against her for this very moment.