[ the fact that they had this conversation at all is probably an indicator on its own that laura has loosened up in recent months — at least in certain areas, but if that isn't enough, the fact that she's quick to kiss back without hesitation says the same. where before she might have dodged or ducked, distracted to avoid meeting someone's lips, instead she leans up and sighs into the other woman's mouth, bringing a hand up to touch her fingertips to yennefer's cheek, briefly.
the touch only lasts a moment though, before the request comes — not that it sounds like much of a request. laura arches a brow, but that doesn't stop her from dropping her hands to the hem of her shirt, peeling it over her head. the tanks gets tossed to the side to be dealt with later. laura's actually very tidy, generally speaking, but right now she definitely has other priorities. ]
Do you like what you see, then?
[ she's not done quite yet, though she pauses for a moment just to get a little of a reaction from yennefer before she continues. her thumbs hook into the waistband of her shorts and she bends as she slides them down over her hips, back arched and ass up slightly as she pushes the clothes down her legs and all the way to her ankles.
she's even slower to straighten back up, about as showy as laura ever gets as she stands in front of yennefer, chin tipped up as she steps in closer again. ]
[ It's a sign of something — of what, even Yennefer isn't sure, but she's not about to put a stop to this for the sole purpose of investigating the real reason behind Laura's message in the first place. The kiss is more of a greeting, if anything, a refamiliarizing, a reminder that even if one thing between them hadn't lasted, there's another that they're still very, very good at.
And therein lies a fascinating observation that Yennefer is only just beginning to make about herself — how this place has given her opportunity to indulge a preference she'd believed to be more inferior to her interest in men. She'd still consider herself more prominently attracted to the opposite gender, but on the other hand, she's thoroughly enjoying the sight of Laura bluntly and methodically stripping off each article of clothing one layer at a time.
She gives voice to a soft hum of approval, mostly around another sip of wine, like she's savoring the view right along with the drink. ]
Much. [ The lift of Laura's chin, however, gives her an idea, and Yen encourages her to keep her head tipped back, extending her wineglass with a clear motive. ]
Open. [ If some of the wine overflows from her brief attempt at pouring directly into Laura's mouth, ends up rolling down her chin, her throat, her breasts — that's just a natural consequence. It certainly won't bother Yennefer to render her that way, judging by the expression on her face. ]
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the touch only lasts a moment though, before the request comes — not that it sounds like much of a request. laura arches a brow, but that doesn't stop her from dropping her hands to the hem of her shirt, peeling it over her head. the tanks gets tossed to the side to be dealt with later. laura's actually very tidy, generally speaking, but right now she definitely has other priorities. ]
Do you like what you see, then?
[ she's not done quite yet, though she pauses for a moment just to get a little of a reaction from yennefer before she continues. her thumbs hook into the waistband of her shorts and she bends as she slides them down over her hips, back arched and ass up slightly as she pushes the clothes down her legs and all the way to her ankles.
she's even slower to straighten back up, about as showy as laura ever gets as she stands in front of yennefer, chin tipped up as she steps in closer again. ]
Better?
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And therein lies a fascinating observation that Yennefer is only just beginning to make about herself — how this place has given her opportunity to indulge a preference she'd believed to be more inferior to her interest in men. She'd still consider herself more prominently attracted to the opposite gender, but on the other hand, she's thoroughly enjoying the sight of Laura bluntly and methodically stripping off each article of clothing one layer at a time.
She gives voice to a soft hum of approval, mostly around another sip of wine, like she's savoring the view right along with the drink. ]
Much. [ The lift of Laura's chin, however, gives her an idea, and Yen encourages her to keep her head tipped back, extending her wineglass with a clear motive. ]
Open. [ If some of the wine overflows from her brief attempt at pouring directly into Laura's mouth, ends up rolling down her chin, her throat, her breasts — that's just a natural consequence. It certainly won't bother Yennefer to render her that way, judging by the expression on her face. ]