Dawn Summers/River TamPrompt:
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She wore a dark purple dress that made her skin glow, and her eyes seem so much the darker. Her hair echoed the material of the dress in it’s glow and softness, like sin slipping and sliding in loose curls past slim, bare white shoulders. That long, fragile neck was bare, bar the thin straps that held the little dress up. It skimmed her just right, the hem of the skirt brushing mid thigh and feet ensconced in a pair of black leather boots that came up to halfway up her calves.
Dawn envied her, even as she stared longingly, wanting the smooth, clear skin. Wanting to feel the heat, to taste the fragile neck, wanted to explore the dark hollow between her collarbones, to press a kiss at the base of her spine. She felt stupidly nervous, but this vision in front of her seemed to be worth it, was worth it. Smiling at the girl as she stopped in front of her, Dawn raised a hand to brush against the shiny, smooth curls.
“Shiny?” Came the almost self-conscious, breathed question. Dawn shook her head, smile widening as she felt skin and hair like the sheets on her bed, as she let River read her thoughts.