［３０］ When you're not happy, my skies are gray...

[thewrongname]

[She shouldn't feel so nervous waiting for Cross to get home this evening but she is. Perhaps it's got a little to do with what she has on but it might also have to do with the apartment being emptyTyki was gone with his soul mate, Kanda was spending quality time with his boyfriend in the cabin, and the twins... Well, not being breastfed they were

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[thewrongname]

[She knows how you work so hard in secret, you do care about getting the work done it's just something opposite the image you put out. Which is fine so long as she gets the real you at home.

Most of the lights are out even in the main part of the apartment, a soft glow from their cracked bedroom door (little battery operated tea lights) and the clock on the kitchen oven's neon light. She lifts her head at the sound of Cross' voice, heart in her throat. It had...been quite some time since she let Cross see her undressed, not liking the way the post-pregnancy fat hung on her. But now she was trim even with a slightly bigger bust size.]

In here!

[thewrongname]

Well... [She blushes as she gets to her feet, tugging the ruffles of her jacket into place better before sliding her hands down her thighs.

She's more than a bit nervous.]

Do you like it?

[Choosing this outfit had been harder than one would think with her burlesque history, but she wanted something special. Lace because it was delicate and ladylike, something she tried to be. Ruffles because Cross often wore them, he had to like them. White to inspire innocence and because it looked good on her tan skin with her red hair. But the style...the peek-a-boo bra with garters...she wanted something sexy too. The jacket was to tempt~]