[Undressing another person isn't so different from undressing yourself, right?
It's what Haru tells herself, at least, as Yukari sheds her sweater, landing on top of Haru's own, a little sweater pile that they've got going.
She sits up to make this easier, reaches down to the bottom of Yukari's blouse and lifts, tugging it over the other girl's head.
Amusingly, this position, with Yukari straddling her lap, means that her face is now right at the level of Yukari's bra. Which looks very cute, but also something that Haru wants to very much not be there anymore.
She leans in to kiss the valley between Yukari's breasts.]
[ yukari was feeling hot under the collar before, but that kiss makes her feel as if every part of her skin is on fire. her knee rocks against the other girl on instinct as she breathes in a pleased, surprised gasp, both hands reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. within seconds, it's off and flung to the floor. she doesn't even bother to track where she's discarded it, her eyes locked on haru's the entire time.
that important task out of the way, she rocks her knee again, deliberate and slow, while loosely looping both arms around haru's neck. yukari wants to see her reaction, yes, but she also wants to give her a chance to say if that's too much or if she's ready for more. ]
[Yukari's a girl like her. She sees naked breasts every day when she looks in the bathroom mirror. There's nothing unique or unusual about this. This is going to be perfectly normal.
It is, on the one hand, but it also isn't, and when Yukari similarly finds herself topless and Haru's face is right at the level of her chest, it's enough to make her blush quite heavily.
She's about to lean in and slowly plant a kiss on the inside of one of Yukari's breasts when--
--oh. That's a knee pressing up between her stocking-clad thighs, underneath her skirt, through the fabric of her tights and her underwear. The first one could have been an accidental brush, but the second is deliberate and unmistakably so.
The slow friction isn't exactly mindblowing, but it makes her feel vulnerable in a way that her own explorations never did, and for a second there's a pause. Is she okay with this? Are they really going this far?
If not now, when? If not with Yukari, someone she likes and trusts, with whom?
Haru slowly kisses the inside of Yukari's breast in response, languidly turning her head to do the same on its counterpart.]
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It's what Haru tells herself, at least, as Yukari sheds her sweater, landing on top of Haru's own, a little sweater pile that they've got going.
She sits up to make this easier, reaches down to the bottom of Yukari's blouse and lifts, tugging it over the other girl's head.
Amusingly, this position, with Yukari straddling her lap, means that her face is now right at the level of Yukari's bra. Which looks very cute, but also something that Haru wants to very much not be there anymore.
She leans in to kiss the valley between Yukari's breasts.]
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that important task out of the way, she rocks her knee again, deliberate and slow, while loosely looping both arms around haru's neck. yukari wants to see her reaction, yes, but she also wants to give her a chance to say if that's too much or if she's ready for more. ]
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It is, on the one hand, but it also isn't, and when Yukari similarly finds herself topless and Haru's face is right at the level of her chest, it's enough to make her blush quite heavily.
She's about to lean in and slowly plant a kiss on the inside of one of Yukari's breasts when--
--oh. That's a knee pressing up between her stocking-clad thighs, underneath her skirt, through the fabric of her tights and her underwear. The first one could have been an accidental brush, but the second is deliberate and unmistakably so.
The slow friction isn't exactly mindblowing, but it makes her feel vulnerable in a way that her own explorations never did, and for a second there's a pause. Is she okay with this? Are they really going this far?
If not now, when? If not with Yukari, someone she likes and trusts, with whom?
Haru slowly kisses the inside of Yukari's breast in response, languidly turning her head to do the same on its counterpart.]