Sinthia acquiesced fairly easily to the suggestion of moving inside, and opted to simply let this progress in the bedroom instead of having to move twice and convince the dog to get off the couch. With a more than hundred-pound animal it was no mean feat.
Underneath the silk shirt she wore a linen camisole, one strap falling off her shoulder as she shrugged out of the patterned top, leaving the gauzy material hanging absently from one hand as she moved through the apartment, finally laying back on her bed. "You seem overdressed, Illyusha," she teased softly, crooking her fingers fondly at her lover in an effort to get him to take off the shirt.
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Date: 2016-04-28 03:41 am (UTC)Underneath the silk shirt she wore a linen camisole, one strap falling off her shoulder as she shrugged out of the patterned top, leaving the gauzy material hanging absently from one hand as she moved through the apartment, finally laying back on her bed. "You seem overdressed, Illyusha," she teased softly, crooking her fingers fondly at her lover in an effort to get him to take off the shirt.