"I like the sound of that," she purrs. Dragon is intrigued.

She can feel his hands on her hips under her dress, his touch comforting and arousing at the same time. She lifts her dress gently over her head, pulls it off. Then, she drapes it carefully over the end-table.

Some of her hidden Henna work isn't hidden, now. These designs are far simpler, done by Kreyu herself. Her nipples have been darkened with henna, turned into the stigmas of flowers with their 'petals' drawn circling her areolas.