Fallon's breath rises in its tempo at Koram's casual acceptance of her bare body, and her nipple, at his teasing touch, pebbles up anxiously.  Tracing the faint, whiter scars in his ridged torso with her slender fingers, she seems subdued, but pleased.  "So much character in your body," she says with a satisfaction that hovers between curiosity and glee, before returning her gaze to his as she responds to his question.  "Oh, dear, it's not that I don't love... its just that I love so easily."<br/><br/>She welcomes his embrace with caresses from her smooth, hungry fingers and palms-- gentle explorations of the planes and contours of his arms, his back, and his shoulders-- caresses that gather intensity.  It seems that she wants no inch of him to go unnoticed and untouched.  She then lifts her upper body and, in a gesture that crushes her warm, ample breasts against his chest and brushes her coppery hair over his cheek and shoulders, she glides up against him.  She emits a long, soft sound of pleasure from deep in her throat as she nips at his earlobe, and with her tongue traces the long edge of his ear-- though shorter, and somewhat less pointed than her own, certainly they must be comparably sensitive... a fact that doesn't go unnoticed, or unappreciated.<br/><br/>"Adventure indeed, knight."  A gentle, bedroom laugh spills over his throat as she writhes her whole body against his.  "An adventure on which you should wear fewer clothes."  She nips at his throat and grips his lower back with splayed hands that move fervently, as if in prayer, before sliding into the waistband of his breeches and sliding them down his hips.