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The others are unlikely to come up in a situation where efficiency is important.

[ Not wanting to keep him waiting any longer, she pulls her tie off in one swift motion as she leans in to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. ]

Haha, alright that's fair.

[ He's keeping his tone light, casual.

That being said, he's not going to keep dawdling. He slips off the jacket he's been wearing-- yes, even in this weather-- and lightly rests a hand on her cheek. ]

Hey, Yvette? ....Thank you.

[ She doesn't pull away from his touch, focusing on unbuttoning her blouse. The skin beneath is soft and scarless, the sheer black bra interwoven with gold and cream flowers stands out against it. ]

No... thank you for allowing me to help.

It's not so hard when it's a beautiful woman.

[ He winks at her. They both know it's just banter but they've already gotten about as serious as he can handle the situation right now and a little bit of light flirting doesn't hurt anything. Besides, she is beautiful and he doesn't mind admiring that pretty bra for a moment before he takes off his own shirt. ...Shirts.

He's fairly solidly built, perhaps moreso than might be immediately indicated by the aesthetic senses of Bad End's wardrobe, or at least the outfits he's worn in it. But unlike Yvette he can make no claims to being unscarred. The most prominent is a large, neatly round one on his chest-- one that, if she should notice, goes all the way through to his back. ]

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[ The skirt falling past her hips reveals her commitment to dressing the part is truly head to toe. The bra is part of a set, with a skirted panty with garter straps to hold up her sheer silk stockings.

Everything about her encourages touch, and while she's cautious of touching back, she'll openly look at that scar. It's certainly troubling. She presses close, smelling of citrus and mint, leaving light kisses along the base of his neck and shoulder as she tries to take more discrete peeks at it. ]

[ He doesn't seem to take any issue with her looking-- far from it, he's inviting the touches, the glances-- tilting his neck slightly to encourage those light kisses even as he maps out her curves with his hands. Her waist, her hips and the hems of her panties-- which he doesn't remove just yet but does follow along the edges until he reaches her ass and grabs a handful.

Look, he knows what he likes okay and he definitely appreciates a nice ass. ]

[ Breathy laughter flits along his shoulder as he follows every rise and dip. While she's slim and toned, she's still made for fondling, with just enough softness in all the right places.

Which includes the ass that pushes into his hands accommodatingly as encouragement. Taking his move as a cue, she drapes her arms over his shoulders to coax him into a hug, and stops just shy of a kiss on the lips ]

Do you mind if I kissed you properly?

I definitely don't mind that.

[ And to punctuate his words, he closes the gap between the two of them and presses a kiss against her lips, slotting the two of them that much closer together. ]

[ The kiss is a cue to dispel the last of her worries for the sake of his heart, and the wounds she might accidentally open.

She deepens it with fingers tangled in his hair, settling in his lap, if he'll allow it. ]

[ His heart's not invulnerable, but it'd take a good deal more to wound it.

He's not considering it at all in this moment though, instead enjoying the taste of her mouth and the softness of her legs as she settles onto his lap, his hands lightly squeezing her ass as she does. He makes an approving sound at the way her fingers tangle into his hair, clearly enjoying it. ]

[ A drawn out purr of approval is pressed to his mouth, emphasized by the enthusastic roll of her hips in his lap.

With every breath, silken lace and satin rise and fall against the chiseled plane of his chest. ]

[ With the roll of her hips, she can definitely feel his own rising interest even as his hands move from her ass and trace lightly up her spine until his hands reach her bra. If it's a back-clasp bra he'll be deftly undoing it, otherwise, he'll trace the lines of it to the front. ]

[ The bra closure is in the back, and she's more than happy to help him remove it, easing her hands out of his hair so the straps can be slid off her shoulders. The carefully rounded tips of her fingernails faintly grazes his chest, over his nipples and down to tease at his waistband.

She grinds on his lap, on a hunt for the right friction to give him a little extra encouragement. ]

[ Judging by the light hum he makes, he seems to enjoy the sensations when her fingertips graze over his nipples but it's the friction that lets a breathy, turned-on moan escape from his lips. He finishes removing her bra and takes her breasts into his hands, toying with her nipples using his thumbs and rolling his hips up into her. ]

[ The whine he draws out of her is soft and sweet. She shivers at his touch and grips his belt(s) to brace herself, the resulting heat building inside her halting her efforts to free him from his pants for a moment. ]

You don't have to... I'm fine...

Hmmm? Is it a problem?

[ That sweet little sound seems like she enjoyed it so he repeats the motion, toying with her nipples with a playful smile on his lips. ]

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[ Pink flares up in her cheeks, as she's trembling all over again, but she manages an answer in a breathy squeak. ]

It is, when I'm supposed to be taking care of you.

Personally, I've never been a fan of all take....

[ He lowers his mouth towards one of those breasts, swirls his tongue around a nipple. ]

...and no give.

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