"Are you busy?" Kenzi stands in the doorway of Rumlow's office with her head canted and a lollipop in her mouth-- Oh god, what is she wearing? Is that a catholic school girl uniform? Kenzi, what the actual fuck? Her hair is up in high pig tails and her skirt is way too short to be appropriate for a workplace. How did she even get in the building? Right. Thief.
"I don't have an appointment, but I was hoping you could... squeeze me in." Blatant innuendo. The girl has an agenda. She smirks as her tail slowly lifts, getting caught in the hem of her skirt and pulling it up just high enough to get his attention.
She closes the door behind her with the heel of her black pumps. This is what happens when Rumlow works too much overtime. Kenz gets lonely, and freaking bored. So goddamn bored. Clearly she has been hanging out with a lower class of demons at the bar because they've been filling her head with all kinds of ideas lately. And she's had too much time to herself to think on them!
Her hips sway as she approaches his desk and perches on the edge of it, pulling the lollipop out of her mouth with a pop. She looks him over, lifting her foot to push his chair with the toe of her shoe. Back up, Rumlow. Are you getting the idea just yet?
Not even a little SFW
"I don't have an appointment, but I was hoping you could... squeeze me in." Blatant innuendo. The girl has an agenda. She smirks as her tail slowly lifts, getting caught in the hem of her skirt and pulling it up just high enough to get his attention.
She closes the door behind her with the heel of her black pumps. This is what happens when Rumlow works too much overtime. Kenz gets lonely, and freaking bored. So goddamn bored. Clearly she has been hanging out with a lower class of demons at the bar because they've been filling her head with all kinds of ideas lately. And she's had too much time to herself to think on them!
Her hips sway as she approaches his desk and perches on the edge of it, pulling the lollipop out of her mouth with a pop. She looks him over, lifting her foot to push his chair with the toe of her shoe. Back up, Rumlow. Are you getting the idea just yet?