Ariadne wriggled back a little to make it easier, an expert at how to shift herself to allow other people to remove their clothes, and she pulled off her own shirt as she did, because of course she'd meant both shirts. "Nice," she said, grinning down at his bare chest, dropping her head then to press a kiss into the centre, before exploring slowly outwards toward his nipple.
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