[ She arches up when he slips a hand beneath her, and if he can't get it easily, she'll twist an arm around to help, impatient. But it doesn't distract her from kissing back, eager and inviting, mouth open against his.
As Ciri lets him lead, she seems to grow more relaxed, warm and pliant under his fingers.
She pulls back only enough to get rid of her bra entirely once it's undone, and lies back onto the bed with a soft thump and a sigh, arms bent and loosely up above her head. Through lowered lashes, she meets his eyes again, a little shy, watching his face to see if he likes to view. ]
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As Ciri lets him lead, she seems to grow more relaxed, warm and pliant under his fingers.
She pulls back only enough to get rid of her bra entirely once it's undone, and lies back onto the bed with a soft thump and a sigh, arms bent and loosely up above her head. Through lowered lashes, she meets his eyes again, a little shy, watching his face to see if he likes to view. ]