Kiona gets tired of teasing.

Kiona glanced around the locker rooms. The convention hadn't properly started yet, and it wouldn't fit at least another hour. That meant that she had plenty of time 'alone' in these locker rooms before there was any risk of anyone showing up to... 'disturb' her.

She was very aware of the fact that the three fan boys on the other side of the door had been watching her little display with great interest. And who wouldn't be interested? Kiona knew exactly how fantastic her body was. She could hardly blame them for wanting to look at her as she undressed. No, that wasn't the issue at all. Really, Kiona was just bored. She knew now that she had some time to kill, and a while yet before she had to put her armor back on. This could be a good opportunity. Kiona always made sure that she was aware of every chance she had to, well, to fit in a workout, so to speak.

Kiona was aware even before she slid a hand down her shorts how wet she was. That didn't mean she didn't do it. She turned back toward the door, pushing her hips forward as her hands slipped under the elastic waistband of her workout shorts and down under her thong. Once her hand was out again, and glistening softly with the wetness of her sex, she slid her fingers between her lips, sucking them clean and loving the taste. She made sure to keep eye contact with the door as she did.

Once she had licked her fingers clean, she cleared her throat and spoke up. "The jig's up, boys," she said, still sounding like Fareeha Amari. "Why don't you come in here and join me?" She winked at them and laughed, pleased by the anticipation of what was to come.