Ro giggled at his comment about her clothes, seeing that flirty little wolf through the joke. She loved teasing him, even though so far their relationship had been mostly that. Although keeping her solid form had definitely gotten easier, that control plummeted whenever she was in a highly emotional state. And yes, that meant lust and passion. They’d tried touching, stroking, sucking, but it never lasted long to their dismay. And every time, she felt so guilty, so ashamed that she couldn’t bring him pleasure. It didn’t matter to her if she never orgasmed again –she’d gotten into that mindset not too long after dying. She just wanted him to not think being with a dead girl was all a waste of time. He obviously wasn’t the asexual type. They’d keep trying, and keep wishing one day it would finally happen.
“Haven’t you heard? Winter is mini skirt weather.” For emphasis, her bare leg slowly rubbing against his leg. The best thing about being dead, no heat or bitter cold got in the way.
She giggled and bent down to scratch Aziza’s chin, and kissed her forehead. “Ugh, best pup in the world!” She absolutely adored the puppy, pet and hugging and kissing her any chance she could.
When Bach spoke again, she stood from Aziza. “Show me? Well, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you naked more times that I could count so… not sure what else you can show me.” She grinned widely, teasing.