His eyes were dark and hungry as he looked the array over. "A little, yeah. You're more creative than I am. I gotta admit, though..." Connor grinned at her, "I feel extra blasphemous in this costume now."
"Well, then you should probably get out of it." I said, flinging my hat off onto the couch and kicking off my heels before coming closer to him and tugging on the costume a bit.
He unzipped the back and stepped out of his costume. He had jeans and a gray wife beater on underneath and tossed the costume aside before pulling her to him. He kissed her warmly, kicking his boots off.
He looked really good in a wife beater. I had gotten used to seeing him in t-shirts, but this...this was a welcome change. "Better?" I asked in between kisses.
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