Liu Mingyan bites at Susan's nipple, once, to make her gasp, and then goes with the tugging of her hands, sitting up to stare down at her, drinking her in. The single button still buttoned on her dress obscures what appears to be the apparatus that the straps on her legs attach to; Liu Mingyan untwists it, deftly. The dark fabric is very pleasing against Susan's pale skin; like she has already trussed herself up, ready for Liu Mingyan before she ever arrived. Women in the world truly walk around with this under their clothing, just waiting to be discovered?

She makes her choice. "These stay on," she informs Susan, snapping one of her straps again, and stands up to step out of her boots and trousers.