14. Doused while wearing white
Iris had always known Mephisto was⦠well built, to put it mildly.
But seeing him dripping wet after heād āfallenā into the lake just made that blindingly obvious.Ā
His white shirt stuck to his arms and chest, revealing very well defined muscles.Ā
He turned to shout at Praxina for pushing him in and, with his cape discarded while he rung it out, Iris couldnāt help but focus on his back muscles as he gestured wildly.
Her mind unhelpfully provided her with an image of her running her hands up and down his back and arms and chest and further down until- She blushed heavily, very very very thankful he wore black trousers. At least there wasnāt much showing through there, that would be all.
Oblivious, Mephisto had turned back around, facing off against the Princesses again, Praxina going to deal with Talia and Auriana.
āLooks like itās just you and me, Princess,ā he goaded. āCome and get me,ā his voice dropped dangerously low and Iris squeaked despite herself, fumbling her words as she transformed.
This was going to be an awkward fight for sure.