She leans into him, moves closer with that grin he knows means trouble.
"They can take their time," she purrs out, and then, just as daintily as before, delicately uncrosses legs. It's a blatant invitation. And, if he can think clearly at all in the moment, the reason for the rest of her coverings becomes much more clear. Although anyone watching her come down the stairs might know her thighs are bare, the angle she's sat at hides that from the rest of the world now. Everything about her looks like she's covered, the longer sides of the robe making her look not much different from everyone else in the colder climes here.
"And I believe I'm the one distracting you, not the other way around," she points out, grin deepening slightly.
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"They can take their time," she purrs out, and then, just as daintily as before, delicately uncrosses legs. It's a blatant invitation. And, if he can think clearly at all in the moment, the reason for the rest of her coverings becomes much more clear. Although anyone watching her come down the stairs might know her thighs are bare, the angle she's sat at hides that from the rest of the world now. Everything about her looks like she's covered, the longer sides of the robe making her look not much different from everyone else in the colder climes here.
"And I believe I'm the one distracting you, not the other way around," she points out, grin deepening slightly.