Aramil had a slight smile upon his face and that was what he wanted to invoke. He wanted her to not be always this tough and unfeeling barbarian but rather someone who could open up and enjoy herself regardless of the situation. In short he was going to give a very private and intimate lesson on the matter at hand. He runs his fingers along her now erect nipples the index and middle fingers sliding along the sides sending a sharp jolt of sleepy arousal through her as the silk brushes over such a sensitive place. He allowed the other hand to wander down slowly upon the tips of his fingers like a paintbrush down along her stomach and down towards her outer thighs slowly massaging the strong muscles within her legs. His erection thickened and hardened within his pants in enjoyment of the sights he saw. He kept the silken blankets upon her to better hide his slight of hand.