Because of the way she was talking, for a moment, Akaeru's eyes roamed her body. The sundress hugged her curves in a way he hadn't noticed before, the light, breezy fabric whispering against her thighs with every subtle movement revealed glimpses of her smooth, sun-kissed skin. The neckline dipped low enough to hint at the swell of her breasts, and tiny straps, the color of her hair, threatened to give way with the slightest breeze, adding a slight edge to the entire ensemble.
MHA: Akaeru
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