A gentle smile curled Milo’s mouth, pinked lips pulled just enough to peek teeth. Admittedly, he felt a bit embarrassed; wasn’t so often that he showcased this much skin lest he was on his farm with his shirt shed.
“You think so too?” Verdant green eyes flicked about his person, eyeing the corset and the stockings and the heels. He wobbled a bit. “... Think I’ll need to get used to these heels, though!”
A nervous bout of laughter bubbled out of him.











