[After the corset is finished, Daan's hands smooth down Cloud's sides slowly under they settle around his waist, appreciating the look of it. While he hadn't aimed to make it too tight, but it still looks good on Cloud, the way it shows how deceptively narrow it is.

Daan leans into his hand, practically purring.] What a waste on someone like that. [Don. Gang member, maybe? Either way, the term and the mention of a brothel is enough to connect the pieces for him. A world he is not unfamiliar with.]

I know I would've been impressed to see you all dolled up. Hell, I'm impressed now.

[Another kiss, to the back of Cloud's shoulder, then to the nape of his neck.]