<div class="floatleft">(http://t05.deviantart.net/XOLPLVLZ9QulpgcubgcYUoq-fy8=/fit-in/300x900/filters:no_upscale():origin()/pre08/54fb/th/pre/f/2016/019/3/2/render_117___anime_succubus_by_lizz6-d9ojuto.png)</div>Name: Cathris Thorne<br/>Time:  Afternoon<br/>Location: Shared room<br/>Tagging: Lebhannah, Open<br/>Notes/Warning: Getting comfortable<br/><hr/><br/>As Cathris returned to her suite for the second time, she decided to head right over to where she hadn't made her way before, her room.  Walking over and opening the door, her mouth gaped slightly in wonder and excitement upon seeing the pole.  She loved it.  Rushing over to it in excitement, she'd grab it and wrap her legs around it, using her momentum to swing around it, even letting one of her legs stretch straight out.  As soon as she slid down enough for her foot to touch she unlatched from the pole.  "I really need to thank whoever runs this place."  She muttered to herself before wandering over to her closet to look for something new to wear.<br/><br/>It only took a moment for her to find it, her favorite outfit.  Sure, it was risque to say the least, but there wasn't much she was more comfortable in.  Stripping off her swimsuit, she'd toss it onto the bed as she took hold of her one-piece.  Putting on the skimpy black outfit, with it's furry collar and straps, she'd cast her magic to let the back straps tie with the most major straps wrapping over her bottom.  To most people this wasn't walking around material, but to a succubus, the only thing more comfortable than something that shows off both most of your bust and your ass, was being ompletely naked.  Leaving the cut-off sleeves for now, she headed out of her room.<br/><br/>Stretching and exaggerating her bust, she'd soon notice Lebhannah had made her way to the suite as well.  Smiling she'd walk her way over to the beautiful angel, a seductive fire in her eyes as her hips swayed.  "Hey there Hannah, oh glorious and beautiful angel.  Isn't it nice to see you here?"  She'd say with a small smile, walking closer to her.  Running her hands along her own hips and waist, she'd say, "So, what do you think?  Does this look good?"