Literature
The Sorceress' Apprentice
Dinah watched Zatanna bustle around the changing room, getting ready. She was sat in a chair, on the other side of the room, one leg folded over the other, fiddling with her tights while the magicain was occupied.
Checking her appearance, making sure her outfit was in proper order, and finally doffing her top hat. She took some time on that, sitting it just so, tilted at an angle slightly, in a manner Dinah found more than a little cute.
The raven-haired magician bent forward, peering into her mirror. Fixed her strap-on bowtie, buttoned up the white bodice she wore over her crisp, white shirt, in turn over the shiny black one-piece that mad