[The bodice of her dress becomes loose around her torso. One hand holds it up so that the expensive looking fabric doesn't fall in a heap on the floor. She'll have to put it back on, after all.
Goosebumps form in the wake of his touch. Her creamy and unmarred skin is soft against the pads of his fingertips. It's very clear she takes a good deal of care with her body — making sure it's nearly perfect. Her only gripe would that be that she doesn't have "enough up top," but it was her sister who was granted with the luck of those particular genes.]
Of course I am.
[Why wouldn't she be? A little vanity won't kill a person, and it's no secret that attractive people have it easier in life. In addition, as a mage her body is just one more weapon in a whole host of things that she considers her arsenal. Which is why her skin is well moisturized, her hair perfectly kept, and her nails manicured.
Slowly Rin allows the vibrant red dress slip off her form. Delicately she steps out of it in only her heels, over-the-knee stockings, and black lacy panties. Oh, and that garnet cat collar with its gold tag resting against the hollow of her throat. Carefully Rin places the dress on the table before beginning to slip out of those heels. Keeping them on would be too tempting, of course. The urge to dig them into his flesh might overcome her better sense of judgment.]
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Goosebumps form in the wake of his touch. Her creamy and unmarred skin is soft against the pads of his fingertips. It's very clear she takes a good deal of care with her body — making sure it's nearly perfect. Her only gripe would that be that she doesn't have "enough up top," but it was her sister who was granted with the luck of those particular genes.]
Of course I am.
[Why wouldn't she be? A little vanity won't kill a person, and it's no secret that attractive people have it easier in life. In addition, as a mage her body is just one more weapon in a whole host of things that she considers her arsenal. Which is why her skin is well moisturized, her hair perfectly kept, and her nails manicured.
Slowly Rin allows the vibrant red dress slip off her form. Delicately she steps out of it in only her heels, over-the-knee stockings, and black lacy panties. Oh, and that garnet cat collar with its gold tag resting against the hollow of her throat. Carefully Rin places the dress on the table before beginning to slip out of those heels. Keeping them on would be too tempting, of course. The urge to dig them into his flesh might overcome her better sense of judgment.]