[ She certainly has, some things are worth delaying more snacks for, so she gets up from the tea table. ]
I believe the prompt is to undress in front of someone or watch them do so, if you need a few minutes I can take care of that. [ Shyness, she has none of it. So, reaching back for her corset laces, curious if she can draw his attention away from his tea. ]
Good. [ If he was paying too close attention to the tea, she'd be forced to do something drastic. ]
[ She turns her back toward him and starts loosening up her laces... then she shoots a glance over her shoulder and proceeds to unlace the entire corset, slowly. Teasingly, excruciatingly slowly. ]
Only my best for you. [ Like he's any different. ]
[ Finally she gets the last bite of her lacings free, then she draws the corset from around her and takes a long moment to fold it up and tie the laces around it in a decorative knot. Can't have them getting separated. ]
[ With her back still turned, she stretches, arms unfurling overhead. ]
What next? [ She has her skirt, or what's under it -- his choice. ]
[ But she doesn't much play fair, so there's that! ]
[ Skirt it is, which she unzips and then slowly pushes off her hips until it falls around her feet, then she steps out of it. Of course what was, until now, beneath that skirt is black and lacey, very Zrael. ]
Hadn't I better go warm up the shower? [ tease tease ]
The danger in that being that if I turn around, I'll want you much closer than you are. Close enough to help with this last piece, enough to kiss you breathless, and then I'm not very sure we'd make it to the shower.
[ Satisfied grinning was possibly not the response he was going for, but she does absolutely love it when he gives as good as he gets. Her emotions convey very clearly that while she was definitely interested in that shower before, now she's incredibly interested. ]
[ She turns her head like she might be about to glance at him, then stops just short. ]
Whatever gets you over here and touching me faster.
[ The soft sound she makes isn't surprise, but a rush of pleasure, clearly conveyed over the emotion sharing bond. As well as a good amount of affection and amusement. ]
Something like this. [ Her head falls back against his shoulder and she reaches up to turn his head to encourage him to kiss her. ]
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[ She certainly has, some things are worth delaying more snacks for, so she gets up from the tea table. ]
I believe the prompt is to undress in front of someone or watch them do so, if you need a few minutes I can take care of that. [ Shyness, she has none of it. So, reaching back for her corset laces, curious if she can draw his attention away from his tea. ]
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I do believe we should both be undressed before we step into the shower, but I'm afraid I simply cannot multitask at the moment.
[And watching her undress is way more important than getting naked himself.]
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[ She turns her back toward him and starts loosening up her laces... then she shoots a glance over her shoulder and proceeds to unlace the entire corset, slowly. Teasingly, excruciatingly slowly. ]
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A tease, as usual.
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[ Finally she gets the last bite of her lacings free, then she draws the corset from around her and takes a long moment to fold it up and tie the laces around it in a decorative knot. Can't have them getting separated. ]
[ With her back still turned, she stretches, arms unfurling overhead. ]
What next? [ She has her skirt, or what's under it -- his choice. ]
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Oh, 'tis the audience's choice? Skirt, please.
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[ Skirt it is, which she unzips and then slowly pushes off her hips until it falls around her feet, then she steps out of it. Of course what was, until now, beneath that skirt is black and lacey, very Zrael. ]
Hadn't I better go warm up the shower? [ tease tease ]
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[She's incorrigible. Luckily he likes that about her.]
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[ She gets her hand on her hips and then pauses again. ]
Should I turn around for you? [ Her feelings are 100% amusement. ]
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[The sound of fabric hitting the floor, as he shrugs off his haori.]
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[ She turns her head like she might be about to glance at him, then stops just short. ]
Whatever gets you over here and touching me faster.
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The sound of more fabric hitting the floor, and then Doctor wraps his arms around her waist from behind to pull her to his bare chest.]
Was this what you wanted?
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Something like this. [ Her head falls back against his shoulder and she reaches up to turn his head to encourage him to kiss her. ]