As the final words left her lips Natesha felt the lanky man's arms tighten on her, the lean muscles of his arms making the hug nearly crushing before he loosened his hold on her. Her head tilted to raise her face, her gaze questioning before she was surprised to by his lips capturing hers once more. His uncovered hands grasp her hips, guiding her towards the bed as their tongues danced. Once the back of her calves touched the edge of the bed he lifted his head, his breath coming out heavily as the cocky grin slid over his lips. "I may need a little help. This blighted armor is a pain to get off as fast as I need it off right now."

With a laugh she set to work helping him remove the complicated Champion armor, her nimble fingers able to unbuckle the various straps with ease. As soon as his pauldrons were loosened he tossed them to the ground, not seeming to care too much about where the pieces landed loudly and instead more focused on removing the leather and cloth from his broad shoulders. Once freed from the garments he tossed it aside carelessly as well, his body lunging forward and his hands capturing her face between his palms. His lips met hers fiercely, the touch of their lips sending the fiery sparks of passion dancing through her nerves, the white hot sensation causing a soft moan to leave her throat before she gently pulled back. "Seris... your boots."

His gaze dropped to his feet before his eyes rolled with a heavy sigh, a grin crossing his lips. "Andraste's ass... I hate these damned boots."

Laughter bubbled from her as she turned them around, his eyebrow raising though he offered her no resistance. Once his back faced the bed she gave him a mischievous smirk before placing both of her small hands on his chest and pushing him back. A startled yelp leaves his throat as he fell back, his agility finally becoming more of an asset as he managed to only land on his bottom on the mattress. He chuckles as he looks up to the spirited crimson haired vixen looking back down to him, giggling with a smile of pure mirth. His head shakes before one eyebrow lifts as he watches her kneel down between his legs, her hands grasping his left ankle and pulling it onto her lap. His eyes become heavy lidded, smokey desire filling the depths as he watches her nimbly and efficiently unstrap his boots before pulling his feet free from the offending items. She places them beside the bed neatly, glancing up to him as she straightens the soles to point outwards correctly, the look in her eye teasing. Seris laughs lowly before reaching down and grasping her arm gently, pulling her up and onto his lap.

"You can tease me later, Tesha. Right now is not the time for teasing." He says, his voice coming out a near growl as he twists his body, the motion allowing him to lay her beside his body even as his lips capture hers once again. His hands, deft and nimble as a rogues should be, undo the buttons to her top quickly and exposing her heated flesh to the cool air of the room. Vaguely she thanked the Maker she hated wearing her high laced boots in her bedroom as she felt his hand caressing the skin over her ribcage. His talented fingers paused in their exploration, his head raising from their passionate kisses to help her sit up only enough to remove her top fully from her body. A slow blush crept up her cheeks as his eyes slowly slid over her torso, their heavy breathing the only sound for a moment.

"Maker... You do know how beautiful you are, don't you?" Seris said softly, his eyes lifting to hers even as he guided her back down on the soft mattress, his weight shifting so his body lay against her, one leg pressing to rest between hers. Her blush returned with a vengeance at his words, her mouth opening to dispute his words just before he lowered his head and covered her lips with his own. Her arguments died on her tongue as she moaned into the kiss, her body shivering as she felt his hand sliding up from her hip to cup her breast. His hands, callused and rough from handling two daggers, added a second sensation that sent thrills through her, the leg not trapped between his rising to hook around his waist. A low growl of lust left his throat as he began trail small nibbles and kisses from her lips and along her jawline. He pauses at her ear, his body shaking from the unseen amount of control he was using on himself at the moment. "Tell me you want this Tesha. I need to hear you say it."

Shivers wrack her small frame as she hears the rough tone in his whispered words, her hands lifting to trail her sharp nails over the firm muscles of his chest. A soft hiss left his lips, the shaking of his body growing stronger as the hand cupping her breast tightened, his own nails biting softly into her flesh. Gasps leave her her body arching up to his touch, her back curving and grinding her hips into his leg with the movement. "Seris if you stop now Maker help you when I can think straight."

A low laugh leaves his throat, her words breaking the control that held him so tightly like a hammer on Orlesian glass. His body shifted on top of her, his legs slipping between hers. One hand slid under her body, his lean muscle stronger than it appeared as he lifted her and moved her to a more comfortable position Her strangely bright blue eyes widen slightly as her arms lifted to encircle his neck, surprised at the ease he moved her limp weight. His cocky grin once again danced over his lips as he shifted once more coming up on his knees, filling her vision with the expanse of tanned skin with a trail of dark hair leading down from his navel into the top of his breeches. Her eyes slowly worked their way back up his torso only to find him waiting, smile dancing on his lips.