Ren Olvry
Supernova
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2012
A nod... that, again, was all the Lucario needed. So as he carefully slid her shirt up and off of her, his crimson eyes finally broke from hers and strayed downwards, over the skin of her stomach and up to her shoulders as it became exposed to the air. Once it was off, he discarded the shirt off to the side, his soft-furred chest pressing a little into her chest. One step forward, and he could feel them moving closer and closer to a point of no return. A point that, he was certain, he wouldn't object at all to reaching, especially at this point. There were, however, still a few things in the way yet...
Wanting, perhaps even needing, more, the Lucario's paws didn't still even when Alexis's shirt was off of her and put over to the side. Instead, they slid slowly and gently from her wrists, to her elbows, up and over to her shoulders... and then down. Properly taking in the feeling of her skin for perhaps the first time ever, then moving down from her shoulders along her upper back before they reached a certain... obstacle. The pokemon soon grumbled slightly as his paws fumbled to no avail with the odd, confusing strap of the girl's bra. It would be so easy to just... slice it off with a claw, he knew, but he doubted she'd take very well to that, and if he broke this moment now, there might be no getting back to this point. No, instead, he somewhat pleadingly looked back up into his trainer's eyes, requesting some aid where he had no clue what to do with this particular garment. Even then, though, hardly was he going to leave it at that; even as he waited, his paws moved back up to her shoulders and where the bra straps rested there, perfectly prepared to slip it off once it was undone for him. His head, as well, moved forward a little, his tongue poking out to place soft, gentle licks along the side of her neck, occasionally replacing them with slight, careful nibbles against her soft skin.
Wanting, perhaps even needing, more, the Lucario's paws didn't still even when Alexis's shirt was off of her and put over to the side. Instead, they slid slowly and gently from her wrists, to her elbows, up and over to her shoulders... and then down. Properly taking in the feeling of her skin for perhaps the first time ever, then moving down from her shoulders along her upper back before they reached a certain... obstacle. The pokemon soon grumbled slightly as his paws fumbled to no avail with the odd, confusing strap of the girl's bra. It would be so easy to just... slice it off with a claw, he knew, but he doubted she'd take very well to that, and if he broke this moment now, there might be no getting back to this point. No, instead, he somewhat pleadingly looked back up into his trainer's eyes, requesting some aid where he had no clue what to do with this particular garment. Even then, though, hardly was he going to leave it at that; even as he waited, his paws moved back up to her shoulders and where the bra straps rested there, perfectly prepared to slip it off once it was undone for him. His head, as well, moved forward a little, his tongue poking out to place soft, gentle licks along the side of her neck, occasionally replacing them with slight, careful nibbles against her soft skin.