She returned it, stunned into an appreciative silence by the sight of the exposed torso before her. As they kissed, she stood, removing first one glove and then it's compliment and allowing them to flutter to the floor with quiet 'thwap's.<br/><br/>Her fingers were long and slender, and apparently skilled as they sought each buckle of her leather chest piece in turn. The snaps popped free easily, the tight-fitted armor loosening as she went about it. Her tongue cleverly distracted him from most of the noise, eagerly seeking his as the kiss continued. A long and enjoyable kiss it was, broken only when she stepped back to pull the loosened leather over her head.<br/><br/>Her hair fell as the tunic hit the floor, caressing peach-toned skin broken only here or there with small faded scars. The only one of note curved over her left shoulder, whitened with age and clearly not of importance at the moment. A final tug was given to the bit of cloth that held her breasts in place, allowing the full, pert orbs to be freed and welcome to his gaze along with the wiry muscled column of her torso. Stepping forward, she allowed her bare skin to brush against his as her chin tilted up. The mischievous gaze sought his, it's gleam mirrored in her grin.<br/><br/><span style="color: darkgreen">"No' a cougar, no....but there's something equally dangerous here, I think."</span>She murmured, curved lips seeking his once more.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>