[The feeling of her pressing closer causes Yosuke to raise his hips slightly. He let out a breath, leaving one hand on her ass with the other pulled up to toss the jacket off her shoulders.]
[His hand resting on her shoulder briefly, he slides it down over the tank top. For a moment, he leaves his over her breast, his fingers giving a light squeeze to the flesh before sliding back down her torso. His fingers grip the bottom of the tank top, tugging upwards slightly while letting out a heavy breath.] Ch-Chie...