Medusa's POV
I blushed and closed the door behind me. I looked up and Stein had appeared in front of me. I looked him over and licked my lips at seeing all of his pale exposed skin. There weren't any fresh-looking scars which was a good sign. I'd always ached for that moment and it was finally happening.
I had come to his home wearing white heels, pink lingerie, and a tight-fitting black dress. I looked lower on his body and blushed redder. All he was wearing was a pair of plain black boxers. He walked closer to me and I could then examine the large tent that was forming against the front of his boxers. It looked like the fabric was about to burst at its seams.