<span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Lara stuck her tongue out due to the obvious sarcasm that Ink was using, giggling afterwards as even though the other young woman was in control, she was enjoying being here. It wasn't what she'd initially intended walking into the bar but...it felt right coming here and being in this exact room right then and there. Lara couldn't help but look down and watch as her dress disappeared from her body, almost instantaneously being replaced by the gorgeous-looking, red laced number that Ink had deposited upon her instead. She </span><i><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">really</span></i><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"> needed to find out where she got her clothes from!<br/>
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"G-Good choice," she stammered before looking down, watching as Ink began to crawl up between her legs, kneeling down there before lowering herself to grind herself against Ink. Such a seductive display couldn't be responded by anything other than a moan, Lara's cheeks beginning to almost instantly heat up simply from the friction alone. And Ink felt so <i>perfect</i>, fitting almost perfectly against her own figure. "And I think I am too...God I can't wait to get you out of those clothes..." She bit her bottom lip and looked up into Ink's eyes. "A-And please...let it be me that takes them off for you~"</span>