[Noctian bras are unfamiliar garments to Liem, and he has to explore the back of hers for a couple moments before he's able to release the clasp—but it's a simple enough fastening, and soon enough the bra is sliding from Jester's shoulders and her breasts are spilling free. Like is a small word to describe his appreciation for the sight of her bare chest. The glittering lines of her tattoo are fine decoration for the gorgeous fullness of her curves, and he's in no hurry to drag his eyes back up to hers when he moves to answer her. His gaze, when it meets hers, glows with delight and veiled want.]
Of course I do. [His lips quirk playfully.] I have impeccable taste.
[How many different ways has his title been bent and toyed with since his arrival in this world? Father Bunny is a new one, but he still finds that he likes it better than Grandfather Lime. Liem slides his hands back around to Jester's sides, resisting the urge to continue around and cup her breasts only by dint of considerable application of willpower. After a rather pregnant pause, he slides his hands down her flanks instead, slipping his fingertips beneath the lacy edge of her panties to begin easing them down her hips.]
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Of course I do. [His lips quirk playfully.] I have impeccable taste.
[How many different ways has his title been bent and toyed with since his arrival in this world? Father Bunny is a new one, but he still finds that he likes it better than Grandfather Lime. Liem slides his hands back around to Jester's sides, resisting the urge to continue around and cup her breasts only by dint of considerable application of willpower. After a rather pregnant pause, he slides his hands down her flanks instead, slipping his fingertips beneath the lacy edge of her panties to begin easing them down her hips.]