[ Izumi is so delightfully expressive that he notices when a lightbulb pops in her head. Holding the belt in his hands, the idea from Izumi gave him a bit of a pause as runs his fingers along the belt. The sharp sound of his skin rubbing against the leather makes him nod, glancing back at her with interest ]
Why not? I think it would look good on you.
[ He steps closer, belt in hand as he lets it hover over her neck like a measuring tape, making him coyly nod in approval as he folds the belt. ]
What a naughty idea. Makes me curious what else is in that pretty head of yours, hmm?
[ He spoke softly as he brushes the hair off of her face, appreciating how she looks in that uniform and the smoothness of her skin that he could turn red with a strike of this belt. He lowers said belt in his other hand, brushing against her thigh as he gets started in setting the mood. ]
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Why not? I think it would look good on you.
[ He steps closer, belt in hand as he lets it hover over her neck like a measuring tape, making him coyly nod in approval as he folds the belt. ]
What a naughty idea. Makes me curious what else is in that pretty head of yours, hmm?
[ He spoke softly as he brushes the hair off of her face, appreciating how she looks in that uniform and the smoothness of her skin that he could turn red with a strike of this belt. He lowers said belt in his other hand, brushing against her thigh as he gets started in setting the mood. ]