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[Yukiko peels off the jacket slowly, obviously distracted by the sight of Fuuka peeling off her own dress. The red falls to the floor with a crumpling sound, and she smiles at the sight of Fuuka in her underwear. She's so cute...

Her own hands fumble with her buttons, awkwardly trying not to gawk and get them undone at the same time.]

Stupid...buttons. Why won't you...come off...[She mumbles, getting one out. A little help might be good? It'd certainly calm her]

Edited 2016-02-13 03:06 (UTC)

[The more that Fuuka took off her clothes, the more she was trying not to look at Yukiko. Goodness, it was rude to just stare at someone when they were undressing! She didn't need to do the same to her girlfriend!

But when he finally managed to get down to her underwear?]

...Um...do you need some help? [She said before attempting to walk a little bit closer]

If you don't mind...

[She can't stop her fingers from shaking a little bit, her blouse just not wanting to come free. A curse, as bad as Yosuke's luck...]

[Just like Yukiko, her fingers s tarted shaking. Oh curse this, why did this need to happen. As she stared at the button, she could feel the heat on her face. But she slowly started to unbutton each one...

And you know. Trying her best to act as calm as possible. Even if she was failing at it]

[Yukiko stands still, watching numbly as Fuuka undresses her. She does manage, at least, to keep a smile on as her shirt falls away. Her underwear are nothing special, creamy and form fitting, covering her smallish chest.]

S-See? [She stammers.] I told you.

[Reaching out, she cups her girlfriend's cheek]

This is so exciting, isn't it?

[Despite Yukiko's so called smallish chest, Fuuka couldn't break away from the sight. Even if she said it was nothing amazing, it sure seemed like it was to the girl!]

N-No, it's perfect! I think that your um...curves are fine the way they are!

[What was even coming out of her mouth? What in the world was she even doing?]

[Yukiko smiled and shook her head, looking down at her feet as she unbuttons her skirt and lets it fall away, so they're both equally underwear-clad.]

I'll take your word for it, Fuuka.

[She's seriously glad to hear it.]

I guess...we should...take the next step? We can't shower in underwear.

[So she starts reaching for the hooks on her bra.]

On three?

[Yukiko is in her underwear, Yukiko is in her underwear, Yukiko is in her underwear!! How can she process this?

Slowly breathing in and out, she just gave a nod]

R-Right on the count of three...

[She mumbled before grabbing the hook on her own bra.]

Um...1...2....3....?

[The same way Yukiko is. By just...accepting that this is going to be a little embarrassing, but at the same time? It's something that partners do.

She reaches up to her own...]

1...2...3...

[And with a snap, her bra falls away and she takes a breath in the steamy air, watching Fuuka as intently as the other's watching her.]

[As soon as she snapped open her bra, she suddenly felt nervous. When she looked up at her girlfriend, she found the urge to just wrap her chest wondering if Yukiko would like what she saw.

At the same time, she couldn't help but just stare at her. She looked...]

Yukiko...you're... [beautiful]

[?Suddenly? Yukiko had been nervous the whole time...but when she and Fuuka stood there, bare? A lot of that melted away. She smiled gently and stepped close]

You're beautiful, Fuuka. Perfect, even.

You...You really think so...?

[Fuuka mumbled to herself. Suddenly feeling a bit more confident, she slowly let go of her arms to reveal her chest before her]

They're not the best but... I'm just glad you like them!

I think that they're lovely.

[Hesitantly, she let's her own arms fall to her waist...and with the worst of it done, she just smoothly peels out of her underwear.]

Just like the rest of you.

T-Thank you...

[She mumbled to herself still finding to hard to take her eyes away from her girlfriend. Oh right, she should probably take off her underwear. Just take it easy, she thought to herself, she can do this.

Just...slowly take it off...it will be okay...]

[Yukiko waits, of course, closing her eyes so as not to make Fuuka feel stared at.

But she is peeking out a little through cracked eyelids...]

[As soon as Fuuka took the last piece of her clothing away, she slowly looked up to see if Yukiko was ready or not.

And boy, was Fuuka feeling the heat right now!]

[She was. And, hesitantly, she reached out a hand for Fuuka's own.]

S-Shall we? I don't think...I can wait any longer. [She was starting to feel flush, hot...her cheeks pink.]

Can I...touch you?

[With a shy nod, she stepped closer toward Yukiko. Of course, her hands wanted to touch her as well but...

Where does she even start? Just where was she suppose to touch?]

[And a little unsteadily, Yukiko reached out and just...set her palm on Fuuka's breast. She guesses this is what you do, right?]

It's warm.

[No shit.]

[Admittedly, Fuuka had to flinched before taking in a deep breath. This was quite different. Much different then she expected it!

Not that it hurt but it was just...different. Which was why she did the same to Yukiko and wondered how she would feel]

And yours as well...

[Yukiko, by contrast, didn't flinch but breathed out. Hands against her skin...that was nice...and her eyes flashed green when she smiled.]

Much nicer than I thought. I had no idea what it would be like, being touched like that.

[Slowly, she starts moving her palm across her girlfriend's skin, getting a little feel for it.]

How does that feel?

[When she gave a shiver, she bit her bottom lip as she tried to get use to this new sensitization down her body]

It feels really nice. I-It's...it's definitely nothing like I ever felt before. It's different! In a good way!

[Even if she was embarrassed as she said it out loud]

It is nice, isn't it?

[It took a concerted effort of will, but Yukiko let her hand slide off, pulling open the shower door.]

Hope in? I think it might be nice to get clean at the same time we're...um...touching?

I don't see why not!

[And for the first time in who knows how long, Fuuka gave Yukiko a smirk as she stepped into the shower. With her hand toward her, she had a feeling she knew what might happen next]

[Yukiko stepped in after, taking the hand and stepping in close to kiss Fuuka on the mouth, full and deep and hard. Her foot kicked the door shut behind them, and she kept up the kiss, while letting the hand not presently occupied with Fuuka's gently squeeze her chest.]

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