Picnic In the Trees

They had been walking in the woods for most of the day now, the lightly scented branches of the pines forming a canopy over their heads while a light misting of rain fell from the sky to the spongy moss that formed the soft path they walked upon.
They were enjoying themselves in spite of the rain, or rather, because of it; it was a cooling mist that clung to their clothing in such a pleasing fashion such that it made each half of the couple even more attractive to the other.
They walked slowly among the trees, holding hands as they enjoyed each other's company. Before long, the canopy of trees released its hold on the sky, and opened their way to a small secluded vale at the outskirts of the forest. It was here that they stopped to enjoy their noonday meal.
The packs were laid against a tree to rest, a blanket was produced and spread upon the still dew-laden grass, and the pair sat down to eat. As they had been travelling for many days already, they did not have fine extravagancies to dine upon, but they did have bread and cheese, and fresh strawberries they had picked that day to dine upon.
The princess was inwardly surprised at how comfortable she now was with the dark stranger who now accompanied her on her travels. When they had first met, she had been wary of him - he knew more of the world than her, and was therefore more likely to hurt her. But he had yet to lay a hand on her, save a gentle hug one night as she cried herself to sleep as she thought about her pets that she had left behind in the castle. And so she had begun to trust him, and now she found she could easily spend the day with him, talking about nature, and each other's lives, and the dreams they hoped to fulfill one day when their journey had ended. Surprisingly, despite their outward appearances, they had more in common than most villagers would've guessed at first glance. Their conversations flowed and were frequent, there was little they wouldn't discuss with each other, save for the deepest portions of their individual hearts.
And so she looked across the blanket at this tall, dark man, wondered at what chance, if it even was chance, that had brought them into each other's lives. Then she realized. Their roles were that of mentor and student, with each of them playing both roles, both teaching and learning as they traveled the roads together.
Grinning impishly, she raised one eyebrow, looking coyly at him in a sideways glance that she knew would entice him. She was in a good mood, a little bit of game-playing could cause no harm. While his eyes were mesmorized by her face, she chucked a strawberry at him - it was overripe and burst slightly as it touched his face, its crimson sweet juices drizzling down his face. She laughed, a laugh full of innocent happiness, and ducked at he threw one back at her in response. She returned the assualt for a few rounds, then sprung lightly up off the blanket and ran behind a tree for defense.
Predictably, he went after her, pretending to sneak up to the tree without her noticing.
So she darted off to the next tree, and stood, leaning against it, for him to come after her.
"Have you ever leaned against a tree? It's actually quite comfortable, give it a try!" Her eyes sparkled mischeviously as she stepped aside to let him have a go at it.
And when he did lean against the tree, she decided she wanted a little more than harmless games. Putting her arms around him, pinning him against the tree, she kissed him.