09-24-2017, 08:32 AM
(LOL indeed the other day i was looking into corsets for pregnant women back in Victorian times... it's incredibly how they managed to fit them LOL)
Greyson had arrived just moments before, and was quite relieved when Flora wasn't there yet. He stood up seeing Emmet arriving, and smiled seeing the newly done dress on him. His hair had grown out a little and framed his face quite nicely. He took his hand and led him to sit near him, as far away from the Queen's seat as possible. He kissed the back of his hand and praised him. "You look quite lovely in that color... complemented well with your skin." He smiled, not able to look away from Emmet.
He showed his care sitting Emmet, holding his back as he sat down, just when the Queen entered the hall. Greyson frowned, and then pressed even closer to caress Emmet's belly. "Is the chair too close? Would you want more room for the little one?" at this angle, he had a clear view of Emmet's cleavage and he couldn't help but linger his gaze on it for a little longer than appropriate.
Greyson had arrived just moments before, and was quite relieved when Flora wasn't there yet. He stood up seeing Emmet arriving, and smiled seeing the newly done dress on him. His hair had grown out a little and framed his face quite nicely. He took his hand and led him to sit near him, as far away from the Queen's seat as possible. He kissed the back of his hand and praised him. "You look quite lovely in that color... complemented well with your skin." He smiled, not able to look away from Emmet.
He showed his care sitting Emmet, holding his back as he sat down, just when the Queen entered the hall. Greyson frowned, and then pressed even closer to caress Emmet's belly. "Is the chair too close? Would you want more room for the little one?" at this angle, he had a clear view of Emmet's cleavage and he couldn't help but linger his gaze on it for a little longer than appropriate.