Megan felt her way around the belt, cringing a little as she felt the gun. Running her hand across the handcuffs, she giggled a little. "Ooh, these could be fun," she said, jangling the handcuffs a little.
Her hands found the buckle and, pulling herself closer to Emily's back, her naked breasts pressing against Emily's shirt. Quickly she managed the buckle and, knowing that there were dangerous and possibly splodey items attached, carefully removed the belt and placed it gently on the floor. Placing her hand on Emily's shoulder, she moved in front of her and smiled, attempting to look her in the eyes, her own eyes jerking slightly in their usual fashion. "You sure about this?" she asked, feeling it was only fair to give her one last chance to back out.