Part of the reason for Musubi's nudity had been the alcohol and the heat, yes, but that had only gotten her clothes off.  The reason she was now very, very comfortable in just her own skin had to deal also with her partial intoxication...but for a different reason altogether.  Musubi was a changeling, and a catgirl specifically.  And when she had undergone that transformation, it hadn't just altered her body, her mind had been just ever so slightly warped as well.  For the most part, she was able to control and suppress these more animalistic urges - except Elisabeth had put booze into her system, quashing her judgment and loosening her inhibitions.<br/><br/>And so, to a certain extent, clothes had been uncomfortable, unnatural, so she had abandoned them to be 'natural' - like an animal.  "Mmmmm, you'rrrrrre hoooooooot..."  She drawled slowly.  A gasp escaped the Technomancer's lips, and she stiffened at the touch of the mage woman's finger brushing against the outside of her sopping, dripping core.  Moaning, she pressed them together tightly, squashing tit against tit.  Her hips started to grind against the finger pressed against her.  "Moooooooore," she groaned.<br/><br/>"Uh-huh," Musubi answered to Elisabeth's question.  The catgirl was aching, writhing, wanting all this pent-up energy to just<em>go</em>.