Evellyn's underwear

You unbuckle Evellyn's halfplate and slip off her gambeson, clothes and underwear with practiced ease. You're distracted with honking her firm bosoms for a few second before remembering what you were planning on doing, lifting the guard back on her feet and slipping on the undergarments with all the sensuality a horny perv can muster. This is just about all you can muster within your attentionspan, and the sight of this woman clad only in lingerie fits your aesthetic, so you consider the job done.

You step back, and the world begins moving again.

..dare!" Evellyn finishes exclaiming, before letting out an embarrassed, frustrated shout, flinging her arms across her exposed body at such a speed she nearly tumbles off the box she's sitting on. The guard is disoriented, suddenly finding herself standing again, and she looks down to inspect the lingerie she's suddenly finding herself garbed in. It sure beats being naked, but it doesn't look like she considers it a huge improvement, and she gingerly places her hands across herself and pushes her knees together, taking a few embarrassed stutters before managing to say "B- but what about the clothes?"

"You're already wearing clothes?" You reply with feigned ignorance.

"This is underwear! I- I can't walk around indecent like this! What about all the other clothes!"

Evellyn pouts, crossing her legs and folding her arms over her chest, "Don't even bother. I've been through this before, this is all you're gonna get."

The guard looks over at Evellyn as the reality of her situation is sinking in. "B-but.."

"If you already consider this indecent, you'll have to come up with a new word for what I'll do if you don't get out of my sight in the next few seconds."

You making shooing motions with your hand, and the guard quickly dashes off, arms draped across her exposed skin. You see her hesitate at the entrance to the ally, looking out and looking back over shoulder. You glare intimidatingly, and she quickly decides it's best to take her chances with the crowds, vanishing around the corner, crouching. It doesn't take long before you hear yeers and whistles.