Hearing her name called by the voice she had come to love more than any other, Katsuragi turned over her sandals, ready to feast in the skin-showing costume of the brunet. Or so it should have been. Her blue eyes full of surprise at the fully-clothed zombie costume of Ryuko. A ‘tch’ escaped her mouth as a lot of her lustful thoughts proved themselves wrong. The compliment however brought her back on her track, a wide smile and tender blush on her cheeks.
“You think so Ryuko-tan?” she asked, her index finger grasping at her own long blond hair to twist it in a flirty yet slightly timid movement “I’m glad, I went all out to impress you! And nope, no cold at all! Just thinking about you kept me warm!” She added with a giggle.
A second look to the girl, the disappointment of the first impression now gone, she noticed the clothes really fit the black haired. Even with the scary make-up on, the clothes fit nicely around her body giving her a nice image. “Your costume it’s pretty scary. Where did you learned to do that make-up? It looks great!” She complimented, hand reaching forward to hold at Ryuko’s.
“Well, color me impressed Katsu-chan.” Ryuko murmured, drawing closer to Katsuragi almost subconsciously. “Though I suppose I’m not hard to impress, not when it comes to you.”
And then she blinked, because where did that come from? What a shocking thing to be caught saying, especially when... well, subtlety wasn’t really the aim here, anyways.
“I’d love to keep you warm... in any way you’d deem necessary.” Her dark eyes flashed playfully, though her voice (and proposition) was sincere. With one hand she traced the curve of Katsuragi’s hip, her actions and expressions now meaningful.
“Ah, I’m used to using makeup for things like this, so experience, mostly,” Ryuko explained, dropping her hand down to hold one of the lovely blondes. “I would love to show you, later.”
