[ She only has time to let out one loud shriek before she topples into the water with an absolutely amazing splash. Not to worry, she resurfaces almost immediately, coughing and sputtering as she claws towards the edge of the huge bath to haul herself out.
And with her robes clinging wetly to her form instead of billowing around her, it reveals a form Grimmjow hasn't seen in quite a while - not since she stopped using the prefect baths once she discovered that Grimmjow was a regular lurker. Whatever she'd looked like during the beginning of her tenure as prefect she's far from sticklike now, from how the black fabric outlines the curve of her hips and butt, or how it clings dangerously to plump, soft breasts.
Not that Dawn notices, not when she's raging at him like a spitting mad cat. ]
You-- Y-you jerk! Look at me, I'm completely wet! How can I walk around looking like this?
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And with her robes clinging wetly to her form instead of billowing around her, it reveals a form Grimmjow hasn't seen in quite a while - not since she stopped using the prefect baths once she discovered that Grimmjow was a regular lurker. Whatever she'd looked like during the beginning of her tenure as prefect she's far from sticklike now, from how the black fabric outlines the curve of her hips and butt, or how it clings dangerously to plump, soft breasts.
Not that Dawn notices, not when she's raging at him like a spitting mad cat. ]
You-- Y-you jerk! Look at me, I'm completely wet! How can I walk around looking like this?