[ her underwear is high cut, which means his palm meets bare skin where it cups her thigh and ass, only interrupted by the strap of the garter. she goes easily when he pulls her close, lifting her leg to hook it over his hip in a silent invitation for more contact, to encourage his hand to wander further wherever he pleases.
she finds herself laughing quietly against his mouth, brief and warm with affection as she shakes her head. ]
You're not wrong. [ she already feels a little exposed like this. it's silly, given how much of her he's seen, but it's... different when it's purposeful. ] Something else for you to unwrap, if you'd like.
[ clorinde would never admit that she's adept in seducing anyone, nor would she admit she's doing so now, but maybe that's all right. this is for tseng, because she could and because she wanted to, and perhaps that's enough. ]
[ as always, every inch of clorinde's body is perfect and familiar to tseng, up to and including the press of her thigh as he hitches it up against his hip. his hands are presumptuous and possessive against her curves, smoothing from just beneath her ass along the outside of her thigh so his fingers can curl where the garter digs in to plush skin.
like this, it will soon be evident that tseng is starting to get hard. not urgently so, but the slow and steady build of arousal that always happens between them, his body now primed to respond to hers. ]
I would like, very much. [ tseng's other hand drops from clorinde's face to wrap around her waist, his palm pressing against her lower spine. experienced in seduction or not, whatever she's doing is really working for him; tseng breathes in again, filling his senses with the fragrance of her skin. ] Come with me?
[ because although he's unmistakably eager to see more of her, tseng doesn't want to just strip her in the living room. after a second of thought, he bends so he can pick clorinde up, mindful of her dress as he draws her legs around his waist so he can carry her back to the bedroom. ]
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she finds herself laughing quietly against his mouth, brief and warm with affection as she shakes her head. ]
You're not wrong. [ she already feels a little exposed like this. it's silly, given how much of her he's seen, but it's... different when it's purposeful. ] Something else for you to unwrap, if you'd like.
[ clorinde would never admit that she's adept in seducing anyone, nor would she admit she's doing so now, but maybe that's all right. this is for tseng, because she could and because she wanted to, and perhaps that's enough. ]
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like this, it will soon be evident that tseng is starting to get hard. not urgently so, but the slow and steady build of arousal that always happens between them, his body now primed to respond to hers. ]
I would like, very much. [ tseng's other hand drops from clorinde's face to wrap around her waist, his palm pressing against her lower spine. experienced in seduction or not, whatever she's doing is really working for him; tseng breathes in again, filling his senses with the fragrance of her skin. ] Come with me?
[ because although he's unmistakably eager to see more of her, tseng doesn't want to just strip her in the living room. after a second of thought, he bends so he can pick clorinde up, mindful of her dress as he draws her legs around his waist so he can carry her back to the bedroom. ]