Re: Dance Floor
"I do," Ash said truthfully, "though I'll be honest. I'd like to see you out of it too. Except for the wig. I like the wig." There was no shame in his words either. Lyra had a nice figure with curves in the best places. He was always an admirer of the female form, and he'd seen enough that he felt he was an expert when it came to identifying a good one.
His thumb gently massaged over her stomach, "Or am I going to burn into ashes at some point in the evening if I try to pluck the feathers off?"