<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Elysia</span></span><br/><br/>Elysia leaned back from Nathan when the door opened again, glancing over her shoulder as Edna ducked her head in and set a rack of collars inside the door. Sia giggled softly at the sight of them and how Nathan's cheeks were aflame when his eyes came to rest on them. He moved, switching their positions so that his back was to them and he was effectively blocking her view.<br/><br/>"Oh Nathan, don't be so embarrassed," she teased, lifting a hand to one of his warm cheeks. He surprised her by releasing her and turning to the objects in question. He angrily suggested each one in turn and she leaned back against the wall while she watched him, amused by his obvious discomfort and irritation with the whole situation.<br/><br/>"Hmm," she tilted her head to the side, pursing her lips while she debated. "The simple leather one. I don't think we really need the whole lot," she decided, shrugging away from the wall and stepping towards him. She wondered if he was surprised that she really did intend to buy one. She might never ask him to wear it, but she was having far too much fun tormenting him now.<br/><br/>"Mmm, yes. I think this is a good choice," she nodded, pushing the silk shirt off his shoulders and trailing her fingers down his chest. "Don't worry, I'll put it on for you my darling," she purred, pressing kisses across his shoulder while she picked up the chosen collar and lifted it to his neck. She clipped it around, leaving it loose enough that he was comfortable before giggling as she took in his appearance.<br/><br/>"It suits you," she told him with a smirk, her hands reaching for the tops of his pants so that she could undo them and push them down his legs. Edna called through the door about leashes and Sia laughed lightly as Nathan's eyes widened in horror.<br/><br/>"No, thank you. I think we have everything we need," she assured the fashion designer and turned her attention back to the handsome human in front of her. "Try on the pants, won't you Nathan? For me?" She widened her eyes innocently, despite the fact that her fingertips were tracing patterns across his stomach, just above the waistband of his underwear.