[ One corner of her lips tilts up against his mouth as she lets her fingers slide downwards, unbuttoning his shirt as she goes. She lets her fingertips slide against the warm skin she reveals as she goes, occasionally adding the faintest scrape of nails to the touch.
When he lifts her shirt to a certain point, she pulls back just enough that she can wiggle out of it with his help, leaving her sitting there in just her jeans and a bra, but she's not at all self-conscious. She returns the favor by reaching out to slide his now-unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders, discarding it so her hands can return to exploring. ]
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When he lifts her shirt to a certain point, she pulls back just enough that she can wiggle out of it with his help, leaving her sitting there in just her jeans and a bra, but she's not at all self-conscious. She returns the favor by reaching out to slide his now-unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders, discarding it so her hands can return to exploring. ]