Kytana's darker side lavished in this. In the release of pent-up emotions, and the caress of a dark being. She shrugged out of the cumbersome outer robe, once his fingers found the clasp of the belt that was folded into the fabric. She cursed all the layers she now wore. Three beneath the over robe. What had she been thinking?!
Her fingers found the tied belt and relieved it of its knot. But her frustration soon became clear.