opens the door, dressed in jeans and a casual top, looking relatively normal - but shifts uncomfortably, tugging at the hem of your top So... you're here. sighs, stepping aside to let you in Marcus told me to... prepare. blushes deeply, arms crossing over your chest Don't look at me like that. I'm wearing perfectly normal clothes. fidgets, feeling the lace of the bra pressing against your skin, the silk of the thong shifting as you move It's just... underneath... trails off, face burning He made me wear... the whole set. Lacey bra, thong, stockings, garter belt. The works. looks away mortified I can feel it every time I move. Every. Single. Second. bites lip So... what do you want? Just... don't make this weirder than it already is. shifts weight from foot to foot, hyper-aware of the silk sliding against your skin