#Halter top dress

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Halter Dress, White Halter Neck Dress, Halter Top Dress

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[justdavina]

Very , Very SEXY Blonde Transgender Woman wearing a ultra short white mini skirt with foe fur knee high leggings and a ultra short white top with foe fur wrist-lets. Such a pretty face and hair!

[becca-e-barnes]

Step dad Steve seeing you in some flimsy little sleeping shorts while your moms gone and him losing his shit, ripping them off and fucking You against the counter as he calls you his slut

Me, who got this ask while wearing a cute little pair of pyjama shorts: 😳

Because holy GOD, that's far too hot and maybe with the thought of him being into brat taming too. He sees you prancing around the kitchen on a really hot day, just wearing a tank top and a tiny pair of flimsy shorts.

Your mum is out getting groceries and you know she won't be long. You're painfully aware that Steve is in the kitchen, getting himself a cold beer after mowing the lawn and fuck, the second his eyes land on you, you can see how hungry he is.

"Oh wow, sweetheart. Are these all for me?" He's got a smirk on his lips as he presses the cool rim of the beer bottle to them, taking a sip and drinking in the sight of all that bare skin you've left on show for him.

"No Steve, it's just too hot to wear anything else." You smile sweetly.

"Has the heat gone to your head, honey? Who the fuck are you calling 'Steve'? You know this ring on my finger makes me your daddy and you'll address me properly."

He's pissed off already and trying to hide it but there's no way you're stopping there.

"Calm down, Steve. Couldn't have an old man like you putting any extra strain on your heart." You can't even look at him as you say it because you know exactly what it's going to do to him.

Sure enough, you're not far wrong. He sets his beer on the marble countertop with a little more force than you expected and he's crossed the short space between you both in no time. "Bend over and keep your bratty little mouth shut. I don't want to hear a word out of you, you got it? Can your dumb little brain handle that? I want you to watch. Watch out that fucking window and tell me when your mommy's car pulls into the drive. Gonna make sure she walks in right as your slutty cunt is milking every drop of cum from me. We're gonna show her just how well daddy treats you, even if you're a little brat." Your shorts are ripped off in a few seconds and he's got you bent over the counter, facing out the window and you're so fucking into this.

The tip of his cock is brushing through your slick folds before you know it, smearing your arousal over him and it makes that first glide into you so much easier. "Mhm, that's perfect. Please fuck me, daddy." You whine, desperately trying to press your ass flush with his body, making sure you're taking every last inch.

"It's too late to behave nicely now, honey. I'm going to fuck you at whatever pace I want. I'll be honest, the only reason I care about you getting off at all is to see how cute you'd look on your hands and knees, wiping this floor clean because you squirted down your legs. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be letting you cum." He begins thrusting slowly, marvelling in the slick sound of your body around him. This man is filthy unlike anyone you've ever met before and it's incredible.

"Hm, that's exactly what I want. I want you squirting on daddy's cock when mommy gets home and I want you cleaning up your own mess with a pussy stuffed full of my cum." He's determined now, fucking you at an earth-shattering pace all of a sudden and it's so overwhelmingly perfect. You try to cling to the marble countertop but your fingertips just can't find anything to grip onto.

"Oh fuck, please don't stop. D-don't stop, daddy." You beg, trying to focus on the window in front of you but it's so difficult to do with your eyes rolling back.

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7. dancing with their hands holding onto each other [Indira/Vector]

Parties like this were dreadfully boring, salvaged only from complete indignity by the company she was allowed to keep.

"Agent, you don't look like you're enjoying yourself," Vector commented as he joined her, the words a gentle tease and warning to watch her expression all in one. He let his hand rest on her hip, close enough it would look like a lovers' tryst rather than anything else. In a way, perhaps, it was.

"This is not my... preferred environment," Indira said, taking a sip of her drink. "Though it does appear to be yours," she added dryly, studying his posture, his expression. The life dancing in his black eyes.

"We are a diplomat," he said with a small shrug. "Events like this are how we meet people, learn of their cultures, forge connections." He glanced at her. "We have met many fascinating individuals, from equally fascinating worlds, and events of this kind are a less formal occasion to mingle."

She canted her head in concession of that point. The atmosphere was indeed more conducive to casual conversation than she imagined, say, a treaty negotiation would be. It was still a more... lax surrounding than she was comfortable in. "I can tell what all of them want just from looking." Indira took another sip of her drink and set the crystalline flute on a small table. "There's no challenge to reading them."

A smile played at Vector's lips. "If no challenge, perhaps a diversion is better?" He slid his hand from her waist and offered it to her instead. "Would you do us the honor of a dance?"

Indira couldn't resist the answering smile that curved across her face. "But of course, Master Hyllus," she said, spine straightening as she rested her hand in his. "I suppose it shouldn't surprise me that you know how to dance."

"We are, perhaps, a bit rusty," Vector allowed as they headed for the dance floor. "Killik celebrations do not include many of the... aspects found in Imperial gatherings. But we will do our best."

"Which I'm sure will be just fine," Indira said, squeezing his hand as they slipped in with the other couples already dancing, her other hand on his shoulder and his on the curve of her hip. A light breeze wafted through and she gave a slight shiver as it made the loose ends of her hair tickle her bare back.

Vector nodded a greeting to one of the other couples and a smile tugged her lips again. He was so at ease here. Despite the looks his appearance--and company--drew, he was unruffled. It was a good look for him.

"What would you say is your favorite thing about parties like this?" she asked, mentally biting her lip in concentration on the dance steps. "Since you so clearly enjoy them."

"The people," Vector answered without hesitation.

"You enjoy forging connection."

"Yes." He tilted his head, studying her. For his claim of being rusty, he seemed to have no trouble remembering the steps, even with his attention divided. "It is part of what makes the Nest feel like home. We are connected in a way beyond anything we dreamed of as a diplomat."

"But you lost some as well," Indira said, recalling the message from his almost-fiancée, the people from his previous life who disapproved of his... change.

"And gained new ones that more than compensate," he said smoothly, drawing their joined hands in to kiss the heel of hers.

Indira arched a brow, but the comm in her ear crackled before she could return the flirtation.

"You have your opening, agent."

Vector had picked up the minute tensing of her posture, even as they continued to dance. "To work?"

She gave a single nod. "I wish it had better timing, but duty does call."

He nodded in return. "We will do our part and meet you on the ship, agent." His grip lingered when she started to step away. "Indira? Be careful."

She smile and kissed his cheek. "Of course."

Subtly as they could, they disengaged from the dance and set about their true tasks for the night.

---

True to his word, Vector was waiting on the ship. Still in his dark blue formalwear, though the collar was loosened, the gloves discarded.

He smiled when he saw her. "Safe and sound."

Indira smiled in return, running her fingers through the loosened portion of her hair. "I do pride myself on being good at my job." She quirked a brow when he offered her his hand. "What are you doing?"

"The others will not be back for some time. We thought we could finish our dance."

"It does seem only fair," she said lightly. She stepped out of her shoes, grey skirt swirling around her ankles as she nudged them aside. "This will be more comfortable."

"We will try not to step on your toes," Vector murmured, drawing her close enough to rest both hands at the small of her back, teasing the deep diamond cutout of the dress.

Indira's smile widened and she clasped her hands behind his neck in response. "I trust you," she whispered, and enjoyed the warmth that flickered in the comforting depths of his black eyes. She only realized as they swayed to non-existent music how much she meant it.

As parties went, just the two of them was much more to her liking.

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[sysig]

Dance, fucker, dance (Patreon)

[blujayonthewing]

the 'costume designing for your satyr OC' to 'wait do I look good in a halter top? do I look good in a DEEP V halter top???' pipeline

[gravehags]

target had a denim halter top in store (not in my size) and i can’t find it on the website i’m so mad!! let me live my 70s fantasy :(

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

hi. when fat does that thing where it bunches up and makes a roll that kind of spills over the side of whatever clothing hem is squeezing it. you agree.

I DO AGREE!!! And this is good on about one billion parts of the body n it makes me lose my mind every time

[peevishpants]

i have to ask!! i am in LOVEEE with your character designs, literally all of them!! they all have such cool ideas and v i b e s !!! how do you get inspo for your fashion? they all seems so cohesive even though they have so many lively colors, and the new pieces of clothing you create are amazing!

hiya! thank you so much, I put a lot of thought into my designs so it's always nice to get a shoutout about em ^_^

I spend a LOT of my time just absorbing stuff on the internet and staring (politely) at other people and objects in public, and I'm constantly noticing when I go "oh that's cool" and then analyzing and isolating what exactly I find cool about the thing. I think I am quite judgemental and self-conscious about how I personally look, so the thoughts of "oh this would look cool with that!" or "i wish there were pants that look like this" come naturally since I am thinking about it almost all the time! I don't know if it's a healthy mindset I would promote, since it would not be off-mark to call it a fixation, so I'm wary of framing this like a "pro-tip" or "advice". Being so self-conscious of what you look like will affect how you present yourself to the world too, in good and bad ways.

Along with expanding my arsenal of Fashion Options by staring at people and things, I think it also helps to explore how much you can customize any single article of clothing and to maintain a sort of playfulness with it! Any aspect of any article of clothing can be changed to make a silhouette or as an opportunity to hide little 'easter egg' details. And don't forget accessories and using skin as a canvas too - tattoos, scars, makeup, hairstyle...! Often ideas will come from like, thinking of a funny twist to a typical garment or a really striking silhouette. For example, the thought process for this one was "imagine the smallest little girl ever, bent over struggling for her life under a herculean backpack full of everything you can ever own. haha that is funny. also lol that's just a snail/hermit crab. well if crab then add pincers and shell-like motifs somewhere, maybe some beach and sand, and make it warm and sunny"

tldr: i'm a gawker and i like to play around with silhouette and details in service of a central theme, to make a outfit design come together cohesively! essentially, just immerse yourself into what you like and then just try them out, combine them, and of everything you end up with, pick out combos you like.

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"Elegant and Versatile: Remidoo Women's Shoulder Halter Sleeveless Blouse - Perfect for Casual or Formal Wear"

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[widowshill]

swimming not really recommended at collinwood but nonetheless. thinking so intensely about beach days.

[chicinsilk]

US Vogue June 1954 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Model Evelyn Tripp in red print halter-top dress with matching cap.

Photo Clifford Coffin

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