Warnings: NSFW. Explicit sex.
Pairing: Judith x Rita.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Vesperia.
Dress
Judith walked out of the tailor's changing room, and Rita went wide-eyed and looked Judith over twice before turning her head towards the floor and muttering, "You are not wearing that to the banquet."
Judith frowned, more than a little disappointed at the words, and looked down at herself. "Why not?" As far as she could tell, there was nothing wrong with the dark purple ballgown. It was simple yet elegant, without any outrageous patterns or frills, and it hugged at her body quite nicely. And she had made sure to pick something with a relatively high collar and low hemline—definitely not what Judith herself would have wanted, but for the sake of not embarrassing Estelle at the princess's upcoming royal birthday celebration, she was willing to stick to propriety just this once—so all in all, the dress was modest enough. "I thought it looked good."
"W-well, you thought wrong." Judith could have sworn she heard a hint of a stutter in Rita's voice. "Just take it off! We'll find something else."
Judith pursed her lips, but decided this wasn't worth arguing about and slowly started to turn back towards the changing room. As she did, though, Judith noticed out of the corner of her eye that Rita was staring at her, tentatively licking her lips, her gaze lingering on Judith's chest before traveling downwards…
Oh.
Ohhh.
Smiling wickedly as she came to a realization, Judith whirled right back around, swiftly grabbing Rita by the arm before she could react and dragging her along. The mage stumbled into the dressing room with a sputtering cry of "H-hey, what're you—!", but Judith quickly met her eyes to shoot her a sly, sultry glance, and Rita instantly fell silent. She visibly swallowed hard as Judith brushed past her to lock the door behind them.
Judith turned back towards Rita with a knowing and predatory grin playing across her face. "You really like this dress, don't you?" she purred, and Rita flushed an adorably telltale shade of red, fidgeting ashamedly at having been caught.
The brunette covered her face with her hands but didn't deny it. "Well, why'd you have to go and pick one that looks so damn majestic?!" Judith let out a soft chuckle—she never would have guessed that an outfit that actually covered more skin than usual could get Rita so worked up.
The mood between them had suddenly shifted, was now rather sensual, and Judith acted upon this by grabbing Rita by the wrists. The mage gave no resistance as Judith gently pulled her hands off her face and leaned in to kiss her. After a moment, Judith released the hands in order to wrap her arms around Rita's waist, and the mage responded by flinging her own arms around Judith's neck.
Judith took it a step further by slipping one hand down to Rita's ass, cupping a butt cheek and squeezing it through the fabric of Rita's dress. Rita moaned into Judith's mouth approvingly, tightening her own hold and pressing her body even closer, so that their hips were twitching into each other. Heat concentrated itself between Judith's legs with every grind, and it wasn't long before her panties felt sticky and wet.
The heated kiss was broken only when Rita had to catch her breath and pulled back, and Judith herself panted a little before whispering decisively, "I'm not buying this dress. Wouldn't want to distract you at the party."
"Exactly." Rita murmured, giving a tiny smile and laying her head on Judith's shoulder.
Judith met her gaze and licked her lips suggestively. "So, help me take it off?"
A laugh quivered beneath the surface of Rita's gasp. "There are people in the store out there," she breathed, but her tone indicated that she was merely making an observation rather than protesting.
Judith nodded. "We'll have to be quiet, then."
Green eyes shimmered with excitement. "Alright," Rita agreed slyly, "but you take mine off first."
Judith just smirked, all too happy to oblige, and set to fumbling with Rita's belt until it fell to the floor.