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From:

orphne

[Her lips part in a quiet bid for air as her neck arches and her hands tug once again, dragging him closer to her pulse point and lower down.]

Want me to take my shirt off? [It's said lightly enough that it could be a joke -- mostly, she's trying to make him laugh and not take it So Seriously. But also, hey, if he wants it off, happy to oblige.]

From:

chemex

[He pauses, Clearly Thinking Too Hard, and looks up, thoughtful.] ...if you want to, I won't tell you no. [There's a smile to his face, and a little to his tone, trying to keep it light. He's still absolutely stuck in his head, but it's fine.]

From:

orphne

[She can't help it -- she giggles, cupping his cheeks in both hands and kissing his nose, again in an attempt to broaden that smile.]

I've never seen anyone think so hard about that question before. Tell me what you're thinking.

[And yet she still wiggles her hands between them to start undoing the buttons on her collar.]

From:

chemex

[It works, to an extent-- he grins a little broader under her lips, wrinkling his nose.]

I'm having an overwhelming sexuality crisis as we speak, but also, I'm running checklists. Or trying-- turns out I don't have a checklist for how to abruptly get into Topless Tuesdays with a friend, so we're playing this Fuck Around and Find Out Style.

From:

orphne

Oh.

[Oh. She pauses with her fingers partway to undoing the second button, blinking at him almost owlishly.]

You like boys?

[No judgement! Just kind of like "do you not want to kiss me then because the vibes are wrong then or-"]

From:

chemex

I like both, [He corrects, shaking his head.] I had just started to think I leaned more toward boys? Now I'm just realizing I definitely have two hands.

[And he sits back to reach forward with both of them to help her undo her button.]

From:

orphne

[She snorts a little bit of a laugh and abandons her button to let him have it.]

I guess I'll take it as a compliment. [Said with a wink as she lets her hands come to rest on his shoulders again, fingers gently brushing the tender skin of his throat.] You know, I've been told not to bother with boys. Girls-only.

[Dazai said don't date men, but she isn't going to say the D-word.]

From:

chemex

[He focuses on the button when he's given control of popping it, carefully doing so and then looking up to meet her eyes as he lets his hands trail to the next.] Oh, absolutely. Boys suck, avoid us at all costs. Totally agree.

From:

orphne

[Ooooh there's a joke to be made about sucking. Oooh if Junpei were here, he'd hate to hear a girl say it but it would be so funny. Akira can probably see the laughter in her eyes when he glances up, but mercifully, she keeps it inside.]

You could cut mine. Then we'd be even.

[Another joke, a little less funny than the sucking one, but she tries it anyway. If they can laugh about it, then... maybe it'll be okay.]

From:

chemex

[His face colors when he makes the correlation, and he hisses a startled little bark of laughter.] Not what I meant!

[He puffs up his cheeks.] I'm not about getting even, your buttons are just impossibly tiny.

From:

orphne

[She laughs when he does, leaning in and kissing his forehead with abandon. Maybe they are, but-]

Maybe your fingers are just really big.

[She winks at him and arches her shoulders back a little, as if making the material that little bit more taut will help the unbuttoning process. If nothing else, it might be funny.]

From:

chemex

[It also serves to push her boobs toward him and he marvels at that a little-- girls are so soft. Carefully, glancing from her face and to the buttons and back, he abandons them for a moment in favor of sliding his hands beneath the fabric, skimming the skin over her ribs.] That won't be a problem, will it? [Vaguely suggestive? Yes.]

From:

orphne

We can find out.

[Subtle as a sledgehammer. She sucks in a breath and laughs again when his hands slip beneath the fabric, taking the initiative to go back to her own buttons. If her fingers fumble a little bit as she undoes them one by one, well, she's distracted.]

From:

chemex

[His hands stay safely above her navel and below her bra, tapping a gentle rhythm along her skin as he skates them around.] You have super smooth skin, what the heck. Girls aren't real.

From:

orphne

You think?

[She laughs again, a little more breathily from the warmth of his fingers skating around slightly sweaty, ticklish skin. It's not like she takes particular care of it or anything, she just showers regularly and exercises a little less regularly. Her bra is, perhaps predictably, pink, cute if not particularly fancy.]

Yours isn't that bad yourself, though.

[She lets go of her shirt with one hand and reaches out to let the tips of her fingers glide down his pecs and tap her own little rhythm with a giggle.]

From:

chemex

One of my friends is a model, and she likes to give me all her sample stuff if she won't use it. There's an apple lotion I really like..., [He frowns at her bra, suddenly aware he has no real idea of how they work. Help, he's a boy in uncharted territory.]

From:

orphne

Have it with you?

[She's never really bothered with a lot of lotion -- that was more Yukari's thing. And maybe Mitsuru? If her family bought it for her along with her outfits, anyway.

Anyway, it looks like he's frowning at her boobs, which while kind of funny isn't exactly the vibe. Her hands find his and pull them up encouragingly, in case he's wondering if he's allowed to touch.]

From:

chemex

[He shakes his head, still frowning.] No, it was in the RV so it didn't come with me. ...Mona was in my bag, though, so it's rude he didn't get to come al-- oh.

[His hands sure are on a fine pair of tiddies now. He looks like he's been handed the meaning of life, abruptly, and carefully shifts his hands to cup them, immediately drumming his fingers to watch them wobble and grinning like an absolute fool.] Absolutely no fair, these look like so much fun to own. You get to look at these all the time!

From:

orphne

[She snorts, then laughs again, a full-bodied laughter that shakes through her whole body. It's not the sexiest thing she could have imagined, but it is one of the funniest as she wraps her arms around his shoulders and leans in to pepper little kisses against his cheek.]

I guess! You'd better appreciate them while you're looking, then!

[God, how had she been afraid he'd hate her? There's no way.]

From:

chemex

[He laughs at himself, and then leans forward to catch her lips a little more seriously, even if the gesture is still startlingly chaste.] Yeah? Or what.

From:

orphne

Or I'll cover them back up again.

[Never mind that they're still covered, because Akira had gotten so distracted by the bounce -- that's not the point! She hums a little and tries to capture his lips again for another kiss, even as she reaches behind her to do the opposite of what she'd said and unhook her bra. She hadn't even finished undoing the shirt buttons, but, well- this is more important.]

From:

chemex

[He laughs against her mouth, not quite sure what she's doing in reaching behind her until it occurs to her that he remembers Ann complaining about bra closures being in the back. Sitting back on his haunches, he frowns a little and reaches his hands out.] Do... should I help?

From:

orphne

Sure!

[Again, if nothing else -- it'll be efficient if he can do it, funny if he can't. She can't help but let out a little noise as she tugs his hands away from the sensitive skin of her breasts to bring them around to the clasp on the back, giving him a little grin.]

You got it?

From:

chemex

[He follows her hands and feels the clasp, frowning in slight confusion, tugging it gently this way and that before he remembers the probably singular time Lala showed him a bra strap for some reason or another. A figurative light bulb goes off over his head and he carefully pops the clasp undone, sitting back and looking quite pleased with himself as he pulls it apart. He makes a point of keeping eye contact as he does it, to show he's not immediately just hungry for the tiddy.]

From:

orphne

[Something about the eye contact is kind of attractive, really, sending a flush creeping up her cheeks as she quirks her eyebrows at him in acknowledgement. He did it. He freed the titty.

Without breaking eye contact herself, she shrugs out of her sleeves and lets the shirt pool around her waist. Another playful tilt of her head, then she slips her bra off entirely and lets it hang for a moment on one finger before dropping it to the floor.]