[ It takes all of Ed's concentration not to look. Yet, despite her best efforts, she finds herself stealing a glance anyway, eyes traveling across Cloud's built chest. It's curiosity, okay. Clearly. Still blushing, she keeps her eyes mostly glued to the floor as he slips that shirt off of her shoulders. One of her bra-straps slips off of her shoulder as well, and she reaches up a little awkwardly to shift it back. ]
Take turns? [ She questions, before she can feel that warmth encircling her. Ed makes a startled sound, almost jumping, but controls herself and her nerves. ] A-Ah! [ Though she feels really exposed, she lets herself be drawn into Cloud's embrace, settling herself against his chest. She feels like she's burning up, both from the heat inside and the warmth all around her.
Her knees buckle when the skirt drops to the floor, and she trembles. It's hard not to feel like she has to cover up somehow. Ed has always been modest with how she dressed, and now she's standing right in front of a man in only her bra and panties. Plus, that uncomfortable itch is coming back, as her body reacts to the contact. It's something she's trying not to think about -- and she even slouches a little awkwardly in hope that it doesn't show -- but she can feel her nipples harden because of the cold and something else. Goddamn.
Okay, time to focus on something else. ]
So, you want me to do yours ...? [ That's what 'taking turns' means, right? A little tentatively, her hands reach down to Cloud's waistline and settles at his belt. There's a look of concentration as she tries to unbuckle it, and it takes her a moment of fiddling to finally pull it off. Butter fingers. ]
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Take turns? [ She questions, before she can feel that warmth encircling her. Ed makes a startled sound, almost jumping, but controls herself and her nerves. ] A-Ah! [ Though she feels really exposed, she lets herself be drawn into Cloud's embrace, settling herself against his chest. She feels like she's burning up, both from the heat inside and the warmth all around her.
Her knees buckle when the skirt drops to the floor, and she trembles. It's hard not to feel like she has to cover up somehow. Ed has always been modest with how she dressed, and now she's standing right in front of a man in only her bra and panties. Plus, that uncomfortable itch is coming back, as her body reacts to the contact. It's something she's trying not to think about -- and she even slouches a little awkwardly in hope that it doesn't show -- but she can feel her nipples harden because of the cold and something else. Goddamn.
Okay, time to focus on something else. ]
So, you want me to do yours ...? [ That's what 'taking turns' means, right? A little tentatively, her hands reach down to Cloud's waistline and settles at his belt. There's a look of concentration as she tries to unbuckle it, and it takes her a moment of fiddling to finally pull it off. Butter fingers. ]