Oh, you meant putting them on. Thought you meant like, getting them fixed in the first place.
[ Squirms a little, but definitely pleasantly, given she makes zero move to stop her. The feathers, as always, are soft-- maybe a little ruffled out of place by rubbing against the clothes though. ]
Usually I can kinda get into 'em myself with some effort... or I just ask whoever's home to fix me up.
Do you wanna be jealous? I can prolly arrange that.
[ it's a weird feeling; the feathers definitely make up the bulk of the limb, after the first joint, mostly smooth on the top side but the bones and slender lines of muscle clearly felt on the under. The muscle evidently connecting it to her back, around that knobby joint, is thick and heavy, though. ]
[she traces over the lines of her with the pads of her fingers, both skin and metal, soft, pressing into the joints and muscles that seem particularly stiff. there won't be much room for stretching out in the grave, especially not for that wingspan. so of course there's good reason to start feeling up her girlfriend when they've got a live planned]
Mm... Not sure that's my kink but I'll keep you posted.
[Nemesis continues on a bit more, working her way over to the fasteners down her back and loosening them one by one. works her hands underneath to push them off Req's shoulders, her two hands skimming warm over Req's skin]
[pulls back a bit, only to come back with one of the jars of oil. it's fragrant, spicy, even, and Nemesis warms it in her hands before spreading it over one arm, then the next, slow]
The article said it used these types of scents in making mummies, so...
[Continues to smooth the oil down her arms and down to her fingers, lacing them before bringing one hand up to the other shoulder]
Hold this...
[She has Req hold onto one end of the gauze, and uses the other to slowly wrap down and around the other arm. It's...pretty secure, actually, though Req could probably bend the arm if she had to]
Been hurt before stabbing myself to health was a thing, so.
[Continues to her fingertips, then back up to the elbow, tucking the gauze in on itself. Then she takes Req's free hand from where it's pressing over her shoulder, and gently pulls her hand away--kisses her palm.]
Definitely easier with a buddy. Think you can keep helping out, then?
[Presses Req's hand back towards her body, sweeps a lazy arc up from hip to belly]
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[looks her up and down, obvious]
...Or would you rather think of me as the queen's right hand, helping prepare the body for a beautiful afterlife?
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[ squirms out of her pants, finally, and starts on her shirt, then-- pauses. ]
... Kitty, can you help with the snaps? Around my wings.
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[Pushes off the counter to walk forwards anyways; reaches out to stroke down her spine in a way that's probably less helpful than it could be]
...How'd you even get these done in the first place?
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[ shivers a bit, arching; her wings tremble a little ]
Shu did 'em for me.
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[strokes up her back this time, splaying her hand out, so her fingers can trail over the base of her wings]
Axe kid? ...Every morning?
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[ Squirms a little, but definitely pleasantly, given she makes zero move to stop her. The feathers, as always, are soft-- maybe a little ruffled out of place by rubbing against the clothes though. ]
Usually I can kinda get into 'em myself with some effort... or I just ask whoever's home to fix me up.
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[she mostly sounds amused, and moves to stroke over a wing completely, to press in gently over the muscles where her wing meets back]
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[ it's a weird feeling; the feathers definitely make up the bulk of the limb, after the first joint, mostly smooth on the top side but the bones and slender lines of muscle clearly felt on the under. The muscle evidently connecting it to her back, around that knobby joint, is thick and heavy, though. ]
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Mm... Not sure that's my kink but I'll keep you posted.
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Mm...
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Mm? As in "mummy"? You got any last requests before you're wrapped up for eternity?
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[ just letting that happen for a while. ]
Maybe get this shirt off first though.
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[Nemesis continues on a bit more, working her way over to the fasteners down her back and loosening them one by one. works her hands underneath to push them off Req's shoulders, her two hands skimming warm over Req's skin]
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Thanks, baby.
... how 'bout a kiss?
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There you go, got a two-fer.
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Tie me up, baby.
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[pulls back a bit, only to come back with one of the jars of oil. it's fragrant, spicy, even, and Nemesis warms it in her hands before spreading it over one arm, then the next, slow]
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[ but lets her do her thing, leaning into the touch and shivering lightly at the feel of her slick hands. ]
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[Continues to smooth the oil down her arms and down to her fingers, lacing them before bringing one hand up to the other shoulder]
Hold this...
[She has Req hold onto one end of the gauze, and uses the other to slowly wrap down and around the other arm. It's...pretty secure, actually, though Req could probably bend the arm if she had to]
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Good mummy wrapping. You've done this before, huh?
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[Continues to her fingertips, then back up to the elbow, tucking the gauze in on itself. Then she takes Req's free hand from where it's pressing over her shoulder, and gently pulls her hand away--kisses her palm.]
Definitely easier with a buddy. Think you can keep helping out, then?
[Presses Req's hand back towards her body, sweeps a lazy arc up from hip to belly]