Hair so bright it could have been spun from the sun itself, cascaded down her back in loose waves. They looked as soft as he knew they were, having gripped said locks and tangled his fingers through them dozens of times before. Lips painted light pink, glossed over by lip gloss begged him for a kiss. Normally wide eyes were narrowed out by smokey eyed eyeshadow and winged liner, with her eyelashes coated in mascara to look like spider legs. Gone with the innocent naïve blonde look, replaced by a sultry seductress. Small delicate hands rose to untie the knot of her belt, moving to slip off her black knee length trench coat, and Laxus found himself gulping. Fuck being a seductress! That was a Goddess walking among men!
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