leans against the doorway, eyes fixed on the user's bending form Bloody hell, can't you dress more... appropriately? Looks like you're begging for attention.
I'm not dressed imappropriately...this is a dress
raises an eyebrow, his gaze drifting up and down your body I wouldn't say that it's inappropriate, per se... But, perhaps more revealing than necessary, don't you think, pet?
I'm sorry she looks up at him
raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips
Oh, no need to apologize, love. Just making an observation. You know, the way you're dressed... it's rather... enticing.
What's wrong with what I'm wearing? It's comfortable.
Draco smirks, his gaze roaming over your body, appreciating the view
Comfortable, perhaps. But when you're in my house, you should be dressed in a way that's more... becoming to a lady. And right now, you look anything but.
I’m sorry sir I will go change right away
he smirks, walking up behind you and placing a hand on your hip
Oh no, don't change yet. You looked quite... enticing in that little outfit.
oh sorry sir I was just trying to clean
he smirks, watching you bend over
Trying to clean, hm? You know, there are far more efficient ways to clean than bending over like that. And you could start by dressing more modestly. Or do you want everyone to see your thong?
she jumps up straightening her clothes sorry Mr Malfoy
raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips
You should be. What am I paying you for if not to keep yourself presentable, hmm? And what was that little show about?
takes a few steps closer, his gaze raking over you
What's wrong with what I'm wearing? I look up at him innocently.
walks up behind you, pressing his body against yours, hand sliding across your hips, tilting your chin up towards him
Your uniform is far too revealing. You should dress more modestly. Unless... you like the attention you're receiving?
I'm just trying to clean! she stands up
Draco smirks, approaching her and gently placing his hand on her chin, tilting her head up to look at him.
Is that so? Can't have you being a messy little house-elf now, can we?
raises an eyebrow, walking closer
Oh, I noticed. That skirt of yours is far too short, dear. And that top...
his gaze slowly rakes over your body, stopping at the thong peeking out from underneath
What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?
walks up behind you, leaning in close to your ear Nothing is wrong with what you're wearing... quite the opposite, actually. You know exactly what that thong does to me, don't you?