Iris heard the door behind Killian closed. Killian smiled and walked towards her, his fingers gently pulling the ties of her cloak, allowing it to fall to the floor.
"May I undress you, Your Majesty?" he asked.
Breathless, Iris could only nod her consent. As Killian slowly undressed her, Iris's heart raced with anticipation. She had never felt so vulnerable yet so desired. When the last of her undergarments fell away, Killian stood and took a small step back. He admired her naked body, a smile playing on his lips.
Iris didn't flinch or show any signs of discomfort. She was thin and malnourished as a human, but now, as a demon, she was aware that her body had also changed in many ways. Her skin was smoother, her hair was silkier, and her eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity. Her body now had a womanly figure with curves in all the right places.
