Mysty wore a low-cut Purple Butterfly evening gown that day. The plunging neckline offered a faint glimpse of deep cleavage, while a fur stole of some unknown animal draped around her from behind, its surface shimmering with the power of darkness and oblivion. The fitted waist made the Shade Enclave princess's voluptuous figure look even more perfect.
The Butterfly evening gown reached the floor, its skirt slit halfway up her thigh while still providing enough coverage to prevent accidental exposure in most circumstances. A slightly thick pair of semitransparent black spider-silk tights sheathed her long, lovely legs. The soft black fabric was dense and silky, gently hugging the Shade Enclave princess's thighs.
Noticing Aaron's gaze, Mysty smiled enchantingly. She shifted her body slightly and used her slender, polished fingers to tug at the stockings on her thigh. The stretchy tights rose with her nails into a little tent, revealing a faint hint of flesh beneath, then snapped back against the Shade Enclave princess's delicate skin, sending ripples through it.
"It seems our designs have borne abundant fruit." Aaron watched Mysty's stocking show with undisguised appreciation, unable to resist applauding. "You're beautiful, Mysty."
"Heh." Mysty chuckled softly. Every smile and frown of the violet enchantress seemed steeped in endless darkness, filled with profound allure. "Dark Gold Series, Thousand-Stitch Delicacy."
At first, the Enchanting Witch had only worn stockings to cater to Aaron's tastes. As she spent more time with him, however, she gradually came to enjoy the feeling of snug stockings wrapping around and squeezing her legs. In particular, once Aaron's special techniques were combined with the manufacturing methods she had obtained from the Underdark, the sensation of her silky, stocking-clad legs rubbing together became extraordinarily intense.
Lifting her skirt slightly, Mysty showed Aaron her black Saint Laurent stilettos with their