The cold steel of the dagger cutting his arm elicited a gasp of surprize from the knight. Looking down, he saw the small cut, and before he could say anything Nimue had cut her own hand. His mind full of bewilderment, he stood over her stunned as she gave her vows. After she had explained her actions, Maric looked down at her with the warmest smile he had.<br/>"As you wish." Was all he said.<br/>Lifting her off of the table in his arms, Maric carried her to the door. After exiting the house, he carried her into the field. The moon was indeed full as Nimue had said, and with no clouds in the sky it shone a warm glow upon the landscape. Gently placing down the love of his life, the knight took a step back to look upon her in awe in the moon's pale light.<br/>At her beckoning, Maric ceased his gawking and slowly crouched over Nimue to place a kiss upon her lips. His hands again began to wander, now sliding her gown down her body. As they neared her hips, Maric's hands moved to fondle at Nimue's breasts, teasing the erect buds that topped them. After a moment of hesitation, his lips soon moved to join them in worshiping her body.<br/>He was not finished yet though. The knight wanted to make this first time a night to remember. His lips reluctantly moved away from their administrations and drifted lower and lower, ever to tantalizingly slow until they were kissing at where her dress was left just above her treasure. Wanting to give her further pleasure, Maric proceeded to remove the garment completely, leaving Nimue's body now completely bare to the elements. Drinking in the sight, the paladin lowered his head now with a different drink in mind. As he neared her snatch, his mouth hovered just above it, his eyes looking up to see Nimue's face blush with joy at their new intimacy. Maric then diverted his attention to the object before him and lowered his head to kiss at it. After hearing Nimue's gasps of pleasure, the knight resumed his administrations, becoming more bold as his confidence grew.