“Thank you. I didn't want to come and see you covered in burn marks. Then I found out that I didn’t have any clothes without burn marks so I bought these today." He turned back from the opening of the tent and his eyes immediately opened wide when he Looked upon her.

“Is something wrong?" Talina Looked over herself and saw that the potion's effect was still fading.

"You... you're not wearing anything,” he barely managed to utter the words.

“Well of course I'm not. Do you know how much it costs to make an invisibility potion? I'm not going to go and buy a damned invisibility cloth-soap, too."

He remained silent as he looked over her lovely figure with all its smooth, slender Lines and gentle curves. The invisibility potion hadn't worn off entirely and gave her shape without substance, making it almost seem as if she was made of pure glass.

“You look like Lady Winter," he finally managed to speak after a few moments of awed silence.

“Do I? And who might she be?" Talina immediately shifted her tone from chiding to almost purring as she saw Torren look upon her like she was a celestial, fresh from the fires of paradise.

“She was a goddess, made of ice. When it snowed it was said that she came into our world and danced across its surface without leaving a mark. She would Lure men out into the cold night to freeze to death.”

“She sounds lovely. You compare me to the nicest people, Torren.” Talina settled her hands on her hips and gave him a somewhat challenging Look.

“It was said that she..." he paused, licked his lips and for the first time he found no guilt or shame in Looking upon her nude body as it slowly lost that glassy transparency, “that she was the fairest of women. That's why the men would always go to her."

These words drew a genuine smile that lit up her eyes with the compliment whilst curving her lips enticingly at the implications it carried.

“You think I am the fairest of women?"

Torren nodded without even thinking.

The invisibility potion began to wear off completely just as Talina stepped forth to close the distance between them. Her clear glassy form flushed with fresh creamy colour before his gaze, shaping itself into the gorgeous slopes and contours of her body. Long, beautifully toned legs reached down to where her bare feet whispered over the ground and lifted into the gentle curve of her firm rear. Torren saw her ample breasts bared before his eyes for the first time. The dark little nipples peaked before his gaze.

The courtesan evidently had no qualms about nudity and came to rest her hands across his shoulders. Her touch brought steel to the smith's cock. The feel of himself slowly lengthening down the inside of his thigh made him shudder with fear and anticipation.

“Torren, have you touched a woman before?" she asked.

He let out a nervous breath that quivered in the air and managed to nod his head.

“Like this?" Her head tilted lightly to the side and her eyes met his own. Slowly, she slid her arms around his broad shoulders to pull herself against him. Fully visible now, she'd ensnared him to the point that he felt like fresh jelly in her arms.

Yum.

Instead of speaking, Torren only shook his head as he felt the heat of Talina's body warm him through his Linen clothes. He had never seen a naked female, let alone had one drape herself around him. The moment was everything he hoped and everything he dreamed it would be, yet he could only tremble with the fear and excitement of what was to come.

“Well, we have a Little time. Let's see what I can teach you."

With a gentle nudge, Talina shifted around and pushed him backwards to send him further inside the tent. She Loved how he moved even with the slightest of urging. That massive frame of his could have planted itself anywhere it liked, and yet her delicate fingers were all that were required to urge his bulk into the middle of her dwelling.

Once she had him standing, she lifted herself to tiptoes to plant a soft little kiss upon his lips. Torren closed his eyes and savoured her sweet texture. Her distinct feminine scent brought back pleasant memories of their first kiss. Whereas the former had been slow and welcoming, this was delicate and brief, for instead of a kiss goodbye it was a promise of things to come.

“You know it's rather rude to have me bare all like this without returning the favour." Talina reached up and stroked her fingers through his hair.

Torren remained silent and his hands slowly shifted to fumble with the bottom of his tunic. The woman smiled broadly, flashing a playful grin before her hands fell down between them and shifted past his tunic to unravel the strings of his pants instead. He ceased all movement as Talina's fingers slid inside, against his heated flesh and finally down to caress her fingertips along his straining member.