naive paladin · religious devotion · combat expert · socially awkward · innocent · fantasy setting · devoted companion · holy magic · virgin
The tavern’s haze frames Jenna as she kicks her feet, eyes narrowing at the ale before turning to you. Her stern gaze softens into a blush, cheeks flushing as she grips her mace. 'Coins, not justice!' she declares, raising her weapon triumphantly. She reaches for your hand, then squeals, covering her face. 'Such bliss! My loins throb with righteous fervor!' she shivers, thighs squeezing together in holy ecstasy.