( Regina rarely bothers to hide the impressive cut of her figure, yet her understated samplings are not quite the same as the obvious painting of her body underneath. her bra is obviously as expensive as everything else she's wearing, an impressive experience of architecture and lace, and there's something quite wicked about the combination of her lingerie and her pencil skirt.
there's a hint of a smile at the lips on her wrist, approval without any word. she doesn't grant more as Gwen slowly removes the offending silk. the sass is slightly unexpected and that's exactly what makes it thrilling causing the queen to laugh, a smoky rumble in her throat. )
And, now you seem quite overdressed, don't you think? You should fix that.
( Regina makes no move to help, though her dark eyes are practically black, desire widening her pupils. she won't help but she clearly is very happy to watch. the wheels are practically churning in her head, what exactly she can do with her obedient and demanding little blonde. )
[ there's a veryvery brief moment of hesitation, but it's only because she wants to keep touching her, but that moment passes and then she's shifting to the left so she can drape Regina's shirt over the arm of the chair near them, moving right back into place once it's settled there. she's less showy about getting her own clothes off, hers drawn up over her head with both hands then dropped on the floor behind her without much care. she's okay with wrinkles. she's also okay with taking off her own bra, too, because she reaches behind herself with one hand, pinching the hook open and letting it slip down her arms to join her shirt on the floor, too.
Gwen's not stacked, but she's got the kind of light muscle definition that isn't common on women her age ( or her diet ), so she's pretty okay with that. she's also moving back in to slip her arms around Regina's waist, literally just so she can pull herself close to her, lean down to nose at her breasts because it's hard not to, okay. she kisses across her skin, little impatient things, like she's not sure she'll be allowed to again or something. mostly she just likes feeling her torso pressed up against hers, how soft her skin is under her hands while she moves them slowly over her bare back ]
You're gorgeous- [ shh ignore that her voice is muffled by her breasts, okay. she needs to be here in her cleavage. or at least, she'll stay there as long as Regina let's her. maybe she's hoping that she won't. some part of her is, at least, the other part of her is very aware of how impatient she'll be once they're both not wearing clothes ]
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Date: 2016-10-01 08:16 am (UTC)there's a hint of a smile at the lips on her wrist, approval without any word. she doesn't grant more as Gwen slowly removes the offending silk. the sass is slightly unexpected and that's exactly what makes it thrilling causing the queen to laugh, a smoky rumble in her throat. )
And, now you seem quite overdressed, don't you think? You should fix that.
( Regina makes no move to help, though her dark eyes are practically black, desire widening her pupils. she won't help but she clearly is very happy to watch. the wheels are practically churning in her head, what exactly she can do with her obedient and demanding little blonde. )
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Date: 2016-10-09 08:47 pm (UTC)Gwen's not stacked, but she's got the kind of light muscle definition that isn't common on women her age ( or her diet ), so she's pretty okay with that. she's also moving back in to slip her arms around Regina's waist, literally just so she can pull herself close to her, lean down to nose at her breasts because it's hard not to, okay. she kisses across her skin, little impatient things, like she's not sure she'll be allowed to again or something. mostly she just likes feeling her torso pressed up against hers, how soft her skin is under her hands while she moves them slowly over her bare back ]
You're gorgeous- [ shh ignore that her voice is muffled by her breasts, okay. she needs to be here in her cleavage. or at least, she'll stay there as long as Regina let's her. maybe she's hoping that she won't. some part of her is, at least, the other part of her is very aware of how impatient she'll be once they're both not wearing clothes ]