[ it's a moment of silly pique, or perhaps some holdover of the sanguis moon, that inspires venus. she reaches down with her free hand, catching bridget's wrist and shaking her head. when she speaks, she can barely hold back the teasing smile and energy- ]
I didn't ask you to do it. Silly.
[ it's all the warning she gives before she lets go, grabbing bridget's shirt herself and tugging it up and over the girl's head. it's not cruel or overly forceful - and even if it were, the dumb way she giggles halfway through would have defused any tension. but it is a signal, from her to bridget:
just relax. the devil will take care of things.
like this, bridget's bralette is in plain sight. like this, she can see the gentle curves of still-growing breasts, the little peaks of bridget's nipples against the fabric. like this, it's easy to reach up, tweaking gently at a nipple while she says: ]
Is it okay to say... that I kind of want to mess you up a little?
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I didn't ask you to do it. Silly.
[ it's all the warning she gives before she lets go, grabbing bridget's shirt herself and tugging it up and over the girl's head. it's not cruel or overly forceful - and even if it were, the dumb way she giggles halfway through would have defused any tension. but it is a signal, from her to bridget:
just relax. the devil will take care of things.
like this, bridget's bralette is in plain sight. like this, she can see the gentle curves of still-growing breasts, the little peaks of bridget's nipples against the fabric. like this, it's easy to reach up, tweaking gently at a nipple while she says: ]
Is it okay to say... that I kind of want to mess you up a little?