In the end, it did not take long at all for Sarada to appear.
And when the girl finally did, the effect Ishtar's outfit had on her was wholly unexpected.
The Oni had expected blushing, perhaps a straightening of her tail, and some excited wagging ... not a spray of blood discharged from Sarada's nose, the unmistakable feelings of arousal, lust, and the knowledge that- without even reading her mind- the Saiyan was thinking of doing things that would make even Ishtar blush. Though none of that was unwelcome at all. In a way, it made up for the day that had thus far been several shades short of 'pleasant'. Though for a brief moment, the Oni couldn't help but wonder if this was all that she was good for.
Am I only good to Sarada for this? And ... is that enough for me, in the end ?
Thoughts for another time.
Stepping over to Sarada, after a moment of drawing out the girl's reaction; Ishtar gently cleaned off the blood- poorly given she was using only her had- before giving the girl a kiss. When it was finished, the golden-eyed Oni pulled back slightly with a knowing smile; the taste of copper unmistakable on her tongue.
"I chose this outfit partially with you in mind ... so I am
very glad you like it." The Oni offered then with a soft chuckle.