"Dirty peasant?" she repeated, raising her brows as she smirked. "That's a new one. About as petty as your so quaint nick name as 'gimpy'." ANd her smile broadened as she began to slowly unlace her leather corset, the piece of clothing dropping slowly to the grass. Then she slipped off her skirts, then the rest of her armor before wearing just the last layer of her clothes-
a simple, off-white chemise that hugged at her curves. Her nipples, now hardened from the cold, pressed out against the fabric, and below, the sex between her legs, were barely covered the bottom of her shirt. Just a few more strings and she'd be fully exposed.
Yet she took her time, letting one sleeve fall off, exposing a shoulder, a bit of her cleavage, before lifting a hand and, as slowly as she could, began to unbind the final bits of leather string.