"It fits the role," she agrees. "And they were so happy, the first time I wore it."
She removes her linen gown, lays it carefully on the chest. The beads make little noises as they rub against each other as she puts it on. Gold, stones, shells, a little symphony of sounds. In the lower light, it's much easier to look at her, but she still shines, still sparkles.
Her hips sway as she walks over to him. She touches his cheek, a featherlight touch, then trails her fingers down his body to where his kilt is fastened. It won't take long for her to get it off of him. "Want to see how every bit of you reacts to me," she tells him, voice rough with desire.
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Date: 2024-07-01 03:25 am (UTC)She removes her linen gown, lays it carefully on the chest. The beads make little noises as they rub against each other as she puts it on. Gold, stones, shells, a little symphony of sounds. In the lower light, it's much easier to look at her, but she still shines, still sparkles.
Her hips sway as she walks over to him. She touches his cheek, a featherlight touch, then trails her fingers down his body to where his kilt is fastened. It won't take long for her to get it off of him. "Want to see how every bit of you reacts to me," she tells him, voice rough with desire.