[ She shimmies out of the dress, arms up as Sephiroth pulls it off her, up and somewhere off to the side to be dropped out of the way. Already, Ciri's breathless and pink-faced, the blush spreading down her throat, scattered over the flat of her chest above her breasts. She was not wearing a bra.
Yes, it's embarrassingly clear she planned this. And yet, it still manages to startle her when he starts impatiently pulling down her panties next. Ciri lets out a small squeak, and then her hands follow, pushing the material down her thighs enough to kick it off.
Leaving her completely nude, hair down, the small of her back pressed into the counter as she stands up on her toes.
Just standing there for a long moment, heart pounding. Not entirely sure what to do next. ]
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Yes, it's embarrassingly clear she planned this. And yet, it still manages to startle her when he starts impatiently pulling down her panties next. Ciri lets out a small squeak, and then her hands follow, pushing the material down her thighs enough to kick it off.
Leaving her completely nude, hair down, the small of her back pressed into the counter as she stands up on her toes.
Just standing there for a long moment, heart pounding. Not entirely sure what to do next. ]