Saya Fails At Being Sexy

The First Attempt

Fingers tapping on the side of the bed every once in a while as black silk stocking-covered legs crossed one another, Saya blew a lock of hair in front of her face away as she huffed sitting there.

"When is he going to get here?" Saya said, annoyed. She then looked down and admired her handiwork. The large bed she was on was covered in a scattering of roses, symbols of love and sensuality. And quite frankly, symbols of passion. And that was what she was for tonight, Saya Hinayuki, passion incarnate.

Saya got up from the bed and the first step she took away from it was a false one, as she wobbled as soon as the heel of her boot hit the ground. Her ankle nearly buckled from underneath her, and it was only her fortunate proximity to the bed which allowed a hand to find purchase.

"Stupid lady stilts," she grumbled.

Today marked the one year anniversary of her and Peter officially becoming a couple. Some of their friends said it was only a matter of time since the two had been close ever since their first few weeks at VRHigh.

Taking a few more tentative steps toward the full body mirror, Saya held her hands out in order to steady herself. It was a good thing she didn't plan on doing much standing in the knee-high stiletto boots she wore over her stockings. Seven o'clock couldn't come soon enough. He couldn't come soon enough either.

.....heh, get it?

Here in her home, Saya was ready to have an unforgettable weekend of passion and romance with the man she loved.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the finished product that she had put so much effort into. The black leather boots she was struggling to balance herself in were a must. Nothing said lust quite like stilettos. Where they ended the stockings picked up, trailing all the way up to the tops of her thick creamy thighs. A few inches of exposed skin later led to the final piece of the sexy puzzle.

The red lace negligee she wore left little to the imagination, but then again Peter had always been a little bit dense. She was certain he would appreciate the bold little number she wore. The mostly transparent garment had bunches of flower-patterned lace strategically placed in order to shield two parts of her body in particular, but otherwise allowed observers to have a very enticing view of her figure.

"He'd better appreciate all I'm doing for him tonight..." Truth be told it wasn't all just for him. She wanted this too.

Saya licked her lips in anticipation of Peter seeing this wild side of hers. It wouldn't be the first time they'd be intimate, but it would be the first time he would see the animal inside her unleashed. Her eyes closed as she began playing out the scene in her mind. It would be perfect. She would be perfect. After all, she had put so much time and thought into this evening, that nothing would go wrong. No one would disturb them.

Saya then opened her eyes and posed in front of the mirror, her wolf ears twitching with delight and her tail swaying back and forth in appreciation as she marveled at the sight of herself.

"You know, I never expected Langle to actually know what she was doing. Guess I was wrong after all." Saya mused.

She then furrowed her eyebrows. "Should I really compliment her though?" Saya shook her head. "Whatever. Fact is, Peter definitely hit the jackpot."

Saya usually didn't like to sound so vain, but in this moment she couldn't help herself. 

Taking a deep breath, she prepared to set the stage for their magical evening. There were candles to be lit. Music to be played. Peter would be here any minute, and everything had to be ready. Anything less than perfect was unacceptable!