When the hopeful redhead mentioned her optimistic nature, which Raven knew only too well, she another time looked up and down at her bare legged team member, her gaze focusing a bit more on her tinted hips. “Yeah. I can see that the glass if full.” Indeed, some particular regions of Starfire were quite full. In the absence of her skirt, Raven could have confirmed that better if her friend had just turned around for a moment. Apparently though, it was her time to show more.
For others, the half-demon was usually just a pair of violet eyes glaring through a hooded cloak, for the most part. Without it, her close-fitting costume made a distractingly accentuated display of her form. Even more so when she didn’t wear anything else. Since they lived in the same tower, the sight should have been somewhat familiar to Starfire. Though, she was about to offer a new sight of her.
Upon the alien’s reluctant response, her chain belt fell from her waist in a thud, the gems on the accessory decorating the floor. “Alright.” She simply replied. Stretching the neck of her one-piece garment, she pulled one of her arms out. Both of her slim shoulders showed up when her other arm slipped out of the armhole. With a neutral expression, she kept her eyes on her awfully blushing partner. As the demoness slid the tight fabric down her chest, her pale breasts jumped out. Brushing past her stomach, her leotard kept moving still. Raven leaned down and pulled her costume all the way down, stepping out of it at the end. And she was bare, her light grey skin catching the shadows, and hopefully her friend’s glances as well. Legs crossed, arms across the bosom, she stood in her room naked.
“Your turn, cheer girl.”
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