Yes, that was very good toplessness. Natalie thought it was a little weird how attractive all these saints were. It seemed like temptation, but she supposed that was the sort of things Catholics liked. Natalie wasn't Catholic, but she sure was falling to temptation.
Leaning forward she started kissing his chest, reaching out hand up behind her back and unclipping her bra as the other hand steadied her on his leg, sliding slowly up his thigh. There was a very small part of her that wanted to ask if this was allowed, but if it wasn't then that was a stupid question because then things would stop. And she didn't want them to stop. She wanted him.