[ The kiss between Claude and Sylvain is what she had hoped and then some - not that she had thought about them kissing nevermind watching them kiss because admitting either of those thoughts was ridiculous. The bite of her lower lip as she watches says otherwise though. If she's being brutally honest however, the thought that had truly never crossed her mind had been that she'd be here between the two of them. As much as she's enjoying it, the sight feels surreal as does the feel of Claude's fingers against her thighs and Sylvain's touch.
She shouldn't be so surprised when Claude makes good on his teasing to kiss her next but she is if the sharp inhale is any indication. A beat later her hands tenderly cup his face, remembering only belatedly that she had vowed she'd never kiss him again several weeks ago. By the time their lips part, that thought is nowhere to be seen as she's left breathlessly giggling at Sylvain's vocal disappointment against her skin. ]
We could just leave it on then - or not.
[ She starts and stops that brief thought as she feels the tension around her torso loosen. Being able to breathe freely again is glorious and instinctively she goes to inhale before stuttering at Sylvain's touch over her hardening nipple. A breath turns to a soft gasp and her back arches into his touch. Turning her head to the side, she presses wanting kisses to the side of Sylvain's face, nipping lightly at his lips as she turns his face forcefully towards her. When she pulls away, her gaze lingers peering at him innocently from over her shoulder feeling his enjoyment beneath her. Fingers tug Claude's chin towards her, eyes staying trained on Sylvain until she turns her head to meet Claude's lips in a kiss. It's short lived by design and she pulls away so there's only a fraction of space left between their lips. There's a telltale smile in her voice as fingers trail daintily down Claude's chest towards his waist band. ]
I shouldn't be the only one who's comfortable though. Both of you don't need your pants right?
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She shouldn't be so surprised when Claude makes good on his teasing to kiss her next but she is if the sharp inhale is any indication. A beat later her hands tenderly cup his face, remembering only belatedly that she had vowed she'd never kiss him again several weeks ago. By the time their lips part, that thought is nowhere to be seen as she's left breathlessly giggling at Sylvain's vocal disappointment against her skin. ]
We could just leave it on then - or not.
[ She starts and stops that brief thought as she feels the tension around her torso loosen. Being able to breathe freely again is glorious and instinctively she goes to inhale before stuttering at Sylvain's touch over her hardening nipple. A breath turns to a soft gasp and her back arches into his touch. Turning her head to the side, she presses wanting kisses to the side of Sylvain's face, nipping lightly at his lips as she turns his face forcefully towards her. When she pulls away, her gaze lingers peering at him innocently from over her shoulder feeling his enjoyment beneath her. Fingers tug Claude's chin towards her, eyes staying trained on Sylvain until she turns her head to meet Claude's lips in a kiss. It's short lived by design and she pulls away so there's only a fraction of space left between their lips. There's a telltale smile in her voice as fingers trail daintily down Claude's chest towards his waist band. ]
I shouldn't be the only one who's comfortable though. Both of you don't need your pants right?