Here, Greed Spoke... (As I was stroking Lila's Thigh)

The morning arrived with Mel greeting an expected, yet a momentous sight.

She sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the bedsheet as she stared at Lila, who fidgeted under her gaze.

"How... how do I look?"

Mel gulped, before glancing down at the academy uniform. Lila was dressed in a tailored suit with a green buttoned tunic that matched her emerald eyes.

The large red ribbon sat at her collar, amplifying the high-school feel reminiscent of her old times.

She took a deep breath, before uttering. "It is way, way too cute."

Especially the way the uniform tightened across your chest. Mel almost said it, but held back: saying it out loud would ruin the moment.

A familiar blush spread across Lila's cheek. "Th-thanks... you should be dressed too."

"Of course!" Mel lept up from the bed, before smirking mischievously. "Hey. Should I switch clothes here or-"

"In the bathroom, please."