Eli’s corset took way too long. It had to be re-laced, which was not a problem for Bo, but the task got her a bit frustrated. It showed in the less than gentle way she started to tighten and tie it up. “Whoops, sorry,” she said when she heard him protest.
When Eli was finally dressed, Bo took a step back to admire his work. “You look po-si-tive-ly radiant, darlin,” she said in her best Gomez Adams. “The spooky skeleton makeup’s a good touch.”
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Bo walked with Eli with their arms linked, her bright yellow jumpsuit a stark contrast in the darkness against his entirely black outfit. She had her katana sheathed at her side. She toyed with the zipper at the front and took it down just a bit further, to her sternum. “What’re we doin first, hon? Spooky scares or should we take bets on who got drunk first at the lounge?”
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