[ this is far from the first time that yukari has helped a girl out of their clothes, platonically or otherwise. still, the palpable, electric feeling of anticipation of being with someone new and learning what made them ask for more makes everything about this feel different.
she wastes no time pulling haru's shirt over her head, unclasping her bra, and unceremoniously dropping them in a pile next to the couch. and now that the other girl is partially undressed, she can't help but stare. a deep blush blooms across her cheeks as she takes in the sight. ]
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she wastes no time pulling haru's shirt over her head, unclasping her bra, and unceremoniously dropping them in a pile next to the couch. and now that the other girl is partially undressed, she can't help but stare. a deep blush blooms across her cheeks as she takes in the sight. ]
Jeez.