[She moves back some to give him room to finish getting the jacket off arms, settled on one curled leg, the other dangling absently from the bedside. It's probably nicer for the gang leader to be able to relax, she and boy both recognize this, but boy can't help looking on reflectively, with a vague air of yearning. It's just such a shame to have picked it carefully, and how nice it looks on Miyuki, to have to remove it.
The sigh is easy-going from her, but almost petulant from him, and she shifts her weight to come in close once again. Heels of palms meet in middle of chest, resting fingers slightly angled outward, and for the simple purpose of giving him some modest measure of sensation, she slides them downward.
It's vest she chooses to start with first, not tie, undoing the top button, and then asking,]
Are you always this trusting?
[She moves in to kiss him to prevent an answer, at least immediately, and shifts knees nearer, moving onto second button.]
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The sigh is easy-going from her, but almost petulant from him, and she shifts her weight to come in close once again. Heels of palms meet in middle of chest, resting fingers slightly angled outward, and for the simple purpose of giving him some modest measure of sensation, she slides them downward.
It's vest she chooses to start with first, not tie, undoing the top button, and then asking,]
Are you always this trusting?
[She moves in to kiss him to prevent an answer, at least immediately, and shifts knees nearer, moving onto second button.]