She moved to the floor and sat down, her thighs falling from the slits in her robes and revealing to him all of that milky soft skin. She pat the spot across from her. "Shall we?"
He was trying to keep himself distracted but god there was just so much of her to see. So much soft skin, so much.. no, focus. He sat across from her, closing his eyes in preparation for prayer.
"Fer.. fertility?" He asked. "I.. am not sure why I would pray for that.." he said. Did she call him here for something else? No, maybe she was being genuine.
He made a noise and took her hands as well. Some of his hair fell into his face as he muttered some of his prayers quietly. She could hear his words, asking Lady Ferax for.. a bit more than he was letting on.
He was daydreaming about her hips and her waist; how thin her waist was and how wide her hips were. Perhaps Lady Ferax was trying to speak to him with these thoughts?