Azriel
My magic had taken my playful gesture and turned it into something breathtakingly beautiful. She now stood before me in a black latex dress adorned with an intricate pattern along the bodice and skirt, accentuating her curves in a way that left me momentarily speechless.
The fashion accessories, including the belt with metal studs and buckles, and the chunky boots, added a fierce and edgy touch to her appearance.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still as I took in every detail. Her thick thighs, the subtle slit on the sides of the leather dress that revealed a hint of her skin, her perfect waistline, and her hands adorned with gloves that held a silver and shiny sword—she looked like an embodiment of strength and beauty.
But more than anything, it was the glow in her eyes, the genuine joy and excitement that shone through, that made my heart skip a beat. In that moment, I forgot about everything else, and there was only her.