Edelgard continued to stare up into Corrin's eyes with her usual intensity. Everything she did was like this, and why should this be any different? If she was going to love someone, she was going to love them as hard as she could, give in wholly to the passions that she'd allowed to slip free like the clothing that was now lying on the floor.

If someone was going to see her like this, then she was going to give them everything.

She giggled softly as her pants began to come down, reaching a hand out to Corrin, running it through the long mass of her hair. Her fingers carded through soft blonde locks, the sensation of that against her skin where normally it would be muffled by gloves creating an keenly arousing feeling in the Emperor. This was a treat, a rarity...

"Have I ever told you how pretty you are?" she asked, rolling her hips up so that Corrin could tug off her pants and reveal her plain black undergarments.