Beg for it, hm? [there's a small problem with getting her own hand down her pants, and unfortunately it's the whole damn belt. the control packs that power all the little regulatory lights throughout the rest of her suit. the harness and the skirts all attached. it was designed to keep secure during fights, and not really for... this in mind.
she huffs slightly, working her fingers back and forth through the layers, enough to get her so very aroused as he watches, and not enough to provide the level of satisfaction she's really seeking.] If you want it off, you're going to have to do the begging. [her other hand rests over her thick chestplate, cupping over where her breasts are hidden.]
no subject
she huffs slightly, working her fingers back and forth through the layers, enough to get her so very aroused as he watches, and not enough to provide the level of satisfaction she's really seeking.] If you want it off, you're going to have to do the begging. [her other hand rests over her thick chestplate, cupping over where her breasts are hidden.]