[everyone is always cold. But at least the room is warm, and the water will be warm even if the garden is not, and Nemesis is warm as she presses into her front, gently rubbing over where Req's wings sprout from her back a few times before unhooking her bra and slowly drawing it off.

Nem's own bra is as previously hinted, unpadded jacquard-patterned satin in her position color, with--spoilers--panties to match. Her hands fall to Req's hips, but all she does is lean in for another light kiss]