She did not press him further when he shifted her wandering hands away from the latches on his armor. She regarded him skeptically and apprehensively before indulging him.  Her hands slipped his pants down around his thighs as she started running her palm across his thigh and belly, and then took hold of his member appraisingly. Still, the woman's eyes remained transfixed upon the elf's... even as she began to stroke him.