[ as soon as the clothes are torn and reveal the tattoos she takes a moment to admire them, getting a positively wicked idea. she edges down a bit, pushing the base of her tail straight into sekhmet's hand, her smirk broadening as she's able to continue massaging it. god damn. she really can't get over how wonderful that feels. but she'll file that away. she's got something in mind here too. she traces the patterns of sekhmet's tattoos with her tongue, smiling as she speaks. ]

And you'll have me. I do really like you too, Sekhmet. I wouldn't still be here if that wasn't the case. [ she sits up and flicks her tongue at her. ]

Go right ahead. [ she makes a motions over herself. ] Strip me at your leisure.