RaStro FicS

Into the lens (6)

"R-rhian!" Glaiza protested.

"Come on, let me dress you. Please?" She begged as she dropped her chin to the short hair's right shoulder, back hugging her. "It'll be fun, I promise." Her visions of wrapping the short hair's perfect body made her shiver.

She scooted into the closet and took out all the dresses they had brought for this trip. She dropped them down on Glaiza's bed, plopped herself into her own bed and slouched cozily, looking eager.

The short hair dropped her shoulders then turned to squint at her. "You're just going to watch me from there? I thought you're helping me pick which dress to wear?" She pouted.

"Let me see you try them all..." She muttered.

"Seriously?" She panicked.

She nodded. "How can we figure out what best suits you for the opening, if you won't try them all?" She reasoned.

She rolled her eyes. "Ugh! How could you be so unfair?" She held tightly on to her robe.

"You're not actually going to make me pass up a sexy opportunity like this, are you?" She teased.

"So weird." She hissed and still hesitated to move.

"I have already seen you naked, how could you possibly still be shy about it?" She winked, trying to hold her laugh.

"Uhmmm, with only a lamp on. It's daylight, can't you see?" She whined pointing to the window.

She smiled deviously. "Oh, I'm dying to see..."

The short hair turned her back to her, because she felt all the blush she could hide already crept up her neck as she slowly removed her robe. Her proud breasts and buttocks came free in her brown cotton bra and panties.

Rhian gulped and slunk out of her bed to come closer and stand behind the short hair. Her hands fell lightly on Glaiza's shoulders. "Do you have any idea, how sexier you are in broad daylight?" She whispered.

The short hair gasped and shifted uncomfortably in silence. Her breath cut short when Rhian moved her hands down to her waist. "R-rhi? W-what are you d-doing?" She asked nervously.

"Hmmm?" She huskily hummed, pressing her body even closer to the short hair.

"Should I try one of the dresses now?" The short hair softly asked.

"You know what, I think we'll also need to pick the best set of undies to go with your dress and shoes." She breathed into the short hair's shoulder as her fingertips roamed up and down her spine and she traced along the bottom of her bra.

"Oh, God!" With the hardening of the short hair's nipples, she exhaled softly. She could feel her chest on fire as Rhian cupped her aching breasts through her bra. Her entire body responded and a distinct warmth bolted up between her thighs.

Looking at their reflections in the mirror, she trailed kisses on the short hair's shoulder and nibbled at it gently. "On a second thought, do we really have to attend the opening?" Her voice hoarsen.

The short hair nodded with her eyes closed, drowned in carnal thoughts. "Don't you wanna see your exquisite photos?"

Rhian went rigid. "You're all I wanna see..." Her eyes sparkled as she unhooked the bra slowly and slid off its shoulder straps. Pulling the bra away, she panted. "Gorgeous..." She cupped and squeezed them again, this time, flesh to flesh.