Ariala blushed and dove under the water, rising on the other side of him. "Or you're just a natural." She said.

Dimitrius chuckled as he looked up at her blushing face. Reaching his hand out to brush her hair from her face, he teased, "Mmm, with you looking like that it's no wonder I've become such a natural."

Ariala rolled her eyes playfully and ducked behind her hair to hide her blush. She swam to the waterfall and behind the crashing water to the small area that was carved out from the cliff.

Dimitrius chuckled as he called out, "Ari, love, you don't expect me to be able to swim out that far do you?"

"Don't be silly." Ariala called back. "You're a natural, remember?"

Dimitrius laughed as he teased and began swimming out to her, "If I drown, will you save me?"

"Maybe..." Ariala teased lightly. "But come on. Its so pretty back here."

Dimitrius rolled his eyes playfully as he swam out towards her. Slipping behind the waterfall, he swam over to Ariala, "I'll admit, love, the view is pretty. Well, mine is anyway," he added with a teasing grin.

Ariala pulled him towards her for a small kiss so he wouldn't notice her slightly reddened cheeks. "Look." Ariala said, moving him to face the waterfall which behind it laid the forest, a beautiful view from behind the waterfall.

Dimitrius' eyes glazed over as he looked at the view, the artist in him seeing it for more than what it was. "It's beautiful.."

Staring at the scene, he nearly forgot to keep his legs moving so that he could keep afloat. Regaining his composure, he smiled at Ariala, "We must find a way to get through the falls and set up something that I may paint on without ruining the painting while I work. The scene is magnificent, and I haven't been inspired in such a long time, the yearning to paint this is too much to ignore. Do you think we could spend a day here soon and paint?"

"Any day you want." Ariala said, enjoying the artist in him. Why are artists so cute? She wondered thoughtfully.

Dimitrius smiled, "The next full day that's nice and we both have off, we'll meet here early in the morning so we can set things up."

The passion in him subsiding enough to actually think over this plan, he blushed, "Oh dear.. since I'll be painting the day away, what will you do, love? Surely you'll get bored just watching me paint.."

"Well..." Ariala said, trying to be seductive though she knew she was failing miserably. "If you have your shirt off then I think I'll be plenty entertained." She said, stifling a laugh at her poor performance.

Dimitrius chuckled as he slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her close, and a sly grin spread across his lips, "Then it looks like I'll have to make sure it's off then, won't I. We must have you entertained now, mustn't we?"

Ariala felt heat rise to her cheeks as she felt his bare skin against her. She leaned forward to place a small kiss on his lips.

Dimitrius smiled as he noticed her nervousness in her kiss, as well as the flush in her cheeks. Brushing the hair from her face, he tucked it behind her ear, leaning in to place a gentle kiss below her earlobe before kissing her jaw, her cheek, and finally her lips.

"Come, love, we'd better get dry before we head to Winterglade in a couple hours. After all, we don't need you freezing and catching pneumonia now do we," he added with a kiss upon her forehead.

"Well, that wouldn't be any fun." Ariala said, swimming underneath the water fall and towards shore, her hand in Dimitrius'.

Ariala climbed onto the stream bank, laying in the sun to dry her soaking wet frame.

Dimitrius chuckled as he lay beside her, the beads of water sparkling as the sun beat down on his bare skin, "No, we definitely don't want that, love."

"Though you said yourself that I look my best when I'm freezing." Ariala said, turning her face away from his bare chest, wondering if he could possibly be anymore perfect.

Dimitrius laughed as he gently tapped her nose with his finger, "Nah, not when freezing, but when your face is flushed. The gentle hint of a rose creeping into your cheeks, with your light hair and your deep green eyes, the effect is simply angelic. That is when you look your best, love."

Ariala rolled onto her stomach and laid her head in her arms, facing Dimitrius. "Though everything seems to pale in comparison to you right now." She said, taking in his muscular frame and pale skin that seemed to almost shimmer in the sunlight.

Dimitrius shook his head as he rolled over onto his side, resting his elbow on the ground as he propped his head up with his hand, his long hair, held by a loosened ribbon at the nape of his neck, falling over his shoulder. Smiling, he gently played with a small section of Ariala's hair as he looked upon her soft features, "Nonsense. Nothing is more beautiful than what I'm gazing upon at this very moment."

Ariala rolled her eyes playfully then shifted so she was facing the blue sky. "Whatever you say love." She said.

Dimitrius laughed as he gently caressed her cheek, "You don't believe me, love?"

"All elves are beautiful." Ariala said. "So of course I know that I do have beauty but I find your pale skin far more attractive then my own tanned skin."