At the sound of his footsteps she stirs, sitting up slowly and smiling at the comment, chuckling a little. It'd kill the mood if she let on just how good it was to be out here, so instead she just moves closer and takes the condom from him, on her knees at his side.

"Didn't realize you were a gentleman as well." Her eyes flick to her own boots - it'll certainly beat walking back on her bare feet afterwards. "Or at least possessed of good manners."

Fever punctuates the sentence with kissing down the side of his neck, gently nipping along his collarbone to the hollow at the base of his throat. If there'll be marks, they won't be painful. One of her hands reaches for him, to tease and stroke and make sure he's fully hard. It'll be easier that way, after all, and she wants every part of this to be as enjoyable for him as it is for her. Even if it wasn't planned when she showed up today, some of her best ideas have been improvised. Sometimes you meet a handsome stranger in the woods and let nature take its course.