A quick blink and she felt her heart skip a beat.
Curious?
Sera flushed brightly, eyes wide. Slowly, she moved her hands from his hair and smiled at him, though blushing still. "I... I don't know how touching your hair would be erotic," She said simply before she pat his shoulder, "But... I'm... Okay. Thank you." A look at her wet sleeves and she sighed, frowning at how itchy she was everywhere else.
Taking a few steps away, she found a towel and put it down on a dry spot.
"I need to sleep and you're squeaky clean so you get out when you want to," Sera smiled, pat his shoulder and wandered off to her room, the door slightly ajar just in case Maako needed something. Then, proceeded to peel off her itchy wet clothes. Frowning at them, before, naked, she started to dig through her closet for something easy to wear to let her wings breath. Naked, Sera was a plump woman with ample breasts, a little tummy and rounded hips, the strange lavender fines that glinted in the light were an anomaly and, even more so, were the fleshy useless wings that grew from her back. They didn't appear unlike an unfurled flower, curled up.
A few minutes should be fine. Stretching her arms high above her head, her nightgown on her bed, she flexed her shoulders, letting her wings dry out from being dragged under clothing all day. A weak little movement and she sat on the bed and sighed, head down, finger combing her hair. What a day. What a strange creature she'd let into her life.