( Perhaps, for a sexy costume, it seems surprisingly modest, but that seems to be the case for a lot of outfits here, Izumi finds. But this feels more like a faithful recreation of her school uniform than anything else, and she fiddles with the skirt as she waits for his reaction.
As she tries to avoid her eyes drifting to that belt again and again, and the thoughts it inspires.
Ones that flare the heat between her thighs and have her gripping the fabric of the uniform a bit more firmly as she nips at her lower lip to try and distract herself with other sensations.
... It does not work. )
Without a uniform, you don't look like a sempai. ( Clearly deciding roles is a good option right now. And, honestly, she can't quite imagine this man dressed up in a school uniform. (Though, TBF, she couldn't imagine herself dressing up in a school uniform again until it happened, so...) ) Perhaps a teacher? ( An interesting, if not traditional, thought. ) Or... do you have an idea?
( A friend's parent comes to mind, but she can't quite bring herself to suggest it. )
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As she tries to avoid her eyes drifting to that belt again and again, and the thoughts it inspires.
Ones that flare the heat between her thighs and have her gripping the fabric of the uniform a bit more firmly as she nips at her lower lip to try and distract herself with other sensations.
... It does not work. )
Without a uniform, you don't look like a sempai. ( Clearly deciding roles is a good option right now. And, honestly, she can't quite imagine this man dressed up in a school uniform. (Though, TBF, she couldn't imagine herself dressing up in a school uniform again until it happened, so...) ) Perhaps a teacher? ( An interesting, if not traditional, thought. ) Or... do you have an idea?
( A friend's parent comes to mind, but she can't quite bring herself to suggest it. )