An embodiment of sex on legs

...thigh-high black leather boots, ending to reveal the rest of her long bronze colored legs. (The multiple trips she decided to go to a tanning salon in the last month seemed to had paid off.) her hips covered by black denim short shorts swayed back-and-forth in a perfect sexy walk, a thick oversized belt leaned over her right side as it seem to be only held in place by the left side of her shorts and rolled up whip rested on the dangling end. His eyes ended their trek up for a brief moment to follow the path of a Long thin reddish black tail that swayed with her step, ending on a spade tip.

Return with his checking out, (I mean.....admiring the detail) he saw more bronzed skin from her flat abs and midriff, (adventuring truly is the best workout regiment) leading to a ripped up black shirt, it was so wrapped up at the bottom that you could barely see the top of the white skull that was no doubt originally on a standard shirt. What's left of it coupled with the right shoulder strap being removed lead Ben to wonder how it was even staying on her more then likely braless chest.

Throw in the long orange hair that ended somewhere between the small of her back and her ass he almost missed the small bat wings as big as his hands picking out of her back. Then there was her neck sporting a black silk like chocker with a metal ring aborning a old keychain with the green hourglass symbol of the omitrix. Finally he saw her Half smirking half Bedroom eyes face with her lips panted a glossy full red her reddish black eyeliner and two horns that start at her temples and went down the sides on her head like bangs.

"So Ben is that a wooden stake in your pocket? Or can I safely assume you like my costume?"

I just sighed and gave her a learing smile and thumbs up.

Thanks to living around each other for so long, and adventuring together, and the fighting each other when they were kids, they were pretty close even going so far as throwing a few dirty jokes and comments at each other from time to time. But still...

"I wasn't expecting you to dress all sexy tonight, but I guess we can skip the costume party this year if your giving yourself to me what with the tag on your neck. But ok if your willing, I'm ready to tame a succubus."

She just rested a hand on her cocked hip and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh you mean this? It was the only thing I could find to use as a tag and the choker just looked naked without one."

"You could always switch out the whip with a dog leash, I guarantee less then a half hour at the party someone will hook it on you to take you away and have there way with you."

Gwen just smiled at him as she makes her way behind Ben and leans into him draping her arms around his neck and hugging him pressing her chest against his back and showing she can give as good as she gets.

"Then if I want to protect my precious virginity then I'll have to stick close to my big strong vampire hunting cousin, wont I?"