The outer layer - the decorative piece - of the dress came off in a hurry. She paused to keep kissing him, though, before she slid it off her shoulders. She'd never been so bare before (though this was hardly bare) save for that one time she'd been in the pool with Alessa, Henry, and Will. Now she was in a simply white undergarment gown, an off-white corset fastened around her waist and chest.
It felt strange, being intimate with someone. Foreign, really. Her nerves shook deeper at every move they made but she continuously attempted to convince herself that she was full-speed ahead. After all, she loved him. Didn't she?
Damn her for never knowing for sure. Damn her for being too scared to be decisive.
Now with the outer gown out of the way, she paid more attention to Ryuzaki, running her hands up his chest and circling his neck, hoping to get a bit closer still. This was a test, she discovered. A test to see how much she could overcome.