<div class="floatleft">(http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/7824/post4km.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Todd Wainwright<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Tarrack Daemonling<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Todd's Room<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Tactical Undie Recommendations<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rae<br/><br/><hr/>Todd nodded to acknowledge that Rae recognized he was making a good point. It was not just about potentially seeing nude vampire - there was a practical point. There could be no black lace undergarments left in the entire world that would fit Rae. And it would be a tragedy, therefore, if what she was wearing were to be ruined by demonic fluids spilled in battle. He watched as she began to disrobe again, not quite as subtle as before, but without descending into undignified, lecherous leering. Though when Rae looked at him over her shoulder his eyes were at the small of her back, watching those hips wiggle. they invariably went back up when the bra came off and Todd looked good and hard at the breasts that he knew he was not alone in wanting to see freed. The daemonling was unsure whether they looked better bared or if the contrast of the black lace against her very pale white skin was better.<br/><br/>He plodded over as she asked him to come over. The top drawer presumably held underwear, and Todd looked down into it. "White cotton'd probably be pretty good. Fruit of the Loom. Stuff like that wouldn't be too hard to replace or be missed all that much. Might even be some still at the Pal-Mart." Though if there was it was probably all dirty and not something one would want to wear. Todd felt the discomfort of a fully tumescent erection straining the left leg of his pants, rather crudely visible to cursory glances. Stallions the world over would - if they were a) intelligent enough and b) not using that intelligence to be scared out of their equine wits - put to shame. Todd wondered if Rae's flesh would be cold. And he also found himself getting angry with himself for the ham-fisted flirtations he was engaging in. There were more important things to worry about and be doing. As much as he wanted to throw the vampire to the ground and fuck her so hard every vamp would come running from her shrieking.<br/><br/>Oh yeah. Petty anger. That was the good stuff. His heart beat just a little faster and he could feel keenly every muscle in his body. And soon, he would have not getting any - whether or not Rae was actually willing to put out - to be angry about. Thank you, nameless Tarrack dad.<br/><br/>He looked over to her, meeting her blue eyes. There was a lot of temptation to look down at her bare breasts. It was physically painful not to look at them. That is why Todd resisted. "I swear I'm not gay." The daemonling said. Not that he was homophobic or anything. But then he turned around and walked out of her room, waiting on the other side of the door.