[Thanking him with her smile, she finds four that she thinks will do nicely - three that are actually quite ugly, she thinks, and one that's not bad - and nods him toward the bed.]
Up there.
[It takes a moment, but she secures his hands first. Not at all tightly (and he could probably slip his hands out if he really, really wanted to), and then his ankles. She then crawls onto the bed between his thighs and goes up on her knees to part the shirt just between her breasts.]
You didn't tell me how much you liked this shirt, Ezio. [She smirks at him, then leans over to place an open-mouthed kiss on his stomach, not far above the hem of his pants. Catching his eye, she adds:] It's Ray's.
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Up there.
[It takes a moment, but she secures his hands first. Not at all tightly (and he could probably slip his hands out if he really, really wanted to), and then his ankles. She then crawls onto the bed between his thighs and goes up on her knees to part the shirt just between her breasts.]
You didn't tell me how much you liked this shirt, Ezio. [She smirks at him, then leans over to place an open-mouthed kiss on his stomach, not far above the hem of his pants. Catching his eye, she adds:] It's Ray's.