[While she's never really much cared about - or even paid attention to - the appearance of others, she can't deny he is very handsome. So she takes a moment to appreciate the view once that shirt is off completely, her breath leaving her in a shaky exhale as he says her name. She doubts she'll get tired of hearing him say that...

The tug at her clothes does catch her attention though, and she reaches to the tight bow at the top of her shirt that keeps it properly closed. A tug on the loop with her thumb is enough to loosen it; the tight lace of the corset quickly becoming slack, and the fabric parting to reveal some of the skin underneath. But she stops there for now, quietly curious.]

Just for me? You do know how to make a girl feel special, Belial. [The words are a playful drawl, painted lips still quirked up in a teasing smile.]

But you'll let me return the favour, right? I know I said I wouldn't go down on my knees for anyone, but I can make an exception.