[ having known that he was coming, qi'ra isn't wearing a bra and her body responds to that touch, her nipple tightening under his thumb. the way the fabric moves over it is as much an arousal as the way he touches her and she arches into the kiss, bringing her own hand up and against the back of his head. for someone who'd been new to all of this when he'd arrived, he's been a very quick learner.
she appreciates it.
it's easy for her to lean up, shrug her shoulders out of the top of the jumpsuit, and let it fall down her arms. leaving her breasts exposed to him, she breaks the kiss and gives him a look, sucking her bottom lip in briefly before giving a small instruction. ]
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she appreciates it.
it's easy for her to lean up, shrug her shoulders out of the top of the jumpsuit, and let it fall down her arms. leaving her breasts exposed to him, she breaks the kiss and gives him a look, sucking her bottom lip in briefly before giving a small instruction. ]
Help me undress.