[ Luckily for Diva, the slow speed doesn't last all that long. He finally pulls her dress down, carefully shifting his hands to tug it all the way off, leading her body with his hands to help free her from the fabric. He's careful with it as he sets it onto the floor, his hand coming up to tug free his tie.
He, too, had white on, but-- well, he should absolutely be careful about that. These were the only clothes he had so far. As one hand works on undoing his own clothes, the other reaches out and grasps her waist, slowly traveling up along her skin. He reaches one of her breasts, carefully cupping it in his hand and leaning in to press a gentle kiss against her skin. ]
So gorgeous... [ He murmurs, peeking up to her, before his fingers quickly work at the buttons of his shirt, the straps and corset. Why did his outfit have to be so complicated. ]
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He, too, had white on, but-- well, he should absolutely be careful about that. These were the only clothes he had so far. As one hand works on undoing his own clothes, the other reaches out and grasps her waist, slowly traveling up along her skin. He reaches one of her breasts, carefully cupping it in his hand and leaning in to press a gentle kiss against her skin. ]
So gorgeous... [ He murmurs, peeking up to her, before his fingers quickly work at the buttons of his shirt, the straps and corset. Why did his outfit have to be so complicated. ]