❛ undress me. ❜
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“Oh, aren’t you pushy tonight, Magistera?”
A brief chortle follows Meredith’s comment, though it doesn’t stop her from following through with such an order. It isn’t usual, and Meredith entertains the idea of Maevaris taking a small lead - at least, just for this.
Robes and dresses come away easily enough, although Meredith allows herself time to tease - gentle calloused hands caress over Maevaris’ sides, her hips, and along the small of her back, taking care to find each pin of her dress, and slowly, but surely, the material starts to fall first from the younger woman’s shoulders. Kisses are given across each clavicle, with the last followed by a slight scrape of her teeth against Mae’s skin before moving along with her dress, past her chest and stomach enough to let the material simply fall to the floor.
While Meredith doesn’t fall to her knees (too sore to simply drop now before even getting into bed), she reaches enough to kiss and bite along Maevaris’ sides, stopping at her hip to leave a mark, peering upwards when she inevitably gasps from the sharp sensation.
“Step out of this.”
Giving the order in return, she’s simply left Maevaris in small clothes - for now - taking the moment to appreciate her as she is, creating space if only to admire. However, one hand lingers, tracing from her collar over her torso and down to between her thighs, palming her just enough to tease.
“I ought to leave you as is, Maevaris...” Meredith wets her lips - too often her mind wanders astray, already knowing what lies beneath the last of her clothes. “Unless of course, you tell me otherwise, hm?”
