[Eponine lets out a huff of disbelief when she's called fine and beautiful. She's neither and she knows it - but she says nothing. She doesn't want to break this moment.
His lips against her neck is a new sensation and Eponine giggles. It's nice, the pretty kind of nice that she doesn't truly know what to do with, but she likes it. She lets the straps of her dress begin to fall down her arms until the material pools at her feet and she's left in an ivory corset and bra set. She's not wearing panties: her ass bears scars from past beatings but they're far from Eponine's mind now.]
Do - do you like my corset? Miss Glinda picked it out. I'd always wanted a corset but... oh, do you like it?
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Date: 2023-12-28 09:02 pm (UTC)His lips against her neck is a new sensation and Eponine giggles. It's nice, the pretty kind of nice that she doesn't truly know what to do with, but she likes it. She lets the straps of her dress begin to fall down her arms until the material pools at her feet and she's left in an ivory corset and bra set. She's not wearing panties: her ass bears scars from past beatings but they're far from Eponine's mind now.]
Do - do you like my corset? Miss Glinda picked it out. I'd always wanted a corset but... oh, do you like it?