"Did you show it to Shal yet?" Brennan asked wide-eyed as he looked over the psionic before him wearing nothing but low cut thong underwear and a tiny t-shirt.
"Not yet."
"She's gonna love it."
"I guess the drool on your bottom lip means it looks good."
"It looks great," he admitted loving the sight before him.
Before he could complement any further a knock on the door interrupted them.
"Wait," Emma called realizing Shalimar was on the other side of their door. "Don't come in yet."
"Why what are you two doing in there?" she joked holding herself on the other side of the door awaiting an invitation from her fiancé.
Brennan stood from the bed and flashed the psionic a final grin before exiting the room to join the feral in the hall.
"I guess I'm gonna go help set up another buffet table in the living room. See ya later, Shal," he informed leaning to place a friendly kiss on her cheek and continuing on his way down the hall.
"Emma," Shalimar's impatient voice came through the door. "This isn't more of that 'can't see you before the wedding' junk is it?"
"No I learned my lesson about that don't worry."
"Than can I come in?"
"Yeah come on in."
Sighing in relief Shalimar pushed her way through the door only to find the psionic nowhere in sight.
"So you wanna play hide and seek huh?"
The playful feral flashed her eyes locking them on the bathroom door as her feral senses informed her of a psionic inside.
"Just wait there, Shal, I'll be right out."
Brown eyes returned to normal as the feral sat herself on the bed. She could hardly keep herself still at how giddy with excitement she was with thoughts of how Emma would be her wife by the end of the day.
"Shal, I want you to close your eyes," Emma called from the privacy of the unseen bathroom.
"Emma."
"Please just do it. I have a surprise for you."
Shalimar chucked and agreed to the woman's terms.
"Alright but it better be good."
"Well that's up to you. Are they closed?"
Shalimar sat on the bed feeling a little foolish with her eyes shut in anticipation.
"Yep."
Soon feral senses were informing Shalimar of Emma's presence before her and she fought herself to keep her eyes closed.
"I wanted to show you what I was doing yesterday. What I was hiding from you."
"Should I be worried?" the feral joked.
"Ok," Emma finally said. "You can open them now."
Shalimar's eyes opened and just as quickly her brown pupils widened at the beautiful sight before her.
"Wow," she gasped surprised herself she was able to speak as she looked over the red head before her wearing her red, lace bra and matching thong bearing the feral's name.
Emma pulled the top of the thong down to fully reveal what Shalimar's eyes were already fixated on.
Taking a few steps closer Shalimar reached out to gently brush her fingers across the top of the tattoo just below the psionic's bikini line written in black ink and simply saying "Shalimar" and donning a small, red heart after the name.
"You like it?" Emma asked though the arousal she was picking up from the feral told her she more than liked it.
"I love it," the feral breathed out wrapping her arm around the psionic's waist and pulling her close pressing their bodies to one another.
"I told you I wanted another tattoo. This is what I meant."
Shalimar smiled and leaned in to share a kiss with her fiancé letting her tongue taste every inch of the red head's bottom lip before tracing it's way across the top of her mouth. Pulling back she grinned at the woman wickedly and ran her hands up and down the psionic's back in soothing motions.
"You don't expect me to get one of those do you?" the feral joked.
Emma smiled in return letting her tongue escape to taste the sweet lips of the blonde once again. It only lasted a moment and the psionic was removing herself from the feral's hold.
"I need to put my cream on," she informed the feral and turned to lie herself out on the bed. Reaching into the drawer beside her she removed a tube of A and D ointment. Bringing her gaze back to the curious feral she bit her lip and grinned devilishly at her.
"So what do ya say?" she asked waving the tube slightly in her hand and crossing her leg over her other knee and seductively questioning, "You wanna lube me up?"
Grinning like a cat watching it's dinner Shalimar pounced on the bed eagerly taking the tube from the psionic's hand and grabbing hold on her hips to swing her into position on her back.
Emma swung her head back on the pillow and a second later warm fingers covered with cold ointment were gently massaging themselves over her sensitive skin.
Shalimar stroked her fingers lightly over the inked skin gently rubbing in the ointment over every inch of the tattoo. Emma looked down to watch and Shalimar let out a deep growl at her increasing desire. Upon finishing her task she let her fingers brush back and forth repeatedly over the sensitive area until finally reaching up with both hands to tug the thong from the woman's thighs.
Emma's hands were there quickly however cupping the feral's own anxious ones signifying she wasn't having any of it.
"Shal, you know we can't. I have to get my hair done still."
Shalimar tried to remove her hands from the psionic's but she only held on tighter and moved her arms in union with Shalimar's.
"You look great already," the feral tried to convince her.
"Come on," Emma said sitting up before the blonde. "I told you there'll be plenty of time for that on our honeymoon."
Shalimar groaned and leaned in to the psionic's neck kissing an invisible necklace across her warm flesh.
"This is a fine time for you to grow a set of morals, hun," the feral's low voice spoke against her neck.
"I'm sorry but I want this day to be perfect," Emma insisted gently pushing the feral back. She hated it herself especially seeing the disappointment in the blonde's beautiful eyes staring back at her full of painful unrequited desire. "Now go get back to work before I change my mind," the psionic ordered placing a quick and teasing kiss on the feral's lips before standing from the bed.
Sighing Shalimar stood up as well and walked to the door turning as she reached in to lean seductively against the wall.
"You sure you want me to go?" she tried one last time to change Emma's mind hoping the psionic would beg her to stay.
Turing around in the center of the room Emma grinned and slowly tugged the thong down her smooth legs wiggling along with them the entire time. Her tongue slowly slid across her lips moistening them slightly and she ginned at the blonde in the doorway relishing the power she had over her.
"Yep."
Shalimar sighed in defeat and lifted her eyes one last time.
"You'll pay for that later, missy," she promised. "Now if you'll excuse me there's a cold shower with my name on it," the feral explained before closing the door to show herself out of the room.