
Alexis's ceremonial uniform
He admired her as she donned up a thin white shirt-jacket, decorated with black hems and tribal motives around the buttons, which was meant to imitate Glacial’s tunic, and then she wore the actual jacket on top, obviously crimson with golden buttons and finish: the colors of Kesteven and Kendrew. The tailors helped her wear the black cloak over the left shoulder, and a sapphire sash crossing her chest, then they unwrapped a pair of ceremonial pauldrons forged in gold, decorated with angel wings spread from a broadsword pierced tip-down through a sabertooth skull: a combination of the symbol of Kesteven, the winged sword, and the sabertooth skull of Glacial’s Special Forces regiment.
Golden epaulettes followed, along with a large white leather belt with a golden lion head as clasp and with another two load-carrying belts slung down her sides. A tailor then held up a large wooden box which contained both true and reproduction medals that the forge of the castle had quickly prepared so she could go on television with the full array of her battle honours, even though most of her actual medals were either in her rooms back in Glacial or lost forever. The reproductions were a bit crude, but would look convincing enough if not studied with great attention, especially since she had a veritable collection of awards and they overlapped in crowded rows on her left breast. Some of the medals were the same for Alexis and Killer: they had both been decorated by both Kesteven and Glacial, as well as by several other kingdoms of the North, for their role in the defeat of Dark’s armada.
They were in a hurry, so the hastily prepared reproductions would have to do for the moment. There was time to think about such details later.
And finally, Alexis picked up two impressive black leather boots, designed to extend up past the knee, almost halfway up her thigh. They had golden edges and decorations, and suspender straps going up to her belt, but above all they were, very unusually for the boots of a military uniform, open toed and with very high stiletto heels.
Alexis looked at those details with a slight grin, and then amusedly said: “Tell me why we decided this was a good idea, again...?”
“Because your legs are power, Alexis.” Killer lovingly replied, grinning widely. “I mean, everything about you is power, but your legs have an especial kind of majesty about them. Let the world stare. Let the world admire your grace, your power... your toes, even. They will feel like you are crushing them under your heel as you stroll past... They will beg you to step over them.”
The muscular femme fatale snorted in entertainment at that, and slipped her foot inside the first boot, yanking it up until it was wrapped tightly around her massive calf and powerful leg, showing off the perfect profile of her musculature. The heels added to her already towering height, almost completely cancelling the height gap between her and Killer, and it made her look unquestionably divine. The tailors and assistants did their best not to stare, but there was no way anyone could look away while she bent slightly forwards to fix the suspender straps to her belt, or even as she straightened and smoothed out the outfit, gazing at herself into a mirror on the wall.
“I will need to get me some toe rings, if that is the theory.” She finally commented, smirking in evident satisfaction as she studied herself in the new uniform. It looked at least as good as it had in the sketch, and very possibly more. Killer walked up to her and carefully seized her powerful shoulders, leaning close to kiss her cheek and whisper: “It doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all.”
Alexis in full ceremonial uniform. Empress of Kendrew, Queen of Glacial. Killer's Queen.
Golden epaulettes followed, along with a large white leather belt with a golden lion head as clasp and with another two load-carrying belts slung down her sides. A tailor then held up a large wooden box which contained both true and reproduction medals that the forge of the castle had quickly prepared so she could go on television with the full array of her battle honours, even though most of her actual medals were either in her rooms back in Glacial or lost forever. The reproductions were a bit crude, but would look convincing enough if not studied with great attention, especially since she had a veritable collection of awards and they overlapped in crowded rows on her left breast. Some of the medals were the same for Alexis and Killer: they had both been decorated by both Kesteven and Glacial, as well as by several other kingdoms of the North, for their role in the defeat of Dark’s armada.
They were in a hurry, so the hastily prepared reproductions would have to do for the moment. There was time to think about such details later.
And finally, Alexis picked up two impressive black leather boots, designed to extend up past the knee, almost halfway up her thigh. They had golden edges and decorations, and suspender straps going up to her belt, but above all they were, very unusually for the boots of a military uniform, open toed and with very high stiletto heels.
Alexis looked at those details with a slight grin, and then amusedly said: “Tell me why we decided this was a good idea, again...?”
“Because your legs are power, Alexis.” Killer lovingly replied, grinning widely. “I mean, everything about you is power, but your legs have an especial kind of majesty about them. Let the world stare. Let the world admire your grace, your power... your toes, even. They will feel like you are crushing them under your heel as you stroll past... They will beg you to step over them.”
The muscular femme fatale snorted in entertainment at that, and slipped her foot inside the first boot, yanking it up until it was wrapped tightly around her massive calf and powerful leg, showing off the perfect profile of her musculature. The heels added to her already towering height, almost completely cancelling the height gap between her and Killer, and it made her look unquestionably divine. The tailors and assistants did their best not to stare, but there was no way anyone could look away while she bent slightly forwards to fix the suspender straps to her belt, or even as she straightened and smoothed out the outfit, gazing at herself into a mirror on the wall.
“I will need to get me some toe rings, if that is the theory.” She finally commented, smirking in evident satisfaction as she studied herself in the new uniform. It looked at least as good as it had in the sketch, and very possibly more. Killer walked up to her and carefully seized her powerful shoulders, leaning close to kiss her cheek and whisper: “It doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all.”
Alexis in full ceremonial uniform. Empress of Kendrew, Queen of Glacial. Killer's Queen.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Muscle
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So hard to find such amazing muscular legs in any art. Such a treat.
Love the uniform, can be official and commanding, can be a living embodiment of sex, or can be the commander of this-boot-that-is-about-to-smoosh-you. All with just a shift of her grin. Suits her perfectly.
Love the uniform, can be official and commanding, can be a living embodiment of sex, or can be the commander of this-boot-that-is-about-to-smoosh-you. All with just a shift of her grin. Suits her perfectly.
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