[Though she had expected, the glitter of silver (and the glitter of something「else」) made her less sure if it was an intentional tattoo in a desired shape or the unintended consequence of a spell or seal. How clever... and how interesting. She'll be good, and put off the curious desire to examine it as a professional until later, but for now...
Kiritsubo smiles, the expression sharp and amused in the corners with excitement to reveal, to share something "secret". Concord's marks were upon his face, and though she often bared hers with fashion choices, tonight... She had come wrapped in cloth, seemingly modest. Until, that is,]
I'm very glad to hear you say that.
[Clever fingers finish tugging the belt of her robe free and curl over the lapel, gently pulling it aside to reveal her own tattoos. Full breasts are covered in fine, colorful inkwork, depicting comb dripping with honey, a wasp upon the left and a three of spades, a mockery of her own design courtesy the casino, upon her right. And not just there. Down the taut line of her belly, just below naval pierced with a small jewel, is a blooming crimson peony. And below that, just above her sex barely hidden by how her legs remained crossed in her sit, a Sanskrit character is inked onto the soft skin above her pubis. "The Earth Womb". A blessing. And her own private little joke.]
I'm very fond of them.
[Perhaps an understatement, considering her next question, but... The silver ring pierced through her blossom pink nipple glints in the light much like Concord's tattoos as she adjusts her seat and begins to hint at pulling one side of the robe fully free, just beginning to slip from a pale shoulder.]
Would you like to see the rest... ?
[Or would it be far more delightful to discover them with his own hands... ?]
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Kiritsubo smiles, the expression sharp and amused in the corners with excitement to reveal, to share something "secret". Concord's marks were upon his face, and though she often bared hers with fashion choices, tonight... She had come wrapped in cloth, seemingly modest. Until, that is,]
I'm very glad to hear you say that.
[Clever fingers finish tugging the belt of her robe free and curl over the lapel, gently pulling it aside to reveal her own tattoos. Full breasts are covered in fine, colorful inkwork, depicting comb dripping with honey, a wasp upon the left and a three of spades, a mockery of her own design courtesy the casino, upon her right. And not just there. Down the taut line of her belly, just below naval pierced with a small jewel, is a blooming crimson peony. And below that, just above her sex barely hidden by how her legs remained crossed in her sit, a Sanskrit character is inked onto the soft skin above her pubis. "The Earth Womb". A blessing. And her own private little joke.]
I'm very fond of them.
[Perhaps an understatement, considering her next question, but... The silver ring pierced through her blossom pink nipple glints in the light much like Concord's tattoos as she adjusts her seat and begins to hint at pulling one side of the robe fully free, just beginning to slip from a pale shoulder.]
Would you like to see the rest... ?
[Or would it be far more delightful to discover them with his own hands... ?]