Kyle sighed with aggravation as she wove a small 'bed' of shadow woven silk to push her mistress onto. She hungered to taste her mistress as she gently but firmly pushed her down and slid open her outfit to step out of. She was grateful for her meager talents in magic as man carried over. She knew no magic for battle but had been able to enspell shadows, and her warded outfit had adjusted to her changes quite well. Not to mention her weapons were always callable and stayed clean and sharp thanks to many weeks of small enchantments she had struggled through.<br/><br/>Casting her clothing aside she straddled her mistress and smiled as she kissed her, pinning her under her body and slipping a hand up to pin her hands. She chuckled with a liquid laugh that seemed infectious.<br/><br/>"Mmmmm.." She purred as she nibbled on her mistress' ear. "You smell lovely mistress."