“I’ve never seen that before,” Pippin said.
Ivy finished buttoning the leather coat. “I got it in Gondor. It’s an Elvish design.” She looked down and smoothed her hands over the form fitting sides. “It’s good for riding in the forest, because it doesn’t get caught on anything. I forgot I had it. I just found it in a trunk.”
She looked up. Pippin was gaping at her. He swallowed, his eyes desirously roving over her body. “It’s....tight,” he finally managed to say.
Ivy was certain that the ensuing sex was worth losing a few buttons from the coat.