Imagine Ava being horny and trying to get Cece attention and then
Cece looks down, and the cargo pants are evolved IN THAT
Sheโs caught up in Avaโs smiles and affectionate whispers in her ear.
At least she was, until her eyes drifted down.
Cecilia stops in her tracks. โAva du Mortain,โ
Ava pulls away, concern writing all over her face.
โWhat in Godโs name are those?โ She points aggressively at her legs, practically gagging at the cargo pants. โAnd why do they have a zipper?โ
The blonde purses her lips, annoyed at the interruption. โThey can unzip into shorts when it gets hot. I thought they were practical.โ
Cece pulls away from her, shaking her head. โOh no. Oh absolutely not, Iโm gonna be sick.โ
She furrows her brows. โWhat?โ
โThose are the ugliest fucking things I have ever seen. You are not touching me while wearing those.โ
โYouโre not serious?โ Ava gapes at her.
Cecilia narrows her eyes. โDeadly.โ