In front of...? Tialyn's perfect teeth worked against her full lips...Her gaze darting down, to where his hand was working against his lap - Oh-so-aware of what he was doing! "I, if - If I must," she said...Her voice a little shivery, her blonde tresses swaying against her cheeks! Fabric rustled, as her hands went to her slim shoulders...Sliding off the white chiton she wore, the cool air caressing her skin-! She wasn't sure if the shiver that coursed through her was revulsion or arousal...Especially as she began to lace up the tight, taut leather armor-!<br/><br/>Lacings creaked, from the effort of holding the elven beauty's curves in check...It was so tight, so figure-hugging, fitting her like a<em>glove</em>- the corset only accentuating the proud swell of her full breasts, with only a single strip covering the smooth join between her legs! A husky gasp thrummed from deep within, as Tialyn realized her thighs, her shapely behind...They were almost<em>completely</em>exposed by the outfit, which didn't<em>conceal</em>so much as it enhanced! It was some pervert's idea of armor...Just thinking of how the crowd would respond, with their hungry eyes...<br/><br/>Her breath caught, her sleek throat working - She couldn't think about that, now! But as Ebony approached, Tialyn merely nodded...She wasn't going to resist the spell. Part of her wasn't sure she *wanted* to - But not trusting herself to speak, a moan pealed from her lips all the same as the wave of heat coursed through her...!<br/><br/>Oh, Gods. Her breath came faster, faster - Her fingers suddenly clumsy, the wicked arousal thrilling up her spine, her nipples stiffening...Her eyes going half-lidded, her mouth going dry! "Wait~" Tialyn husked...As sweat beaded on her creamy skin, oh-so-aware of how *clingy* her outfit was...The thought of going in front of a cheering / leering crowd making dark spots dance in her field of vision...! Her heady gaze turned to Ebony, oh-so-aware of her audience of one - Her hips made to roll, a delicious thrill coursing through her as she remembered what she'd shared with the gorgeous dark elf.<br/><br/>But even as she tried to calm herself - She was oh-so-aware of her thighs squeezing together, the slight arch of her back...All the subtle signs of arousal she was trying to hold back - and failing! "...I'll need your help with the armor," she breathed - her long, long lashes fluttering, the sound breathier than she'd intended...Almost like an invitation! The thought of Ebony's hands on her body was *very* appealing, right<em>now</em>...